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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 4, 2014 17:25:34 GMT -5
He laughed and pulled himself up, irritably dusting sand from the sheath of his right hand before pushing his hair back from his face with similar irritation.
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Post by Nina Fortner on Jul 4, 2014 17:43:09 GMT -5
"Do you wanna jog?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 4, 2014 20:20:03 GMT -5
He did, but he had to stop after a few minutes, coughing and affronted by having to do so.
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Post by Nina Fortner on Jul 4, 2014 20:21:40 GMT -5
Of course Nina couldn't help Adrian's pride any by turning around with horrified concern on her face, reaching for his arm.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 4, 2014 20:25:17 GMT -5
"Nina, please-"
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Post by Nina Fortner on Jul 4, 2014 20:26:22 GMT -5
"Well, you're coughing again," she said stubbornly.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jul 4, 2014 21:12:22 GMT -5
"Which is cause for celebration, if you think about it," Adrian said, with a tired, hopeless smile. "More human then intended."
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Post by Nina Fortner on Jul 4, 2014 21:20:06 GMT -5
"Ah, yes. Let's break out the thimbles and champagne."
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