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Post by Christian on Feb 27, 2006 19:13:23 GMT -5
Christian made an eye at Sinister, "Sorry if I'm antsy. The bedside manner makes me kinda itchy..."
Sinister shook his head, "I like it as much as you do, Ravage..."
Sean hesitated. He held his hand up to decline the offer, "No thank you," he said, stern but careful
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Post by Health on Feb 27, 2006 19:17:53 GMT -5
"I know luv, but it's only temporary," Amelia said kissing his unbandaged temple and then looking at Sinister closely, "How long until he's on his feet again?" she asked.
"Man you and clown over there are way to uptight? What happen you guys have a contest on how tight each of your knickers could get?" Iada asked pouting a little still offering the sweet to Shrapnel.
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Post by Christian on Feb 27, 2006 19:21:06 GMT -5
"A few weeks, given his current rate of progress," Sinister said, leaning against the wall, "Then again, that is given his current rate of progress. Preferably, as soon as he gets back on his feet, the better I feel about it."
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Post by Health on Feb 27, 2006 19:25:50 GMT -5
"Why Sinister we make you nervous?" Iada said from the crate grinning and made a funny face at him, "well I don't blame you, we did kick your butt before."
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Post by Christian on Feb 27, 2006 19:32:11 GMT -5
"Because, my dear, fire and ice only coexist for so long before things begin to go awry," he said, closing his eyes as he leaned against the wall, "As much as the survivors of whatever happened need to band together, I have a slight preference to the company I keep."
Sean looked at Iada, noticing her hand still up, offering him the twinkie, "I'm fine, thank you..."
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Post by Health on Feb 27, 2006 19:34:01 GMT -5
Iada grinned at Shrapnel before disappearing slipping inbetween a moment in time, she shoved the twinkie in Shrapnel's mouth and reappeared next to Sinister, "Scared I knew it."
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Post by Christian on Feb 27, 2006 19:42:03 GMT -5
Shrapnel fell back, and hit the ground. The twinkie half hanging out of his mouth.
Sinister looked Iada in her eyes, "If I was scared, why do you think I've permitted Christian to live for so long? You don't think I have the power or the reason to end hid miserable life?"
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Post by Health on Feb 27, 2006 19:44:51 GMT -5
"Easy cause you're always planning something," Iada said in a matter of fact way, "I wouldn't put it past you if you had some secret love for Christian or something, And that's why you kept him alive. Watch out Amelia, Sinister is after your man!"
Amelia sighed shook her head and put her face in her hands to quit from laughing out loud.
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Post by Christian on Feb 27, 2006 19:49:13 GMT -5
Sinisters face turned to shock, "Me? Him?! Ladies, I, aside from my obvious fancy for genetics, am a gentlemen! I would never resort to keeping Ravage alive for such reasons!"
Christian smiled, "Uh-oh, I think you just got ousted, Sinister!"
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Post by Health on Feb 27, 2006 19:52:41 GMT -5
"Yep, you know Sinister De Nile just isn't a river in Egypt," Iada grinned porting and sitting on his shoulder, "But I can't blame you, looking at Blade boy over there all day does weaken a soul."
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Post by Christian on Feb 27, 2006 19:59:31 GMT -5
Sinister gave Iada a blood-chilling sneer, "I could very easily... take Christian out of the picture... should your taunts continue, my dear. Don't make me kill the boy while he's on the road to recover."
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Post by Health on Feb 27, 2006 20:01:49 GMT -5
"Psht, you're no fun," Iada said disappointed and porting over the Shrapnel and landing on his chest, "It looked like you needed some sugar," she said.
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Post by Christian on Feb 27, 2006 20:05:03 GMT -5
Sean looked up at her. His gaze something of a mix between amusement and bewilderment, "I didn't need sugar."
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Post by Health on Feb 27, 2006 20:07:21 GMT -5
"Says you, and I guess you don't think this place needs curtains, and that's where you're wrong my friend!" Iada said her eyes strangely sparkling.
"Really Sinister you had to show her where the sugar was didn't you?" Amelia said scooting a chair closer to the bed and sitting next to Christian.
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Post by Christian on Feb 27, 2006 20:12:16 GMT -5
Sean looked around, "This is a storeroom in a toy store," he laughed, "Where could curtain's go?"
Sinister shook his head defensively, "How was I to know?"
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Post by Health on Feb 27, 2006 20:17:04 GMT -5
"You couldn't have known, and now we're going to all suffer," Amelia said through a smirk, "Don't worry her body will run off the sugar in a few hours and then she'll just fall asleep for a day or two."
"We could paint windows, and then put curtains on the paintings!" Iada grinned happily.
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Post by Christian on Feb 27, 2006 20:20:02 GMT -5
Sinister smiled lightly, "Thank god for that..."
Sean forced himself to a sitting position, "That doesn't make sense. Why would we do that?"
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Post by Health on Feb 27, 2006 20:23:20 GMT -5
"Because now that our teams aren't really enemies then there's nothing else for us to do. Unless you want to continue our battle right here?" Iada asked winking playfully at Shrapnel.
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Post by Christian on Feb 27, 2006 20:29:04 GMT -5
Sean wrapped his arms around her waist, stood, and set her down on her feet, "We aren't 'not enemies'," he said.
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Post by Health on Feb 27, 2006 20:30:56 GMT -5
"Says you," Iada sniffed and turned away, "I'm thinking yellow will really lighten this place up!"
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