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Post by Murduck on Sept 18, 2007 7:01:22 GMT -5
*Pulls SoT into the Winnebago, shutting the door in Triffid's face*
~ He walked over to his room, digging about for his cell phone. ~
Alright, you, sit down somewhere and don't touch anything. Where's the fucking thing..*Pulls the covers, and checks under the bed*
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Post by xxxjuniperxxx on Sept 18, 2007 7:04:09 GMT -5
*Walks into the front of the bago and looks around. She find Cortez snuggly sleeping on top of the dashboard and climbs up onto the drivers seat to get a better view.
*Falls backwards* Oi!!!
Erm... Wha' abou' meh?
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Post by Murduck on Sept 18, 2007 7:19:24 GMT -5
*Pulls out the cell phone*
Aha! Finally.. *Dials for the cops*
~ Murdoc explained the situation to them cops, pacing back and forth in his room. ~
Yea...What do you..Fuck, I don't have time for that..I don't know I can't look after a bloody kid! I don't know. No. Never seen her in my life..Err..purple hair..might be..I dunno 5? Pig tail things on her head, rosy pink cheeks, cute button nose, classic Shirley Temple y'know, whatever...Yer.. I don't know they were just at my door step..! ..
No she's not mine! Looks nothing like my own anyway.. The purple hair pretty much explains it all....Well contrary to popular belief I don't spawn kiddies with purple hair!
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Post by xxxjuniperxxx on Sept 18, 2007 7:23:16 GMT -5
*Reaches up to pet Crotez, who caws loudly and flies off, scaring Triffid and making her jump, knocking her onto the floor with a loud thump*
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Post by Murduck on Sept 18, 2007 7:25:59 GMT -5
Oh great.. *Walks up to her, helping her up*
..Are you sure? Absolutely no one?..
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Post by xxxjuniperxxx on Sept 18, 2007 7:27:06 GMT -5
*Brushes herself off* Who're you talking to?
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Post by Murduck on Sept 18, 2007 7:34:01 GMT -5
Cops. They're going to help find where you came from, and send you home.
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Post by xxxjuniperxxx on Sept 18, 2007 7:36:54 GMT -5
*Looks up at him* Oh. She didn't quite know how to take that. She wanted to go home, sure. But she kind of liked it here. There was an air of freedom about it. It was much better than being locked up in a broom closet with carebear coloring books and a sharpie marker. To tell the truth, she didn't miss the old Dr. enough to leave and go home. After all, he had dropped her here. Wherever here was.I don't want to go.
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Post by Murduck on Sept 18, 2007 7:42:53 GMT -5
Of course you do..! It's here you don't want to be.
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Post by xxxjuniperxxx on Sept 18, 2007 7:45:33 GMT -5
No. I like it here.
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Post by Murduck on Sept 18, 2007 12:30:22 GMT -5
Too bad because I'm not keeping you..
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Post by xxxjuniperxxx on Sept 18, 2007 12:44:26 GMT -5
*Looks up at him sadly* Why? Don't you like me?
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Post by Murduck on Sept 19, 2007 1:39:04 GMT -5
.......ERrrrr...
Yea. I hate your guts. *shifty eyes*
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Well FIND SOMETHING! *yells at the cellphone*
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Post by xxxjuniperxxx on Sept 19, 2007 4:43:58 GMT -5
*Tears up* But... *Hugs onto his leg* No! Please don't make me go back!
*Bangs on the door and does the I-gotta-pee dance.*
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Post by Murduck on Sept 19, 2007 4:50:28 GMT -5
Forget it, kiddy! You don't have to go ugh *prying her off my leg* home, but you can't stay here!
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