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motherof_bone February 4 2010, 00:30:04 UTC
The man wants to marry you?

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ex_athenaie February 4 2010, 00:31:41 UTC
Yes.

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motherof_bone February 4 2010, 00:32:22 UTC
Being married is nice. Babies too.

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ex_athenaie February 4 2010, 00:39:28 UTC
I'm definitely too young for babies.

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motherof_bone February 4 2010, 00:40:46 UTC
I was sixteen.

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ex_athenaie February 4 2010, 00:45:24 UTC
Then that was your choice.

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everyblackdog February 4 2010, 00:34:31 UTC
Behave.

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motherof_bone February 4 2010, 00:36:03 UTC
Nice til it isn't, then you leave 'em for the dogs.

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everyblackdog February 4 2010, 00:39:32 UTC
Is this the sort of fun you get up to nowadays, Mary? Toying with little girls who don't know any better?

Such easy pray for the likes of you.

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motherof_bone February 4 2010, 00:42:10 UTC
[Her eyes widen.] No. I met an angel, Blackie.

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everyblackdog February 4 2010, 00:50:29 UTC
[ His eyes narrows. ]

Don't be ridiculous, Mary.

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motherof_bone February 4 2010, 00:53:47 UTC
I did. He burns me when I touch him.

[She holds out her hands quietly, red peeling fingertips and palms.]

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everyblackdog February 4 2010, 01:05:21 UTC
[ Even though it's been an age since he properly served as a hound of Hell, Blackie can see well enough the angel's touch still on her. He hisses openly, baring teeth, and quickly pushes her hands away. ]

You should know better.

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motherof_bone February 4 2010, 01:15:36 UTC
[She laughs at his reaction. Silly puppy, silly thing. Lucidity slips back from her expression, she hacks up a laugh that trembles in her.]

Ha-Satan reminded me, but he's just so funny, Blackie, he makes me laugh.

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everyblackdog February 4 2010, 01:33:10 UTC
[ He snarls at her, like a wounded animal, knowing that she'll bare teeth back at him. ]

Laugh? Out of madness or of contempt?

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motherof_bone February 4 2010, 01:38:53 UTC
[She can't help it, teeth grit and giggling, burned hands curled to her, feeling the ligaments of her throat, the thick weight of the devil's stain on her throat.]

Both, Blackie, both, he's such a pathetic thing, no father at all, but he watches, Blackie, he watches and he smiles.

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