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Post by G. Novella on Aug 15, 2012 3:46:31 GMT -5
"Complicated, family, yeah, things are never really simple for family's," said Arthur in heavy agreement, "At least your family stayed with you. Mine just threw me out to live with my grandma, didn't want anything to do with me. Pretty simple when you think off it that way. Want to share the complications, or do we move to a happy cheery topic?"
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 15, 2012 3:55:01 GMT -5
"Let's move on to a cheery topic," Isobel said. "We can talk depressing stuff later."
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 15, 2012 3:58:49 GMT -5
"Alright," said Arthur with a nod, "So, where did you live before London then?"
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Post by kumainpink on Aug 15, 2012 3:59:20 GMT -5
Timmy awoke lazily, snuggling the comforter. He didn't want to get up now, darn it! He still felt as though he were in his dream, and murmured, "More strawberries, Mr. Lion."
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 15, 2012 4:02:41 GMT -5
Isobel looked at Timmy, "Okay, that came out of no where." Isobel then turned to Arthur, "I used to live in America, Rhineback, New York."
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 15, 2012 4:06:05 GMT -5
"Looks like he's waking up. What's America like?" asked Arthur, moving his hand to ruffle Timmy's hair if he was getting up.
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 15, 2012 4:08:58 GMT -5
"I wouldn't know," Isobel shrugged her shoulders. "I went to school, then go visit family in Colombia in the summer. I didn't live in the city, it was a small village."
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 15, 2012 4:11:00 GMT -5
"Sounds pleasant," said Arthur lazily, "So, why move to England then?"
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 15, 2012 4:13:32 GMT -5
"My aunt lives out here," Isobel answered. "Things were getting crazy back home."
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 15, 2012 4:15:39 GMT -5
"Yeah," said Arthur, "Things are getting pretty crazy here too. But nobody really cares about this town, it's just werewolf capital. Nobody gives about the wolves. And I'm glad you moved here, gives me someone to talk to."
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Post by kumainpink on Aug 15, 2012 4:16:56 GMT -5
Timmy reluctantly sat up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "Hey there." he said through a yawn.
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 15, 2012 4:18:22 GMT -5
"I knew you have a soft spot from," Isobel chuckled, sitting up in the bed. "I won't tell no one."
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 15, 2012 4:39:30 GMT -5
"Morning Timmy," said Arthur, not moving to get up. "And that's our secret Isobel."
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 15, 2012 4:47:40 GMT -5
"Morning Timmy," Isobel smiled at him, running her fingers threw his hair.
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Post by kumainpink on Aug 15, 2012 4:54:00 GMT -5
"So, how are you guys?" he asked, stretching. "Sleep well?"
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 15, 2012 4:58:02 GMT -5
"Yeah," said Arthur, coughing slightly. He flopped onto his stomach, feeling entirely too comfortable. He hadn't had a lay-in like this in years. "How about you? Did Mr. Lion feed you too many strawberries?" he teased, feeling entirely content with the moment.
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 15, 2012 5:01:08 GMT -5
Isobel snorted, "You going to turn into a strawberry."
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Post by kumainpink on Aug 15, 2012 5:07:42 GMT -5
Timmy blushed. "Um, yeah, I guess I talk in my sleep, huh?" Well, that was a new discovery. "And hey, strawberries are delicious..."
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 15, 2012 5:15:31 GMT -5
"I agree,"now Timmy have Isobel craving for strawberry shortcake.
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 15, 2012 5:27:50 GMT -5
"So, let's get something to eat then, strawberry something maybe," said Arthur, finally getting up. "What do you guys want for, dinner-fast then?
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 15, 2012 5:32:38 GMT -5
"Doesn't matter to me," Isobel said. "What do you want Timmy?"
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Post by kumainpink on Aug 15, 2012 5:34:21 GMT -5
"I'll have whatever you guys want!" Timmy said, perking up at the promise of food. It would take time getting used to not going hungry.
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 15, 2012 5:46:15 GMT -5
"Glad we reached a decision,' said Arthur sarcastically, as he stood up and stretched, "Isobel, go check if the old man's downstairs. Then I can decide whether to out my shirt back on."
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 15, 2012 5:50:16 GMT -5
Isobel rolled her eyes and slid off the bed. She exited the room and walked down the stairs to the kitchen.
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Post by kumainpink on Aug 15, 2012 5:52:42 GMT -5
Timmy followed her, humming a happy little tune. He was still amazed by how kindly people were treating him. It felt so good, having people to talk to besides his clients.
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 15, 2012 5:56:26 GMT -5
"Is he down there?" called Arthur from the top of the steps. It was one thing showing his scars to Isobel and Timmy, he trusted them, it was another showing them to that damned old man.
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 15, 2012 6:00:19 GMT -5
"No," Isobel yelled back, looking threw the pantry.
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 15, 2012 6:06:12 GMT -5
Arthur moved down the stairs, relieved. He was still feeling hot and made a note to take another Fever Potion. He arrived in the kitchen to see Isobel shifting through the pantry. "Find anything, or should I cook?" he asked with a cough
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Post by deathrosehunter on Aug 15, 2012 6:11:15 GMT -5
"I'll make some chicken noodle soup," Isobel pulles out the stuff to make it and put them on the counter. "You and Timmy take some medicine, and you should sit down."
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Post by G. Novella on Aug 15, 2012 6:12:13 GMT -5
"Yes mum," he said with an eye-roll, moving past Isobel to get the medicine, "Ready for medicine, Timmy?"
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