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Nov 29, 2004 23:23

Warren warren-ates as only warrens can over a bowl of cereal (at this time of night? Yes.) and a napkin covered in vague numerical scribbles.

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alas_alas November 30 2004, 04:46:34 UTC
Echo looks over his shoulder at his doodles. She smiles, cause she does doodles too.

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alas_alas November 30 2004, 06:24:07 UTC
She shakes her head, pouting. She draws a picture of a lady with long dark hair, a crown, and an evil scowl.

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notinthefett November 30 2004, 06:30:36 UTC
"Oh. Uh...sorry."

It hurts to say that word to her and yet not her.

"But, uh, you, you seem like you're doing okay. Good for you."

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alas_alas November 30 2004, 06:32:34 UTC
She smiles, then tilts her head at him.

"...you..."

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notinthefett November 30 2004, 06:43:24 UTC
He titls his head as well.

"Me? What, what about me?"

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alas_alas November 30 2004, 06:46:55 UTC
She draws a picture of the sad boy again, this time with a tilted head. She looks expectantly at him. She wants to hear his story.

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notinthefett November 30 2004, 07:00:24 UTC
"I...I told you. The girl. I hurt her. And she wasn't the only one."

That's honestly not why he's sad, but it makes more sense that, 'Me? Well, I'm desperately lonely even though I'm surrounded by people who care about me for reasons I can't understand'.

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alas_alas November 30 2004, 07:03:22 UTC
She pouts, then pets his head.

"...only one..."

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notinthefett November 30 2004, 07:08:09 UTC
He shakes his head.

"No, there were two. More probably, but they were the only ones I..."

He stares at her intently.

"I killed them. You do understand that, don't you? That's what I did."

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alas_alas November 30 2004, 07:12:50 UTC
She looks at him, wide-eyed.

"...did..."

She then continues to pet his hair.

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notinthefett November 30 2004, 07:20:33 UTC
He rolls his eyes upward, trying to see her hand.

"What are you...?"

He doesn't move away though. It feels...nice.

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alas_alas November 30 2004, 07:22:41 UTC
She smiles gently, then suddenly yawns. Blushing, she gives the boy a hug and one last pat on the head, then goes to curl up in a dark booth to sleep.

[ooc: thank you for playing! I've wanted her to run into Warren since I first got her! But alas, I must sleep. *hugs* Have a good evening!]

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notinthefett November 30 2004, 07:25:52 UTC
Warren sits very still for some time, before shaking his head and returning to his calculation. He tries to ignore her drawings. It's difficult.

((OOC: Thank you! This was very fun.))

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