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Post by Arson Anthem on Apr 8, 2011 19:02:20 GMT -5
*I laugh* Whatever we can find that's not that! Which isn't much, most of the time. We're lucky we've got this other canned stuff here; I have no idea where the previous killjoys got it.
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Apr 8, 2011 19:02:59 GMT -5
Yeah, what she said. I mean, it's okay when that's all there is and it keeps forever, but it's still, you know, dog food.
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Post by angelicexplosion on Apr 8, 2011 19:20:39 GMT -5
i think its yummy. We've grown up on this... I, i mean i've grown up on it. *i pause for a moment* please excuse me *i run out of the room*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Apr 8, 2011 19:22:32 GMT -5
*I watch her go, confused, then turn around to see Murph shoving the other cans off the shelves so he can climb in behind them* Hey! I have to clean that up, you know!
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Post by Arson Anthem on Apr 8, 2011 19:23:34 GMT -5
*I leave the kitchen after Angel* Are you okay?
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Post by angelicexplosion on Apr 8, 2011 19:28:28 GMT -5
i just *sniffles* i can't believe they're gone. I want my mum and dad... I, i'm sorry i can't take all this in. My head is about to burst.
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Post by Arson Anthem on Apr 8, 2011 19:49:00 GMT -5
Come here... *I pull her over to the couch and sit down. I pause, ordering my thoughts. I'm not the greatest pep-talker, but I'll give it a go.* First of all, I want you to know that there's always a choice. If it gets to be too much and you decide to go to the city, no one will stop you. They specialize in smoothing over emotions like grief, and that's what some people need. But I don't think that's what YOU need. So if you decide to stay, and to be a killjoy, there's something else I want you to know: no one will judge you. We all know how hard it is to lose loved ones, and to adjust to life in the Zones... it's a tough life and we all wish we didn't have to live it. But we do live it, and we're all here for each other. *I pause again, looking out the window* We're not here to replace your parents. No one can do that. But we're here to be your friends, if you'd like it. Don't forget your family; keep running because you remember them, and you want to make them proud.
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Apr 8, 2011 19:50:31 GMT -5
*I come over and stand in the doorway, having left the kids occupied at the table with a bowl of canned peaches*
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Post by angelicexplosion on Apr 8, 2011 19:56:42 GMT -5
*i try to dry the tears* i'll make them proud and i'll make you proud too. *i spot gear and the doorway* both of you
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Post by Arson Anthem on Apr 9, 2011 21:48:48 GMT -5
*I put my arm around her and give her a hug* I'm sure you will. Here *I untie my bandana from around my neck and hand it to her, half-smiling* We'll have to find you one of your own, you know. And a nice shiny mask.
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Apr 9, 2011 21:51:43 GMT -5
*I nod at Angel and start to say something but hear a crash from behind me. I spin around and see Murph sitting in a puddle of peach-juice with the bowl on his head, while Penelope gleefully hits the top of it with her spoon* Oh for crying out loud... *I hurry over and grab the bowl and both spoons, trying not to step in the mess*
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Post by Arson Anthem on Apr 9, 2011 22:11:27 GMT -5
*I look over the back of the couch and see Gear and the kids. I laugh, then get up* I'm gonna go rescue Gear, Angel, but if you ever need anything you can talk to either of us. *I go into the kitchen and pick up P and Murph, one under each arm* Come on guys, time for a bath!
*I head down the hallway on the left side of the main room, kicking open doors until I find a bathroom. I dump the kids in the tub and turn on the water. They start splashing around happily, and it takes me a few minutes to get their clothes off. I leave the clothes in a pile and find a bar of soap under the sink*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Apr 9, 2011 22:14:37 GMT -5
*I finish cleaning up the mess in the kitchen and go back to the front room. I see Angel still sitting on the couch, but decide to give her a few minutes alone. I'm not sure which hallway Arson went down with the kids, but then I hear splashing and follow the noise to a bathroom a few doors down. I stick my head around the door* You need anything?
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Post by Arson Anthem on Apr 9, 2011 22:21:53 GMT -5
*I attempt to dodge a splash of soapy water, and reply over my shoulder* Yeah, you can wash their clothes for me. They're over there, on the floor by the - *I break off when P starts screaming, having rubbed a handful of soap bubbles into her eyes. I try to reassure her* It's okay, you're fine! Just hold on, okay? *I stand up and go to the sink to get a cup of clean water. Murph is laughing, and apparently thinks his sister's idea looks like a lot of fun, because he does the same thing and starts screaming as well, a few seconds later* Aaarg! Gear, help! *I try to hold P still long enough to wash out her eyes*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Apr 9, 2011 22:24:08 GMT -5
*I grab the wet clothes and the soap, then back out of the room* Sorry, didn't catch that! I think, uh, Angel's calling me! *I close the door behind me and jog back out to the front room*
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