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Post by Asmer Hiver on Jul 17, 2010 16:50:25 GMT -5
"Night, darling," she said, and started back to her room.
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Post by Draven Walker on Jul 17, 2010 16:52:20 GMT -5
He went to the couch and crashed on it.
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Post by Asmer Hiver on Jul 17, 2010 17:38:33 GMT -5
Asmer woke up the next morning to a very annoying knock on her door. She got up and went to answer it. Draven still passed out on the couch.
When she got to the door her Aunt slammed into the house. "ASMER ELANA HARLAND HIVER!" Her aunt yelled. "I have been knocking for five minutes! What have you been doing?" Right then her aunt looked over at the couch. "And what is a boy like that doing on your couch? ASMER! Are you in trouble?" her aunt went on. "I told you this wasn't a good idea. You cannot live off such a megear living as your 'doctor' work. What is this place anyway? Is it even habitable. AND THAT GOD AWFUL FURNITURE! My dear, My dear. We must change this right away."
"Welcome to my new home, Auntie. It's such a pleasure to see you again. Want to meet my boyfriend?" Asmer muttered.
"What was that?" her aunt said.
"Nothing, Auntie. Just glad to have you back." she said.
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Post by Draven Walker on Jul 17, 2010 17:44:44 GMT -5
"Hey darlin', what's goin' on?" He asked, groggily getting up. "Who's this?"
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Post by Asmer Hiver on Jul 17, 2010 17:55:40 GMT -5
Before Asmer could answer.
"Who is he?" Her aunt snapped. "Why is there a male in your apartment. You have not mentioned any man in any of your nonexistant letters."
"Sorry, Auntie. I haven't had much time to write," she said, wishing there was a corner where she could curl up. Her aunt was back in her life. "Draven, this is my aunt, Harmena Hiver."
"You can call me Mrs. Hiver." her aunt said stiffly. "Who are you?"
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Post by Draven Walker on Jul 17, 2010 17:59:49 GMT -5
"I'm Draven Walker. I'm her boyfriend, m'am." He said. "It's a pleasure."
He took Asmer's hand and squeezed it. She did not look too pleased. Or that confident. Or really anything.
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Post by Asmer Hiver on Jul 17, 2010 18:12:59 GMT -5
Her aunt put on a fake smile and said, "Pleasure to meet you," she said.
Asmer took a mental breath.
"Auntie would you like tea?" she asked.
"Yes, make me that one for the joint pain." her aunt said.
Asmer gave a small curtsy, squeezed Draven's hand and said, "Right away, Auntie. Why don't you sit down in the living room while I make it?"
Her aunt nodded. "I believe I will."
"Draven, give me some help?" Asmer asked.
Her aunt cut her off. "No, I want to get to know this boy," her aunt said grabbing the boy and dragging him with her.
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Post by Draven Walker on Jul 17, 2010 18:14:44 GMT -5
"Yes M'am?" He asked, being drug off.
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Post by Harmena on Jul 17, 2010 18:24:00 GMT -5
Harmena wiped out what ever fungus she figured was on the god awful decor in the apartment and sat down.
"What do you do for a living, boy?" she asked.
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Post by Draven Walker on Jul 17, 2010 18:25:41 GMT -5
"I'm a ship captain, M'am." He said.
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Post by Harmena on Jul 17, 2010 18:31:00 GMT -5
"What is your ship? How big is the crew? Who's your father? What's your last name?" she shot off
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Post by Draven Walker on Jul 17, 2010 18:33:40 GMT -5
"My ship is called the Emerald, it's got ten permanent members and ten that come on and off. My father is Ronald Walker, Jr. My last name is Walker." He said.
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Post by Harmena on Jul 17, 2010 18:40:06 GMT -5
"Is your father a Captian as well? It a family tradition?" she asked. She held back a shutter. She did not want her great nephew, to be a sailor. Unsavory proffession. Now a cook.
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Post by Draven Walker on Jul 17, 2010 18:48:18 GMT -5
"Yes, it is M'am." He said. "My father and my grandfather, as well as my uncle and several of my cousins."
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Post by Harmena on Jul 17, 2010 18:55:01 GMT -5
She nodded.
"How close are you to my niece?" she asked, glareing almost.
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