Owie..
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Thread Topic: Owie..
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Adric: *mew*
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Quintin: I'm sure she loves you. *pats his shoulder* She doesn't seem to be a naturally open person.. But that could be me. You should try talking to her. -
Pastel: Adric?
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Verse: No.. I can't. -
Adric: x.x What?
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Quintin: Why not? -
Pastel: How are you feeling?
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Verse: I don't want to. *stands and moves over to a bookshelf* -
Adric: Like I got hit.. By a train..
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Quintin: ..You're a s---ty father. -
Pastel: Want me to massage you or something?
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Verse: I know. Thank you for stopping by. -
Adric: .. *small nod*
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Quintin: ... *chucks a book at his head, hissing* How dare you have the guts to even call yourself a father if you're going to pick favorites and ignore the others! You don't deserve a family! -
Pastel: *reaches out and does so gently*
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Verse: *eyes darken* *claws out and lunges at him*
*there*
*yanks Verse down to the ground and pins him*
*sticks a needle to his neck and Verse passes out*
*glares at Quintin*
You b------! He's on meds! What the hell is wrong with you! If I see you lay a hand on him again, I'll shred you into ribbons! -
Adric: Uuu.. Thanks.. *relaxes*
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I'd make a beautiful f---ing ribbon.
*glares*
*coldly*
Victory wants her father. She loves him. And he's apparently not going to bother to talk to her. That alone pisses me off. He took Janette away from me. He took my potential family away. And now that he's got all that he's taken and more, he's going to ignore it? Meds or not, he deserves a proper beating, and I'll gladly be the one to give it to his sorry ass. -
Pastel: *smiles* Welcome.
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Artie: That is nothing you fix. That is something he fixes. And he didn't steal her from you, she lefted YOU. *stands* *then* But if it'll make you better, fine. *backs up* Give it to him. Give him the beating. Kill him. I know you want to. But do know that you'd be hated. A man who revenges is happy just for one moment, but a man who forgives is happy for all days. Surely that's not like you at all, anyways. -
Adric: *purrs start up* Hmm.. Are you hungry?
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*stares at Artie*
*sighs, picking Verse up*
You shouldn't leave him on the floor like that. He'll wake up with an aching back. -
Pastel: *moves to his arms* A bit, yes.
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Artie: Well. I didn't plan to but I had to in order to make my point. -
Adric: I can make us something.
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Quintin: No you didn't. Take me to his room. -
Pastel: That'll be nice. *smiles*
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Artie: ..*takes Verse in arms* *then* I don't see why both if you always fight over that girl. *janette* I hate her.. *and disappears* -
Adric: Let's go to the kitchen, then.
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