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Post by darkaire on Jun 16, 2007 18:49:51 GMT -5
[ ooc: *gets out super sharpie and begins doodling on Xylon* ]
She tilted her head, a motion that indicated she wasn't sorry she'd caused him more pain. It was fair payment for frustrating her. Her ears swiveled slightly in disinterest, and if she was surprised by his apology she didn't show it. "What's wrong with you, wolf? You wouldn't let anyone do that to you, much less apologize!" She sighed and stood, moving over to tweak his ear. "And you certainly wouldn't let anyone do that to you. I wouldn't let anyone do that to me. So why me?"
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Post by xylon on Jun 16, 2007 21:10:09 GMT -5
OOC: *Twitches but doesn't wake*
Xylon did not raise his head, but the corners of his eyes were creased in regret. Staring at the ground, he spoke again as if he hadn't heard her, but he had. "I'm sorry for everything. For smacking you, for hitting you, for hurting your feelings. I don't even know why you want to be around me."
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Post by InkBlot on Jun 17, 2007 18:00:44 GMT -5
OOC:OOOOOOOHHHHHHH, Xylon's sharing his deepest secrets.
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Post by darkaire on Jun 17, 2007 18:01:06 GMT -5
[ ooc: *finished drawing the world map. Sits back and admires work/8 ]
She snorted and leaned against the tree he was leaning against. "Would you quit apologizing? It makes me nervous. I've never heard a wolf apologize." The weasel ran a paw behind her neck, itching at a bug that had landed there. The rain hadn't lightened any, but they were under a tree, sheilding them from most of it. "Because you were entertaining to be around. Now you just sulk and apologize. Though it's a pretty effective way to get me to leave you alone. Keep it up and you may succeed in getting rid of me."
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Post by InkBlot on Jun 17, 2007 18:01:45 GMT -5
OOC: hey, I can see michigan on the map!
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Post by darkaire on Jun 17, 2007 18:03:08 GMT -5
[ ooc: Yeah, it's pretty detailed. The artic is around his head, so I drew a polar bear on his nose. SEE? *offers magification device* ]
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Post by InkBlot on Jun 17, 2007 18:10:38 GMT -5
OOC: awesome... I see there's a penguin on his EWWW! *covers eyes* is that supposed to be there?
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Post by xylon on Jun 17, 2007 18:12:43 GMT -5
OOC: *Rolls onto back* Nice map. *Slams fist into Sirek*
The wolf sighed yet again, looking up to the dark sky. This weasel was certainly complicated. "I told you, Ritari, I'm not going to answer you." However, he said this softly, not harshly. What a mess this was.
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Post by InkBlot on Jun 17, 2007 18:19:23 GMT -5
OOC:*steps out from behind pillar and waves remote* having fun hitting my hologram? *runs away*
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Post by xylon on Jun 17, 2007 18:24:11 GMT -5
OOC: *Becomes mad* *Makes grabbing motions in air* WHERE DOES HE GET ALL OF THIS TECHNOLOGY???
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Post by InkBlot on Jun 17, 2007 18:24:40 GMT -5
OOC: internet...
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Post by Wayra Swiftdraw on Jun 17, 2007 18:39:43 GMT -5
OOC: Ebay you mean? you know they probably have balistic missles on there.....oh yeah i forgot >.> Can i join too? pleaseee *tries to get big sad begger eyes*
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Post by xylon on Jun 17, 2007 18:41:09 GMT -5
OOC: *Looks at Wayra with half-closed eyelids for a second then smacks him and turns to Darkaire* Well, Senpai?
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Post by InkBlot on Jun 18, 2007 11:32:24 GMT -5
OOC: I think now would be a very bad time to join, wayra, they're having a deep conversation .
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Post by darkaire on Jun 18, 2007 12:04:10 GMT -5
[ ooc: Very true. However, this deep conversation is going to stay at "Tell me!" "NO!" etc until someone else joins in. But I don't want everyone on the board ganging up on this thread. So only you two can join in. *closes ebay selling window, hiding all the ballistic missles and technology she's been trying to get rid of* ]
The weasel scowled and kicked wet leaves at him spitefully. "Fine, be that way. I'll just take my things and go." She stalked over to her bag and slung it over her shoulder, shooting him a glare before sulking past a few trees, disappearing behind a shroud of foliage. She wasn't walking fast or far, she just wanted to walk off her frustration before she shoved her dagger between the wolf's ears.
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