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Post by MilkChocolateCandy on Oct 11, 2012 21:45:11 GMT -5
She jumped at the sudden voice, ending up slipping and falling into a big puddle.
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Post by msfcatlover on Oct 11, 2012 21:49:26 GMT -5
"Oh dear..." He shifted his grip on the papers and held out one hand, offering to help her back to her feet.
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Post by MilkChocolateCandy on Oct 11, 2012 21:51:34 GMT -5
She cringed backwards, away from him.
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Post by msfcatlover on Oct 11, 2012 21:54:51 GMT -5
"Hey now, I just want to help." He smiled and wiggled the finers of his outtretche hand, encouragingly. "Nothing to be afraid of, Miss."
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Post by MilkChocolateCandy on Oct 11, 2012 21:56:26 GMT -5
She continued to back away. eyes wide in terror.
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Post by msfcatlover on Oct 11, 2012 22:01:46 GMT -5
"Am I really that threatening?" he asked, looking hurt. "I couldn't hurt you if I wanted to, Miss, I promise." Admittedly, the smallish-man in his neat outfit, armfull of papers, and slowly slipping glasses wasn't exactly an imposing figure...
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Post by MilkChocolateCandy on Oct 11, 2012 22:04:17 GMT -5
Slowly, she scrambled to her feet, her bare feet skidding as she struggle to make traction in the slick mud. Once up, she kept her distance.
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Post by msfcatlover on Oct 11, 2012 22:08:22 GMT -5
"You really ought to be wearing shoes. And a coat," he added, almost as an after thought. "You're soaking wet..."
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Post by MilkChocolateCandy on Oct 11, 2012 22:11:00 GMT -5
"I know." The two words sounded strained, as though it had taken everything she had to get them out.
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Post by msfcatlover on Oct 11, 2012 22:17:18 GMT -5
He smiled, pleased to have gotten some response out of her that wasn't purely negitive. It faded back into a concerned frown after a moment. "You're going to get sick running around like that. What happened to the shoes you were wearing yesterday?"
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Post by MilkChocolateCandy on Oct 11, 2012 22:18:25 GMT -5
"I left them at the house."
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Post by theschweetgal on Oct 11, 2012 22:21:59 GMT -5
(Can I write a scene with Nik...?)
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Post by MilkChocolateCandy on Oct 11, 2012 22:22:09 GMT -5
(Ok)
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Post by msfcatlover on Oct 11, 2012 22:22:19 GMT -5
(One last bit here?)
Pendleton sighed, relieved. "Well, it's good to know you've got somewhere to go when you get tired; I was beginning to worry you slept in the park. This time of year, that's never a good plan..."
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Post by MilkChocolateCandy on Oct 11, 2012 22:23:18 GMT -5
She gave a tense nod.
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