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Paul Rovia ([personal profile] hippie_ninja) wrote2022-06-27 04:36 pm
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[personal profile] hippie_ninja 2022-12-19 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
He shakes his head. "That's what I was going to do after I checked in with you."
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[personal profile] handleyourshit 2022-12-22 02:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't suppose there's any real chance that I can get you to not do that," she comments, dry.
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[personal profile] hippie_ninja 2022-12-22 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"It was the fog," he says gently. "It affected everyone. He wasn't like that with me. So I think I need to check on him."
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[personal profile] handleyourshit 2022-12-23 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
His tone makes her eyes narrow, but she doesn't snap again or push.

"You'll be careful? Because if I have to do anything, it won't be the fog."
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[personal profile] hippie_ninja 2022-12-23 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"I won't let him hurt me." He's confident Midnighter won't try, but if he does, Jesus is ready to fight and run. "He wanted me to hurt him last time. I just want to talk now."
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[personal profile] handleyourshit 2022-12-24 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"You always want to talk," she huffs; unless, of course, he doesn't.

"But okay. I start training in two days, so I don't know how much free time I'll have, but I will make time if I have to."
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