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Sulking
Jul 7, 2006 23:22:31 GMT -5
Post by Sky on Jul 7, 2006 23:22:31 GMT -5
With a soft chuckle, Sky replied, "I'm not a dog, Christine - nor do I transform into one. I'm still perfectly capable of digesting chocolate in all of its sugary goodness."
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Sulking
Jul 7, 2006 23:25:40 GMT -5
Post by Chris Strongheart on Jul 7, 2006 23:25:40 GMT -5
"Okay," she said, breathing a small sigh of relief. "I was afraid since wolves are canines and dogs are canines, and that since dogs couldn't have chocolate.... well... you can figure out my train of thought easily," she admitted. "So, one death by chocolate chocolate cake sound good?"
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Sulking
Jul 7, 2006 23:29:09 GMT -5
Post by Sky on Jul 7, 2006 23:29:09 GMT -5
Not wanting to get into another discussion about his curse, Sky instead put on a brilliant smile as he said jocosely, "One chocolate death cake sounds fantastic."
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Sulking
Jul 7, 2006 23:34:40 GMT -5
Post by Chris Strongheart on Jul 7, 2006 23:34:40 GMT -5
She stood up slowly, and then it suddenly dawned her as to what she had been wearing. One rather lacy white nightgown and she had forgotten to have grabbed a bedjacket. Her cheeks immediately went crimson from embarrassement. "Not one word, not one word."
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Sulking
Jul 7, 2006 23:52:26 GMT -5
Post by Sky on Jul 7, 2006 23:52:26 GMT -5
Seeing her embarrassment, Sky politely abided by her request as he turned his back to her and shrugged out of his jacket. As any gentleman would, he tossed it over to her and said, "Here. Take this."
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Jul 8, 2006 5:35:55 GMT -5
Christine smiled as she slipped it on. Of course it was big on her, but it did the job. "Thanks," she said softly. She quickly fastened it enough so she looked decent. "Okay, you can look."
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Post by Sky on Jul 8, 2006 6:37:14 GMT -5
Turning around to face her again, a soft smile crossed Sky's face as he said simply, "It suits you. You should keep it."
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Jul 8, 2006 6:48:38 GMT -5
"Are you sure?" she asked softly. "It is yours." She did like the feel of the coat around her though, and it did have eau de Sky - something that would come in handy when he was out and about as the beast.
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Post by Sky on Jul 8, 2006 6:51:50 GMT -5
"No, it's not mine," Sky replied with a laugh. "It's yours. I said that you should keep it and I meant it. Consider it a thank you gift."
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Jul 8, 2006 6:59:04 GMT -5
Christine smiled at him and walked over slowly, awarding him with a hug. "Thank you," she said softly, her eyes crinkling up in delight.
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Post by Sky on Jul 8, 2006 7:28:50 GMT -5
Raising his brows, Sky replied humorously, not fully understanding why Christine was reacting the way she was, "What's all this fuss about, hmm? It's just a jacket - not anything nearly as great as that birthday present you gave me."
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Jul 8, 2006 7:31:17 GMT -5
"Call it my brief foray into acting like a proper female who gushes over clothes," Christine said with a light laugh. "And you like it? Really?" she asked, hope clear in her voice. "I almost didn't get the statue because I thought you might find it offensive..."
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Post by Sky on Jul 8, 2006 7:35:12 GMT -5
Sky lightly shrugged aside her worries about offending him as he replied with a smile, "It was a highly well made piece; only a fool would find fault with it."
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Jul 8, 2006 7:39:29 GMT -5
She smiled and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I should be grateful that my mother isn't here," she said with a light laugh. "Because there's no doubt in my mind you'd try to pull a similiar stunt like you did when we were kids."
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Post by Sky on Jul 8, 2006 7:43:21 GMT -5
Sky furrowed his brow as he said with mock confusion, "Apparently my mind has failed me, madame because I certainly do not remember pulling any such stunts that you speak of while vacationing on your mother's realm. In fact, if I recall correctly, I was the picture of a politeness and amiability the whole time that I was there."
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