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[radiantrawr]

[It's a beautiful sunny day, and Marta is spending it in the shade of a large tree in town. She has a notepad in her lap and a pen in hand; every so often an excited look crosses her face and she scribbles something down.]

Hmmmmmmm. Does "throbbing" have one "b" or two...?

Comments

[schwannoltorain]

[Schwann happened to be walking by, how ironic. He's now peering over your shoulder.]

Oh whatcha writing there? A love story?

[radiantrawr]

Emil... where the hell have you been?

I was worried sick, you jerk!

[schwannoltorain]

"I've been avoiding you and that crazy contest! Why did you attack everyone when you lost? Marta I had more faith in you than that!"

[radiantrawr]

That wasn't me! That was the Fell Arm!

I have a note from my doctor about it.

[schwannoltorain]

"I don't believe you. If you really loved me you wouldn't lie to me like this!"

[radiantrawr]

Quit changing the subject! Why didn't you come to my performance?!

[schwannoltorain]

You didn't even tell me about it! Why didn't you come and find me!

[radiantrawr]

I put posters up everywhere!

I just... wanted to spend time with you, Emil.

[schwannoltorain]

I would've rather spent some quiet time alone with you then all those flashing lights and blasting music.

1/2

[radiantrawr]

......

2/2

[radiantrawr]

THAT'S IT!

I should take him somewhere quiet, far away from anything and anyone else! Where no-one can disturb us and get in our way!

[schwannoltorain]

Told ya you'd think of something!

[radiantrawr]

Mr. Schwann, you're wonderful! [*hug*]

[schwannoltorain]

Yay! And here I thought you didn't like me anymore!

[Big hug time <3]

[radiantrawr]

Oh, I'll collect that debt when the time comes, silly! [Hugs! <3]

[schwannoltorain]

Wait.. What debt?