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[ar_zimraphel]

*has calmed down and no longer wants to rip her husband's throat out and stamp on his genitals since when you think about it, he really isn't the type to want fists shoved up his rectum*

*still feels slightly prickly and aggravated over the whole thing, though*

Some people have nothing better to do with their time. >:(

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[tar_calion]

*pokes his head around the door after finally getting his whinging buddy to sleep*

Hey.

[ar_zimraphel]

*looks up at you*

Hello.

[tar_calion]

*Sits opposite you, feeling not inconsiderably awkward*

*is half-tempted to see who'll blink first*

[ar_zimraphel]

...

Feeling calmer?

[tar_calion]

Mm-hm. You?

*fidgets with a rattle he took through from the nursery*

[ar_zimraphel]

*nods*

Yes. Still angry though.

I mean... what kind of BASTARD does this kind of thing? >:|

[tar_calion]

*sighs* It's not like there's a shortage of people who don't think we make a lovely couple and that' just in our own family.

[ar_zimraphel]

But this!! It's just so... so... SPITEFUL!

[tar_calion]

That's why I'm going to find out who's been syping on me, then from there I'm going to find out who wrote that crap and I'll fist them...while wearing a spikey metal gauntlet. >:|

[ar_zimraphel]

*stifles a giggle*

[tar_calion]

HA! Amusement. I saw that, you can't fool me.

[ar_zimraphel]

Quiet you.

*does actually giggle a little*

[tar_calion]

Come here and be hugged. I need another distraction from the recent woe; this baby's rattle just isn't doing it for me anymore.

[ar_zimraphel]

*sighs and relents*

*gets up and walks over to you and hugs you*

[tar_calion]

*clings*

*mumbles a barely audible apology*

[ar_zimraphel]

*mumbles an apology of her own back, still holding you*