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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 10, 2010 1:23:45 GMT -5
Adrien sighed and rubbed. "You're tense," he murmured. "Is it really that difficult?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 10, 2010 1:30:41 GMT -5
"I'm under a great deal of stress-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 10, 2010 1:31:50 GMT -5
"Things will improve," said Adrien faithfully, rubbing his chest.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 10, 2010 1:55:40 GMT -5
"I hope so," he sighed. "We're a long way from the poorhouse, at least, you and I."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 10, 2010 1:56:56 GMT -5
"Poorhouse ain't so bad. I'm worried about you. You're like a kicked dog nowadays, baby," he said with feeling.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 10, 2010 1:59:21 GMT -5
"If this had happened at another point in time-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 10, 2010 2:00:06 GMT -5
He tilted his head, made a thoughtful little "hm?" noise, and stroked his hair back from his face.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 10, 2010 2:04:07 GMT -5
"When things were perhaps not as fraught as they are now, and-"
He paused, considered the lie, and then gave in to it.
"And I already have to conserve my strength..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 10, 2010 2:06:12 GMT -5
There was much heavy stroking and "sh sh sh..."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 10, 2010 2:09:13 GMT -5
"Stop holding me and lay beside me, you," he groaned.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 10, 2010 2:30:00 GMT -5
He pouted at him and slid gently out from under his head and lay beside himself.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 10, 2010 2:43:24 GMT -5
Adrian gave him another weak smile.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 10, 2010 2:44:31 GMT -5
He stroked the grey streak tenderly, looking faintly enchanted.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 10, 2010 2:47:16 GMT -5
"You've been wise, staying in..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jul 10, 2010 2:48:17 GMT -5
"Oh, I've been out a bit. Everyone knows who I am. It's the oddest thing..."
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