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Post by Copper on Sept 16, 2011 6:51:04 GMT -5
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Post by Wraith on Sept 16, 2011 9:21:36 GMT -5
"That's a good name! It's like pennies," Wraith approved, pulling one out of her pocket and holding it thoughtfully up next to his hair.
((I love how the only way she ever becomes comfortable with a guy is by getting high with him.))
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Post by Copper on Sept 16, 2011 10:31:11 GMT -5
"Exxxxxxactly," he slurred, winking at her playfully.
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Post by Wraith on Sept 17, 2011 11:51:59 GMT -5
She beamed and bounced the penny on the floor. It went rolling off into the shadows. She waved goodbye to it. "You're nice," she announced.
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Copper
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Post by Copper on Sept 17, 2011 20:46:27 GMT -5
"Fifty percent of the time, yes," he agreed. "You're... Tiny..."
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Post by Wraith on Sept 17, 2011 20:51:10 GMT -5
Wraith pouted. "I've been told I can be quite intimidating."
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Copper
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Post by Copper on Sept 17, 2011 20:59:07 GMT -5
This was the most hilarious thing Copper had ever heard in the history of today.
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Post by Wraith on Sept 17, 2011 21:07:04 GMT -5
She flopped back onto her pillow and sighed. This was what you got when you didn't tell anyone about all the people you'd shot, or stabbed, or suffocated. Or the cops you'd blackmailed, or the pretty girls you'd landed, or the prize fighters from Five Points who did pretty much anything you asked them to. She was probably one of the most badass people in Manhattan under the age of sixteen, and no one would even believe her if she told them.
"Fine," she muttered. "No more butterflies for you."
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Copper
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Post by Copper on Sept 17, 2011 21:08:39 GMT -5
"Then I guess that means you don't want any of the kittens than I got," he grinned, petting an imaginary animal.
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Post by Wraith on Sept 17, 2011 21:13:07 GMT -5
Wraith looked at his hand doubtfully. "I think your kitten is a ghost."
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Post by Copper on Sept 17, 2011 21:16:44 GMT -5
"No, you just can't see it. It's an invisible kitten."
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Post by Wraith on Sept 17, 2011 21:27:12 GMT -5
"Oh," said Wraith, thinking this over. "Well, I'm sure she's a nice kitten. I know how to disappear, you know, and it's very handy. So you can tell your kitten that I said she's very good, for an amateur. I think I can see a bit of her tail...and one or two whiskers." She looked at him with such solemn eyes that it really wasn't clear whether she was joking or just high. Then she took in another lungful of opium, and her eyes fluttered shut.
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Post by Copper on Sept 17, 2011 21:30:22 GMT -5
That seemed like a good idea.
Copper closed his eyes and started to drift. All his worries, troubles, and those little voices started to fade away.
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