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Post by Miss Twix on Aug 30, 2009 21:15:39 GMT -5
<shrugs> it's not really gonna make me sick...>.> i just don't like raw meat dat much you're fine
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Post by The Loathed on Aug 30, 2009 21:17:28 GMT -5
-Armok smiles at her... then bites a chunk out of the bloody meat. A subtle change occurs in his eyes... the pupils seem to narrow. He licks the blood from his chin, takes another bite- So, what have you been -bite- up to?
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Post by Miss Twix on Aug 30, 2009 21:18:56 GMT -5
<hawk's gonna sit on da counter> let's see...nothin' much really...just botherin' isaac...er assassin and nick ^^ da usual
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Post by The Loathed on Aug 30, 2009 21:21:58 GMT -5
-He nods, finishing up the first steak. He grabs the second one and bites a chunk from it as well- Assassin. I read his file... and yours, for that matter. -He licks blood off of his fingers, then takes another chunk from the steak-
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Post by Miss Twix on Aug 30, 2009 21:22:57 GMT -5
why would ya read my file?? there's nothin' on it is there??
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Post by The Loathed on Aug 30, 2009 21:24:08 GMT -5
-He shrugs, finishing the second steak- Well, the folders were all there, and I had access... it was like, getting to know all of you again, on a professional level. Princess.
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Post by Miss Twix on Aug 30, 2009 21:25:54 GMT -5
aw c'mon no one around here calls me princess except for isaac when he's mad at me <doooont start>
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Post by The Loathed on Aug 30, 2009 21:34:09 GMT -5
-He grins- I was teasing, Hawk. -He pushed himself up from the table... and snapped the two legs closest to him. The table fell with a loud crash, dishes breaking- ... What the hell?
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Post by Miss Twix on Aug 30, 2009 21:35:23 GMT -5
<well that made hawk jump> o.O armok geez...<gets up from da counter to look at da table> what happened??
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Post by The Loathed on Aug 30, 2009 21:41:01 GMT -5
-He runs a hand through his hair- I have no idea... -He looks at his hands, then at the table... then at Hawk- I think... raw meat is a bad idea.
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Post by Miss Twix on Aug 30, 2009 21:42:12 GMT -5
mhm...yeah maybe just a little <well ok then she'll clean up and she kneels down to pick up da plates and stuff>
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Post by The Loathed on Aug 30, 2009 21:44:47 GMT -5
-Armok stares at Hawk... and shivers. He clenches his fists, then closes his eyes- I... I need some air
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Post by Miss Twix on Aug 30, 2009 21:46:55 GMT -5
<hawk puts da broken stuff on da counter and walks up to him> you sure you're ok??
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Post by The Loathed on Aug 30, 2009 21:53:45 GMT -5
-He cracks his neck, growling slightly- Positive... -He turns and starts running for the roof, muscles trembling-
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Post by Miss Twix on Aug 30, 2009 21:55:28 GMT -5
o.O <well hawk's just gonna leave him alone for a little bit and finish cleaning up the kitchen so armok can get a second to uhm...get it under control or whatever>
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Post by The Loathed on Aug 30, 2009 21:58:28 GMT -5
-Armok gets to the roof and snarls, body trembling. His muscles knot as he grabs the railing... and the metal groans as he warps it out of shape, pulling part of it free of the roof- What... is this?
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Post by Miss Twix on Aug 30, 2009 22:00:43 GMT -5
<kat's gonna be soooo pissed at armok when she finds out he's breakin' shit>
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Post by Achtung Katie™ on Aug 30, 2009 22:08:41 GMT -5
TRUE STORY. Lucky for him, Kat still wasn't back from her bike ride that she had decided to go on, and when she was back, she'd likely be in a decidedly better mood than normal, SO HE MIGHT ESCAPE WITH ONLY A SMALL GOUGING.
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Post by The Loathed on Aug 30, 2009 22:59:44 GMT -5
-Armok shivers, unwrapping his hands from the metal. He stared up at the night sky, trembling-
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Post by Achtung Katie™ on Aug 30, 2009 23:04:03 GMT -5
Eris nudged open the door to the roof with a book of some sort tucked under her arm, probably like Nancy Drew or something, her reading is still not great. She stopped dead at the sight of someone on the roof who she had never seen before so what the fuck was that all about. Eying Armok warily, she narrowed her eyes somewhat, ready to sprint back downstairs in case he was evil, which is still totally possible because come on, it's Armok, "...Who are you?" WHOOOO ARE YOU, WHO WHO, WHO WHO
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