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Post by abigail on Jan 21, 2010 19:14:29 GMT -5
"She tried calling someone Sir? That is odd. I should probably start going through her dressers for pot." Abby said. Maybe her darling was finally starting to take after her. But the likelyhood of that was slim. She was a very strong willed person, as well as bouncy and energitic. But that was her Resa.
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Post by Damion on Jan 21, 2010 19:21:11 GMT -5
"If she is anything like you or me you probably should." Damion said. He didn't do pot when he was younger he mostly just drank.
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Post by abigail on Jan 21, 2010 19:34:33 GMT -5
"I'll take that as insult, thank you very much. I stayed clean my teen years. Sonja and I just reeked havoc around our settlement. That was our drug."
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Post by Damion on Jan 21, 2010 19:37:46 GMT -5
"Ahh but you still had a drug." Damion said. It wasn't normal yet there was still tention but they weren't yelling at each other.
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Post by abigail on Jan 22, 2010 9:57:01 GMT -5
"Hmm..whatever." She said. Liam came running into the kitchen.
"What is it Sweetie?" She asked, bending down to eye level.
"Pie! Sissy cut a piece for me! She said so on her way out!" He said.
Abigail sighed and found the piece.
"Yay!" Liam said, taking it and sitting down at the kitchen table. He saw Damion.
"You're the person that said the bad word on Sunday!" He said, gazing up in awe.
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Post by Damion on Jan 22, 2010 10:03:32 GMT -5
Damion smiled. He scratched his head. "Yeah that was me." Damion said.
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Post by abigail on Jan 22, 2010 10:09:43 GMT -5
"Ohhh!!!!" Liam said. "That wasn't very nice! You shouldn't say bad words! That's what Rassi soliders say."
"Whatever keeps him from saying them." Abby whispered. She went back to stirring, but was watching her son eat.
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Post by Damion on Jan 22, 2010 10:11:53 GMT -5
"Yes they do say them a lot. Trust me." Damion told him. He nodded to Abby. It was a good way to keep the kid from saying them.
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Post by abigail on Jan 22, 2010 10:16:28 GMT -5
"Really?! You've seen Rassi soliders?" Liam asked, suddenly quite interested in him. "Are they tall with horns? Do they really carry around pitchforks?"
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Post by Damion on Jan 22, 2010 10:19:41 GMT -5
Damion smiled. "Yes thier horns curl around and the pitch forks are on fire. Never forget their fangs." Damion said.
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Post by abigail on Jan 22, 2010 10:21:32 GMT -5
Liam stared at him, wide eyed.
"They have fangs?" He whispered in awe. "What else do they have?"
Abigail nodded at Damion approvingly.
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Post by Damion on Jan 22, 2010 10:24:34 GMT -5
"They have long finger and toe nails that are broken and chipped. A few even have claws." Damion continued for Liam. Damion had a flash of what had actually happened while he was there and shook his head.
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Post by abigail on Jan 22, 2010 10:30:17 GMT -5
"Claws?" He asked, whispering. "Wow. Dey sound mean! Meanies!"
Liam finished his pie and hopped down from the table.
"Imma go play now Mommy!" He said, running to the door.
"Be careful Love!" Abby said. He nodded determinedly and ran out the door.
"That boy." She said, with a soft smile on her face.
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Post by Damion on Jan 22, 2010 10:38:01 GMT -5
"He seems sweet. But of course all kids that age do." Damion said. The kid was innocent; Damion just hoped that lasted.
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Post by abigail on Jan 22, 2010 10:41:51 GMT -5
"Yeah. That's my Liam. Sweet as a rose since he was born. I worry about him though. He can be too friendly sometimes. I just don't want him falling into a bad crowd this early into life, or worse, being captured by Rasselians." Abby said, shuddering. "That's a fate worse than death."
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