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Post by Script on Sept 26, 2011 10:12:37 GMT -5
"That's the best way to start. Just be open, honest." She patted her shoulder affectionately. "And if you ever need anything - anything - you know where to find me." She smiled at her. While she wasn't going to tell Goblin the specifics of their afternoon together, she was excited to tell him she'd bonded with his sister. Surely, that was worth several steps up on the Win Goblin Over scale.
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Wraith
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Post by Wraith on Sept 26, 2011 10:26:12 GMT -5
"I think I'm the one who owes you favors at this point," Wraith said. "Seriously...if you ever need anyone followed, spied on, caught unawares..." Sometimes she really did think she should go into business as an all-around stealth master. She finished wiping down the counter and took the bag of baked goods from the table. "Thanks again, Script. And good luck with my brother. Just let me know if he misbehaves in any way."
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Post by Script on Sept 26, 2011 10:37:52 GMT -5
Script arched her brow and laughed a little at her offer. "Thanks, I'll keep that in mind. And you'll be the first to know if Goblin ever upsets me. No one guilt-trips like family." She grinned at her. "Enjoy the goodies. And good luck with, ya know...everything." She smiled again and hugged her without hesitation.
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Post by Wraith on Sept 26, 2011 10:51:32 GMT -5
Wraith tentatively hugged Script back. She was very much won over by her openness and kindness, though she could certainly see how Goblin's touch issues would be...well, issues when he was with her. Then she stepped back with a slightly mischievous smile that was eerily reminiscent of her brother. "And now I'm going to show off a little." She backed up into the shadow of a cabinet, and a second later, she was, quite simply, gone.
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Post by Script on Sept 26, 2011 10:57:33 GMT -5
Script blinked in surprise, then snorted a little as she laughed, shaking her head. "Oh, boy." Between Goblin and Wraith, she never really knew what to expect. Or what she was getting herself into. But she liked them, both of them. She'd always taken for granted that she had a good family, a loving home. And it wasn't until after her mother died that her father became...distant. Maybe even a little...empty. She frowned to herself as she moved to clean up the kitchen. She didn't want to think about her father, not after being in such a good mood all morning. She stood at the sink, back to the door, scrubbing at a used cookie sheet.
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Post by Script on Sept 26, 2011 18:25:43 GMT -5
((So, Script totally misses Goblin, haha))
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