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THE VOICE IN YOUR NIGHTMARES

[applelimber.livejournal.com]

So. Pris is staying with you, huh.

['Hello! How are you? Nice weather we're having...'

Yeah, screw all that.]

THE VOICEMAIL IS COMING FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE

[redknives]

[God. Dammit.]

Don't tell me you wanna drop by too. This ain't a visitor's center.

/cuts the phone lines

[applelimber.livejournal.com]

C'mon, you wouldn't deny her some company, would you? Might even be a six-pack in it for you.

Then again, I wouldn't wanna interrupt anything.

nooooo

[redknives]

Real funny. There's nothing to interrupt, she's just here until the headquarters are back together. That's all.

...are you bribing me?

[applelimber.livejournal.com]

What? Just noticing that you've been spending more time together lately, that's all. You even went to her rescue, right?

Well that depends. Is it working?

[redknives]

I... yeah b-- hey, don't read so much into it! I couldn't just leave her-- Arthur went too, y'know.

[Huff. Pause.]

[Well, he could use the drink...]

Maybe.

If she wants to see you.

[applelimber.livejournal.com]

Sure you could've. But you didn't. I wonder why.

[Is she grinning? You're goddamn right she's grinning. And making kissing sounds.]

Oi, just don't be sniffing her just because she sleeps now.

Tell her I'll see her soon.

[redknives]

Maybe because unlike some people, I'm not about to turn my back on someone who still needs me.

[Is he talking about Isley? The other Claymores? Who knows, but enjoy the honesty!]

And I'm not sn-- that's gross. I already said nothin's going on, are those big ears of yours just for decoration or what?

...fine, but you better not bring me any watered-down shit or I'm gonna toss all six of 'em through your goddamn windows.

[applelimber.livejournal.com]

My bar doesn't have watered-down shit!

[Oh sure, that makes her mad.]

[redknives]

I don't give a crap, just as long as that's not 'cause you're passing it off on me.