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Post by Rocket! on May 17, 2009 14:48:47 GMT -5
Mora warmed up to that topic right away. "Books. I'm a big fan of 'em. Well, Not in general, I guess," she hastily added, "but some can be really good! Here," she said, pulling one out of a pocket, "look at this one!"
How to Kill with a Water Bottle
Umm......
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Post by Dante on May 17, 2009 15:13:59 GMT -5
Dante stared at the book for what seemed to be the longest time before he even dared to say anything. "Yeah... I can see how that would be... really good." He turned his head, hoping that Mora wasn't carrying some magical bottle of water with here. That... would cause a time paradox.
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Post by Rocket! on May 17, 2009 15:19:29 GMT -5
"What?" Mora looked from Dante's less than convinced face to the book.
Um.
"Whoops!" Needless to say, it went straight back to her pocket. "Heh heh. Eh, wrong book!" Smiling cheesily, as if that made up for the mental scars, she pulled out another book and tossed it to Dante.
A Breif History of Everything; Unabridged Version
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Post by Dante on May 20, 2009 15:08:54 GMT -5
Dante caught the book, reading the title cover. He then flipped through the pages, skimming the information and raising an eyebrow. Pretty weird, although not as odd as carrying the book on killing. Why did Mora even have that, anyways? "Interesting. Let's see if it flies." The warrior tossed it back to the gunner, scratching his head as he looked down. "I guess it's your turn? On a side note, have you found any traces of your friend here?"
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Post by Rocket! on May 20, 2009 15:25:13 GMT -5
[OH RIGHT. ^_^;;;]
Mora very nearly missed the book as it flew towards her. Shooting her hand up into the air, and barely nabbing the spine, Mora hefted the book down and right into the pocket once more.
"Not really, no." she replied with a frown. "Though I guess I don't really know what kind of traces I'd find."
Clasping her hands together, Mora let her eyes wander and her hands mingle as her mind drifted around the small wealth of knowledge she had for a question to ask Dante. Not exactly a ton of questions you can ask when you can't prod into his history-- which made her silently all that much more curious-- but there's always something to ask, eight?
Ooh... here's one! "Hollow Bast-- I mean Radiant Garden. Why're you here?"
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Post by Dante on May 20, 2009 15:36:16 GMT -5
Dante smiled. "Well, I was actually here for a short vacation. Then, I met you near the Bailey. That's all there is to it." The warrior tapped his foot as he stared up. Come on, Dante. Think. There's gotta be some type of question... Dante shook his head. "I've got nothing, so ask away until I find something. By the way, you left home, right? Did this guy come with you? If so, were you split up?"
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Post by Rocket! on May 20, 2009 16:03:12 GMT -5
"Well, that sounds like something to ask, don't you think?" Mora asked. Gripping a siderail, she pulled herself up towards the top of the staircase as she thought. "Yeah, I left home. Not much going on there."
"The guy," she continued, "is someone I haven't seen in years, actually. More than anything, I'm here with the vain hope that I can get the chance to tell him why I left."
"And that," her first finger shot into the air in emphasis, "is something I won't be going into detail about."
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Post by Dante on May 21, 2009 13:38:29 GMT -5
"No need to. I can tell that this man is somewhat like a father, or brother figure to you. Really isn't hard to tell. So, are you gonna go, or what? It's your turn, knuckle head." Dante laughed, following Mora so he could get out of this place. Dante wasn't much of a role
model or a figure to be looked up to. He was a bad example when it came to a few certain things, although his manners were quite good. Still, most parents don't want their children burping in public and then laughing about it with friends.
He doubted that anyone even wanted to have him as a role model. No one would be able to follow in his steps, anyways. Unless they like the idea of becoming a slave, of course.
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Post by Rocket! on May 21, 2009 13:42:35 GMT -5
"Okay..." she said with a scrunched up face. "I've got one. Arch nemesis." That she said with a smile.
[Es short. >>; Sorry.]
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Post by Dante on Jun 1, 2009 12:18:32 GMT -5
"Don't have one. Yet." The warrior stopped suddenly, tired of all of these questions. These things have dragged on longer than the days of the summer. "Here's my question... Why are we still asking questions? Most of them are really stupid, the majority being mine, but still."
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Post by Rocket! on Jun 5, 2009 10:59:15 GMT -5
Mora shrugged nonchalantly. "Meh. Something to do, right? But if you're bored of it..." Gripping a side door as she pushed it open, Mora stuck her head in a doorway.
[How about some Heartless to spice things up?]
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I did post in shades of grey if anyone even remembers that lmao