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Akefia, is it okay if I came home? I don’t like it here. There’s too many people and they keep me up at night! And I miss Ra… And Squalo-san… can I call him Squalo? We lived together for two months. You’d think we could drop that…
Atem-san, can I call you just Atem? We’re friends, right? I don’t want to be so formal anymore. Friends shouldn’t act like you’re interacting with their parents’ friends.
You’re welcome to a free nibble anytime I’m not fainting like a little girl, Seth. You and your yami. Just don’t take too much. Akefia wouldn’t like that. And the bruises would be hard to hide.
Why won’t my roommates talk to me? Am I really that boring? Sure, I was AWOL for a while, but I’m not a bloody ghost. Or an alien from another bloody planet.
I need some tea…
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Date: 2010-02-16 12:25 am (UTC)From:I should organise a tea party.
Will you come?
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Date: 2010-02-16 12:27 am (UTC)From:I'm busy being cooped up in my Rapunzelesqe dorm room where I can't escape and my hair isn't long enough for anyone to climb up on.
But thank you for the offer.
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Date: 2010-02-16 12:33 am (UTC)From:Where I'm at, I can't be rescued. Sorry, love.
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Date: 2010-02-16 12:32 am (UTC)From:Being very formal is rather tiring.
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Date: 2010-02-16 12:39 am (UTC)From:A reputation I've building for years in order to save some part of myself.
Did you know that the Spirit hated it when I was overly polite? It annoyed him and a way of rebelling against him.
It was fun.
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Date: 2010-02-16 12:40 am (UTC)From:And no, I had not known that.
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Date: 2010-02-16 12:45 am (UTC)From:Have you ever noticed I hardly ever do things for myself? It's quite astounding if you think about it. A seventeen year old that can't even stand up for himself.
How sad.
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Date: 2010-02-16 12:48 am (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2010-02-16 02:29 am (UTC)From:Oh my, and I thought I was special~
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Date: 2010-02-16 02:35 am (UTC)From:I'd like to venture a guess and say you fed Atem as well? Because I have.
We are all just victims of the food chain, aren't we Russia-san?
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Date: 2010-02-16 02:38 am (UTC)From:Oh well~
Apparently we are all blood bags- and here I was being selfless for a change off of my own perogative.
Oh well, not making that mistake again, Да?
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Date: 2010-02-16 02:46 am (UTC)From:Oh wait.
I -was- a weak little girl! Breasts and everything! It was quite an experience.
But I guess that's what happens when you're in the presence of the all-mighty Atem: You faint at the first bite of him.
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Date: 2010-02-16 02:56 am (UTC)From:Oh, so true~
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Date: 2010-02-16 03:33 am (UTC)From:He had a -dark- look in his eye and watching my heart beat beneath my skin. It was quite frightening. But I could never be frightened of Atem. He's a good guy, after all. He would never hurt me~
Next thing I knew, he had finished feeding off my wrist and I fainted in his arms.
Some heroine I turned out to be.
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Date: 2010-02-16 03:46 am (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2010-02-16 04:56 am (UTC)From:Of course you can come home when you want.
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Date: 2010-02-16 05:11 am (UTC)From:[He's instantly awake, almost falling off the bed. He catches his balance and looks around the room, seeing that he was alone. It was cold in the room, so he closed the window, shivering.]
Don't scare me like that! My chest is still bruised, it doesn't need to be bruised again!
[He looks around the room, seeing his laptop open on the nightstand. Didn't he close it before going to sleep? He reached over and closed it, rubbing his eyes]
What's wrong? I was finally getting some sleep...
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