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Post by The Smith on May 20, 2008 22:28:49 GMT -5
Timm squatted down and picked up a piece of dried peach, then he placed it in her mouth. And held it shut. "I will do it for every piece of food is I must. You are not eating just for yourself woman, stop being so fussy."
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Post by brigida on May 20, 2008 22:31:14 GMT -5
Tristeza eyes him irritatedly, her mood changing suddenly as it was prone to do during such times. "And why do you care?" she hissed, "Surely you hate the idea of my being tied to him by a child."
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Post by The Smith on May 20, 2008 22:40:05 GMT -5
Timm nodded, and a small smile spread across his face, "I would hate that idea very much."
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Post by brigida on May 20, 2008 22:41:09 GMT -5
Tristeza's eyes narrowed distastefully at him; "and why are you smiling?" she said with the tone of an accusation.
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Post by The Smith on May 20, 2008 22:46:53 GMT -5
Timm looked to the door, "I love you company Tristeza, especially when you are being so pleasant." Then looking back to her he pointed to his ear and shook his head 'no'.
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Post by brigida on May 20, 2008 22:48:54 GMT -5
Tristeza gazed at him for a long moment, suspicion evident upon her face, before she heaved herself with an effort from the low rocking chair, and stalked angrily to the door. She opened it to its full extent violently.
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Post by The Smith on May 20, 2008 22:52:40 GMT -5
The two guards turned to look at her, and her large belly and bow.
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Post by brigida on May 20, 2008 22:54:20 GMT -5
Tristeza glared at them without comment, and slammed the door. She turned to Timm, and crossed half the room towards him. Then she stopped suddenly, and beckoned him with the first finger of her right hand.
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Post by The Smith on May 20, 2008 23:01:46 GMT -5
Timm looked at her and walked over to her, "Yes?"
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Post by brigida on May 20, 2008 23:03:54 GMT -5
"Why were you smiling?" she whispered suspicously.
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Post by The Smith on May 20, 2008 23:06:13 GMT -5
"I can count." He smiled at her.
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Post by brigida on May 20, 2008 23:07:40 GMT -5
"Count...?" she spat disdainfully, clearly expecting an explanation of this answer.
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Post by The Smith on May 20, 2008 23:08:49 GMT -5
Timm looked down ate her belly significantly, and the back at her face, "I can count backwards..."
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Post by brigida on May 20, 2008 23:10:37 GMT -5
Tristeza glared at him for thoughtful moment, still as rock, tense as a snake ready to spring. Without warning she threw a violent punch in the direction of his jaw.
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Post by The Smith on May 20, 2008 23:12:20 GMT -5
Timm moved his head back, and turned his head with the blow, but he could still feel his jaw ring. Rubbing at his mouth, he looked at her, "I will never speak of it."
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Hope you all are well and happy.