I can't play this game.
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Thread Topic: I can't play this game.
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*stares at her*
*then sets her down on the bench, staring at the floor*
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Alexandra: *giggles louder* Daddy~! Hehehe! -
Ophelia: ..Thank you.
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Iann: *kisses her cheek* -
Aaron: Answer my question now that I've set you down. Do you have a wheelchair or crutches?
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Alexandra: Twirling around.. It's like flying. But better. *giggle giggle* I like it. -
Ophelia: No. I haven't.. Been like this long enough to have one of those made for me.
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Iann: ...*does it again* -
Aaron: *whistles*
Owen: *there* What do you want, Aaron?
Aaron: Hm, let's see.. *gesture to Ophelia* We need something she can use to move around without falling on her face.
Owen: ..Crutches? Wheelchair? What would you prefer?
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Alexandra: *more happy gigglessss* Weeeeee! -
Ophelia: NEITHER. I want to be left alone! Tell your idiot of a father that!
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Iann: *then sets her down* Where's Angel? -
Owen: You have a temper.. *laughs, looking at his brother* Isn't this your type?
Aaron: *blushes* N-No! Ugh.. Look, we're GOING to get you a way to get around. Maybe you wait to be able to go do your little target practice with passerby, I dunno.. You're so pathetic, sitting on that bench. Please let us help you.
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Alexandra: Um.. Uhhh..
Angel: What do you want? -
Ophelia: ..What's pathetic is the fact that you can't except that I said no! I don't want your help. Leave me be.
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Iann: ..*startled* Ange. That was rude. -
Owen: *leaves*
Aaron: ..I was told to watch you. *sits down beside her* Whine all you want, darling. I'm not leaving until my job is done.
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Angel: Oh! *pops hands over mouth* Sorry. Bad habit. -
Ophelia: Do. Not. Call. Me. Darling. *GRABS ANOTHER KNIFE* *buuuuut, instead of throwing it at him, stabs self in leg* *SCREAM OF RAGE* I can't feel it!
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Iann: ..*kisses her forehead* Have you heard~? -
Aaron: *pulls it out, tossing it aside* How'd you get like that?
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Angel: Heard what? -
Ophelia: The guy who killed my parents broke a two ton safe door, and.. It fell on my legs.
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Iann: Me and Krystal are getting married. -
Aaron: ..Why haven't you asked for help? Why won't you take any?
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Angel: Really? :D That's great! -
Ophelia: I am a princess. I don't need help. If I wasn't supposed to marry one of Iann's sons, I wouldn't be here at all! *slams hand down onto bench, hissing*
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Iann: Mhmmm~ Now I just gotta tell Owen. -
Aaron: ..Ha. Dad lied to me. *closes eyes, laughing miserably* He was trying to get me to like you. *closes eyes, for a moment* Princesses need help every once and a while.
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Angel: He's probably busy.
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