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Post by DMis on Aug 20, 2015 19:31:33 GMT -5
"I played around with rhyming for a bit," Beth offered as she watched out of the window.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 20, 2015 22:52:05 GMT -5
Mickey shrugged. "I'll sing, I guess, but don't expect me to rhyme every single time I talk. Just... fair warning. We can't all be Jack."
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Post by DMis on Aug 20, 2015 22:58:04 GMT -5
"I'm glad to have someone to do a duet with,"[/i[] Beth offered. "I must be one hell of a lousy siren though... I think I tempted one guy and that was 2 years ago roughly..."
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 20, 2015 23:03:37 GMT -5
"Hey, you're looking at a vampire who's been living off of a blood substitute for the last few months at the insistence of his caseworker/potential love interest," Mickey chuckled. "I don't think I've fed off of a living creature since... well, geez, last red-leaf."
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Post by DMis on Aug 20, 2015 23:08:20 GMT -5
Beth offered her wrist to the vampire. "I'm guessing you mean last curse round?" Beth offered. "If you need to feed got for it."
The siren seemed unfazed by what Mickey had said.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 20, 2015 23:16:12 GMT -5
"Hey, I... I had those blood shards. I'm good." Mickey's voice was calm, but his expression was the kind of awkward, flat-eared, irked-eyebrow look that would've been completed with an anime sweat drop.
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Post by DMis on Aug 20, 2015 23:19:45 GMT -5
"And those are like candy. Fresh non-weaponized is better," Beth offered with a sigh before withdrawing her wrist. "I can imagine that those substitute bloods taste terrible."
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 21, 2015 9:10:29 GMT -5
"To be fair, they're a bit bland compared to the genuine article, but the stuff I get is really not that bad," Mickey replied with another shrug. "I guess I have Trisha's fat stacks to thank for that."
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Post by DMis on Aug 21, 2015 11:23:21 GMT -5
"Trisha sounds like she cares a lot," Beth offered before humming softly.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 21, 2015 13:24:45 GMT -5
Mickey's ear twitched as he turned to look out his side window, smiling a little. "Yeah... I guess she does. She can keep turning me down all she wants, but I know she cares."
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Post by DMis on Aug 21, 2015 14:16:16 GMT -5
Beth nodded. "So where you wanting to drive?" she asked.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 21, 2015 21:49:14 GMT -5
"Oh. Yeah." Mickey continued driving his van through the sky in relative silence, mumbling a minute or so later, "Truth be told, I'm half expecting Cat to text me at some point."
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Post by DMis on Aug 21, 2015 22:17:13 GMT -5
"I've been expecting it for the past half hour. Jack's no normal enemy," Beth sighed before gulping. "You seeing those flames?"
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Aug 21, 2015 22:41:46 GMT -5
Mickey leaned closer to the windshield, noting the orange glow and smoke rising from the horizon just beyond the city. "Well, that certainly looks hazardous."
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Post by DMis on Aug 21, 2015 22:43:31 GMT -5
"Wanna bet that's where the Hi-Jack-er is?" Beth offered.
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