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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Sept 18, 2009 4:54:26 GMT -5
"Exactly," he said. "Of course, this puppy has teeth. And a love for sharp and shiny objects. Nothing wrong with that," he whistled nonchalantly as he smiled, thinking of that one demon he'd left hanging in a bar by a silver dagger to the neck. He'd liked that dagger. Oops, mask slipping. "Nothing at all."
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Post by "Rogue" Annie Amina Cross on Sept 18, 2009 4:56:08 GMT -5
"... Right..." she watched him wearily.
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Sept 18, 2009 4:57:35 GMT -5
"I annoy you that much, huh?" He asked. Okay, so he liked throwing people off, but Rogue had actually done him a solid. He didn't want to piss her off that badly. He kind of owed her one. Even if she did have her own reasons.
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Post by "Rogue" Annie Amina Cross on Sept 18, 2009 4:59:55 GMT -5
"It's fine," she said with a wave of her hand.
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Sept 18, 2009 5:01:36 GMT -5
"Look, let me know if I am," he told her. "I can tone it down a bit. You've done me a favour, so I owe you. Dropping the act is a small repayment, nowhere near the full thing."
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Post by "Rogue" Annie Amina Cross on Sept 18, 2009 5:03:59 GMT -5
She nodded, not giving a reply. She looked up at the sky and of course there were no stars out. Soemthing she missed from her human life. She could watch the stars on her hunts, but no longer was that possible, at least here in LA.
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