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Post by Micaela on Aug 5, 2007 17:08:15 GMT -5
*Micaela nodded in sudden realization.*
"Ohhh. Not really. Considering his girlfriend doesnt eternally torment you, and as far as I know, you didn't know him as a child."
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Post by Lady Norrington on Aug 5, 2007 17:10:36 GMT -5
"THAT'S NOT THE POOOOOOIIIIINT!"
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Post by Micaela on Aug 5, 2007 17:11:21 GMT -5
*Micaela patted her awkwardly again.*
"You want another cookie?"
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Post by Lady Norrington on Aug 5, 2007 17:16:01 GMT -5
"What's the point of cookies when nobody loves you?"
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Post by Micaela on Aug 5, 2007 17:18:20 GMT -5
*Micaela furrowed her brow.*
"Cookies are good? I don't know. Nobody in this time period loves me and I'm not too upset."
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Post by Micaela on Aug 5, 2007 17:23:40 GMT -5
((gotta go to a movie.))
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Post by Lady Norrington on Aug 5, 2007 17:24:01 GMT -5
"You're not suffering the pain of unrequited love..." Megan burbled.
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Post by Enjolras on Aug 6, 2007 9:51:44 GMT -5
**Micaela**
*She nodded slowly.*
"Right. Since Erik's lair-senses aren't tingling and sensing me here, It obviously means he's had an aneurism, or slept with Mme Giry and is now hungover and regretting it, or a lobotomy, or been banging too many women. So I best leave. I'l just leave the snowglobe, tell him I stopped by..."
*She turned to go after setting the globe down.*
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Post by Erik on Aug 6, 2007 9:53:34 GMT -5
"GOOD LORD, WOMAN, WHAT IS IT NOW?"
*Erik slammed into the lair/house, near-empty bottle of whiskey in his hand. He blinked owlishly at Micaela and Megan. Then he pointed at the former.*
"What is that doing here?"
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Post by Micaela on Aug 6, 2007 9:56:31 GMT -5
*She glared at him.*
"I am not a thing, I am a person! And I was returning your snowglobe!"
*She looked him over.*
"Damn. If it weren't for your perpetually sour humor, I would not have recognized you."
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Post by Erik on Aug 6, 2007 10:05:57 GMT -5
*Erik grimaced.*
"That's because I'm attractive, now."
*He turned to Megan.*
"What part of 'my house' don't you understand? Did you let her in here?"
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Post by Micaela on Aug 6, 2007 10:08:36 GMT -5
*Micaela pointed at Megan.*
"I was returning the snowglobe. And she needed girltime."
*She chewed her lower lip, furrowed her brow, and looked at him some more, not sure what to make of it.*
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Post by Erik on Aug 6, 2007 10:11:40 GMT -5
*Erik was too tired and cranky to tease out the meaning of "girltime." He probably didn't want to know. He stalked over and grabbed the globe.*
"Great. Now I have to try to pawn this monstrosity off on someone else."
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Post by Micaela on Aug 6, 2007 10:13:16 GMT -5
*She turned her gaze to the globe.*
"How did you get that thing? I didn't even know there were St. Petersburg ones."
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Post by Erik on Aug 6, 2007 10:25:04 GMT -5
*Erik blinked at the offending trinket.*
"I... Come to think of it, I don't recall seeing it before I gave it to you. Curious."
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