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"No. I'm messing with you. Lance. Put me down now?"

"...Okay." He set her down.

2015-11-02 07:53:54

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I let go of her ankles and crossed my arms. "...oh. What were you doing in here? Painting for Kinsley?"

2015-11-02 07:55:51

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"Mhmm." She nodded.

"And proving that they can be a man sometimes." Jackson added.

2015-11-02 07:58:09

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"I...can see that. Why, exactly?"

2015-11-02 07:59:48

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"...No real reason, actually." Did she need a reason?

2015-11-02 08:00:58

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"...okay. And using Madison as a canvas?"

2015-11-02 08:02:03

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"It seemed like a good idea. Why? You jealous?" Jackson asked. "Do you want me to paint on you?"

2015-11-02 08:02:58

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"Not particularly. Just curious."

2015-11-02 08:04:22

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"Suit yourself." Jackson giggled.

2015-11-02 08:06:18

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Oh, that's right. "Hey, Seculus?" "....yes?" He seemed nervous. "What do you say to getting an apartment together? It's not like anything near here is all together cheap, and I'm desperate to get out of my place too." "As in...move in together?" "That's generally what that entails." "Oh. I suppose that is a good idea in theory." ....yeah, I figured he'd hate the idea. Dammit, everyone thinks I'm too much of an asshole to...."...well, alright, why not. I will be needing a roommate." I blinked. "Really?" "Yes, I don't see a reason not to. Unless you plan on pointing something out for whatever reason." "...of course not." /Yesss/.

2015-11-02 08:12:48

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"...I /did/ see something about a two bedroom apartment for rent a couple days ago. Try there." Ivory informed the two of them. Well, looks like they were going to get along just fine.

2015-11-02 08:15:27

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"Actually, I saw something on the way back from work too. Here, I'll look it up on your computer." He moved towards her room.

2015-11-02 08:17:20

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She followed him out of the room.

2015-11-02 08:18:04

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The second she left, Kinsley opened his mouth and looked at me. I sighed and put a palm to my face. "Okay, fine, /what/." "I-I was just wondering, could you say 'I am lying' for me?" "What? Why? Do you want to hear me admit it or something?" "Well, no, just...please say it?" "Fine. Whatever. I am lyin--" There was a loud cracking sound and my nose snapped off a lot closer to the base than I generally kept it down to. He stared, and almost looked disappointed as I tried to figure out how much nose I'd lost.

2015-11-02 08:21:02

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Satan walked into Walgreens, running her hands through her hair. Her face was kept covered, but her arms were now exposed in a knee length black and red corset dress. A bottle was attached to her neck on a choker, with Haybien inside. " We'll just leave him here and if he gets out I'll just shove him back inside." She spoke as she entered the store.

2015-11-03 07:40:10

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"Why does this still seem like /such/ a terrible idea? Oh, that's right, because you came up with it. What if he gets hurt? Or stepped on, or broken to bits by someone being rough with the bottle?"

2015-11-03 07:42:16

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"Not my problem, now is it? I'll just have to find another devil." She removed the ribbon choker and placed it on a random shelf.

2015-11-03 07:43:44

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"You can't just /do/ that. ...I'm worried." They picked the bottle back up, the green eye on their hand blinking through the glass.

2015-11-03 07:45:26

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She took the bottle. "I'm Satan. I know what I'm about." Then set it back down.

2015-11-03 07:46:28

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"You're about pain and suffering, so somehow that doesn't make me trust your judgement any more."

2015-11-03 07:47:55

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"I'm about whatever I want to be, and right now it's about letting Haybien roll around in a bottle like a hamster for a few hours as he tries to break the bottle and escape."

2015-11-03 07:49:10

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"You mean break his neck."

2015-11-03 07:49:35

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"That too."

2015-11-03 07:50:22

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"I'm fixing him if that happens."

2015-11-03 07:50:38

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"Okay, fine."

2015-11-03 07:51:24