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Post by Jake Crawley on Jun 17, 2010 21:45:03 GMT -6
Jake moved and put his arm around her to hold her closer. "I like being boring with you," he said softly.
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Post by Nyssa Pond on Jun 17, 2010 21:46:56 GMT -6
"Me too," Nyssa agreed. "Though if we both enjoy it it isn't really boring is it."
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Post by Jake Crawley on Jun 17, 2010 21:52:56 GMT -6
"I like your thinking Ms. Pond," Jake said.
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Post by Nyssa Pond on Jun 17, 2010 21:54:56 GMT -6
"All of this thinking pays off sometimes," Nyssa said playing with his hand.
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Post by Jake Crawley on Jun 17, 2010 21:57:45 GMT -6
"I must admit, it does," Jake laughed.
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Post by Nyssa Pond on Jun 17, 2010 21:59:51 GMT -6
Nyssa chuckled and looked up at him. "I'll have to remember this moment for future discussions as to whether I should think or not."
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Post by Jake Crawley on Jun 17, 2010 22:08:52 GMT -6
"I said it was good to have breaks not to stop thinking all together," Jake smiled.
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Post by Nyssa Pond on Jun 17, 2010 22:11:45 GMT -6
Nyssa nodded and returned to resting on his chest.
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Post by Jake Crawley on Jun 17, 2010 22:12:50 GMT -6
Jake grinned and went to pull out her hair from the ponytail it was in. "Better."
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Post by Blake Deimos on Jun 17, 2010 22:13:33 GMT -6
Blake came out with a basket, walking steadily with a large towel hanging from the crook of his arm. He hoped to find Inky and give him a bath to distract himself from impending loneliness while being comfortable alone as well as make good on his promise. He didn't feel like being around people.
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Post by Nyssa Pond on Jun 17, 2010 22:15:36 GMT -6
Nyssa chuckled at his comment. "Really?"
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Post by Jake Crawley on Jun 17, 2010 22:17:41 GMT -6
"Really, what?" Jake asked.
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Post by Nyssa Pond on Jun 17, 2010 22:19:09 GMT -6
"I'm just amused that my hair being up or down has such an impact," Nyssa explained.
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Post by Sirius Black on Jun 17, 2010 22:21:01 GMT -6
Sirius yawned, sitting in the shadows once again. How had he become a babysitter to students out after hours? He had never been the responsible one. Remus had played that part. He sighed and lay down before yawning again. When his eye caught the newest addition to the curfew breaking party he stood and trotted lazily in the dark to see the young boy. He sat again and watched quietly.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Jun 17, 2010 22:22:34 GMT -6
Blake looked around for Inky still but he felt it might have been for naught. Maybe he felt abandoned-- he hadn't necessarily returned right after since he fell ill. Biting his lower lip, he sat at a tree and rifled through the basket for the meat and food he had brought, "Inky? If you're out there, I brought you dinner."
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