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Post by Prudence on Jul 18, 2009 21:33:15 GMT -5
Prudence laughs loudly. "Hahaha! Heirlooms! You think I have heirlooms!" She pauses to catch her breath and continues with a smile. "I'll not let him carry my vinyl, that's for certain. But really, you want me to actually move in move in? Like, for more than just my little research period? I mean, of course I will, but that just seems like a lapse in reasoning than an actual thing."
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Post by Sir_Integral on Jul 18, 2009 23:18:23 GMT -5
"After research, of course, you have a book to write, and where, may I ask, are you going to write, If you have to worry about making a living? You certianly can't write while doing most jobs. Not that you would, if given the opportunity." Integral fidgets with a button on her blouse. "I'd love for you to stay. For as long as you want, and if you're ever in need... As I said, Friends are rare for me and I've got to keep them alive and in human-form for as long as possiable."
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Post by Prudence on Jul 19, 2009 1:04:55 GMT -5
Prudence grins widely. "You are kind of ridiculously generous. As long as you're willing to keep me as an expense on the government, I'll be glad to stay, and stay un-undead as long as possible." She gives her friend another quick hug before continuing with the task at hand. "I think I found one that's not too...cleavgey. Well, it's a little bit clevagey, but I'm kind of a show off, so it works out."
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Post by Sir_Integral on Jul 19, 2009 12:06:12 GMT -5
Integral glares at Prudence. "Prudence Harman, As much as I love you, there's no way I would possiably keep you as an expense on my goverment. I already have Alucard for that! You're not much of an expense at all...everyone in my home has to be fed and kept in clean bed linens, The only difference will be your clothing, and...well...Someone in this family should wear dresses on a simi-regular basis, as you well know...My budget for clothing often exceeds my desires."
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Post by Prudence on Jul 19, 2009 21:13:03 GMT -5
Prudence grins. "Just as long as you don't try handing me any sort of lethal weapons, I can foresee no problems." She imagines herself attempting to use a gun for a moment, ending in a bullet in her own foot. She steps to the side and begins to feel some of the fabrics around her.
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Post by Sir_Integral on Jul 20, 2009 0:19:45 GMT -5
Integral smirks and shakes her head. "No. I'm afraid all you'd have to do is talk the enemy to death!"
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