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"The food, they say. Anything with soy, that the bar gives out. It makes sense, I only drink water."

So he wouldn't have been touched, at all.

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"Yeah. This is worse than the goddamn music."

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"Definitely sounding like it." Thank God Mark's avoiding it. Yuppie!Mark doesn't bear thinking about.

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"But people were able to eat that kind of stuff before without this happening. Who or what changed it?"

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"W-w-whistler b-b-built a t-t-tower?" She has no idea. She pokes the on button and gets...

full service.

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"I-i-i n-need him." She informs Angel soberly, "I'm in n-n-need." Which doesn't mean anything unless you know that Simelang has a whole different tense just to deal with Sime senses and selyn states.

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the_antiangst

"Yeah. I'll just... stay up here."

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"G-g-got t-t-to sh-sh-shock. M-mayb-be one at a t-t-time? B-but h-how for W-w-whistler?" Yes, she understands that other people are hurting. She knows this, she cares, but its easier to shock people who can see.

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"So will I. Brought enough food to last a solid week and I can run out for more."

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"Bar?"

He tilts his head.

"I mean, there was the chocolate that came before this, and I think there was something before that. It comes and goes."

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mendanddefend_archive

"Thanks." Bob looks downright smug. "Comes with the format."

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"Touch."

He's assuming she's in a relationship with him.

"You know him? Touch. It is just as- if not more- powerful."

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April gives a low whistle. "I'll bet it only works for other phones in the bar, but... daaaaamn."

Said in a tone that would make Collins proud.

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the_antiangst

"You're a lifesaver, honey."

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"H-h-he's...even c-c-crazy h-he's a g-g-genius." She says proudly, then frowns and pokes at the phone, "B-b-but I w-w-want m-my s-s-sm-mar, s-sex-xy, k-k-kink-ky g-genius b-b-back."

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"I do my best, baby."

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April giggles a little. "Sexy and kinky, huh?" she asks. She pulls the braids back to meet at the back of Suzi's head and braids the tails together into one braid.

The typist has done this before. It's very pretty.

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With rather a lot of stuttering, but no shame at all, Suzi offers suggestions of activites requiring a bathtub, Devon cream, a non-skid rubber mat, and a triangle of silk exactly half the diameter of one of the participants. If anything she sounds wistful...she'd like to be doing that one again, thank you.

It is a lovely hairstyle!

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She looks at Jack soberly and says, "I c-can't b-bear it. H-h-he...z-z-z-lins w-wrong. C-can't b-bear h-his h-hands on m-m-my h-h-hands, ev-ven."

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"Yes, most definitely sexy and kinky." April grins a little. "I'll have to try that some time."

Mmmm, Boromir and Devon cream...

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"I see."

He bites his bottom lip.

"Then I do not have a quick answer for you, Lady, but that does not mean there is not one, and that we cannot find it. I will keep thinking, the all of us will. I promise."

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"Uh huh." She misses him. During the recitation with the effects of fosbine in rum, someone doing her hair, and remembering one of her favorite bits of last week, her voice dropped low and most (not all) of the stutter disappeared, "H-he's lovely."

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She nods, and does not throw the cellphone across the room. She just bends her head back to Ray's book.

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April smiles softly to herself. "I know what you mean." she murmurs.

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