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Sep 25, 2010 23:17

Something doesn't feel right. The calendar says September 25th but... It was the 21st wasn't it? That's the last day I remember.

Was I in some kind of coma? That can't be right... It must have been this 'droning' process. I've fallen behind in my duties. I wonder what I must have done to anger the town. No matter.

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FILTERED wristsniper September 26 2010, 04:18:32 UTC
...What did you do?

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FILTERED sideburns_mcgee September 26 2010, 04:20:04 UTC
I ah. I don't know sir!

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FILTERED wristsniper September 26 2010, 04:22:14 UTC
1767 Beaver Street. Get here.

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FILTERED to BLANKET ACTION sideburns_mcgee September 26 2010, 04:24:45 UTC
Yessir.

*He hangs up and in about twenty minutes, he comes up to the address, knocking on the door soundly*

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ACTION wristsniper September 26 2010, 04:25:29 UTC
...COME IN.

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ACTION sideburns_mcgee September 26 2010, 04:37:06 UTC
*Oh shi.... he steps inside hesitantly and peeks his head in before entering, closing the door softly behind him*

Sir?

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wristsniper September 26 2010, 04:38:10 UTC
[She stands up, straightening her loose jacket out.]

Miles.

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sideburns_mcgee September 26 2010, 04:40:20 UTC
*He stands at attention and clears his throat, waiting for her to deliver a speech of some sort.*

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wristsniper September 26 2010, 04:46:02 UTC
[He doesn't get a speech.

He gets backhanded.

She's seething, but it's well-hidden.]

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sideburns_mcgee September 26 2010, 04:47:15 UTC
*HE... was not expecting that, but he stands tall as he takes the hit, his head only turning at the impact.*

...

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wristsniper September 26 2010, 04:49:14 UTC
Whatever you did... do not do it again.

Understood?

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sideburns_mcgee September 26 2010, 04:50:06 UTC
Understood, Sir.

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wristsniper September 26 2010, 04:52:08 UTC
[She's barely composed; this is an amazing face she's putting on for him, though.] I won't have any of my... necessary pieces leaving the board.

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sideburns_mcgee September 26 2010, 04:54:26 UTC
*He turns his head towards her, his face heating up, thanks to the backhanding. The man lifts his hand to rub at his cheek*

I did not intend to get droned sir.

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wristsniper September 26 2010, 04:59:09 UTC
I realize that. [But that doesn't mean it freaked her out any less.

...She won't admit to going off on everyone while he was gone. She needs him right now.

And she can't look him in the eye.]

Tch... Honestly...

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sideburns_mcgee September 26 2010, 05:00:16 UTC
*Miles' eyebrows knit together slightly but he purses his lips, glancing down*

...I must have worried you.

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