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Post by Diane McLain on Dec 16, 2009 2:20:08 GMT
She smiled, bounding forwards and almost tackling him as she grabbed onto his waist, holding tightly, a hyperactive smile all over her face. "Right. To Ms Jackson's then?" she asked, not sure if she'd taken in the information right in her confused mind.
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Post by Antosha Cobb on Dec 16, 2009 2:37:48 GMT
"Yes." Antosha mumbled. As Diane got more and more energetic he felt like dropping, and staying. Maybe he would even sit, for the right treat. Antosha smiled, feeling himself lean against De for support. That's right, move it! Julie was eager to move, trying to speed everyone up by waving her hands at them.
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Post by Diane McLain on Dec 16, 2009 2:45:08 GMT
She smiled, grabbing a hold of his belt and tugging on it, practically dragging him forwards towards the headteacher's office. "Perfect." she said, facing forwards, smiling and ready to begin the 'adventure'.
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Post by Antosha Cobb on Dec 16, 2009 12:04:54 GMT
Antosha grimaced, wondering why in the world he was getting dragged into this. Or at least why was his belt being dragged into this. Him by his belt? Oh well, it didn't really matter. He felt himself stumbled forward to keep pace with Julie and Diane, what had the girls gotten into anyway?
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Post by Diane McLain on Dec 16, 2009 15:42:25 GMT
She stopped suddenly, dropping his belt and flexing her hand. She hadn't realised how tightly she'd been holding onto it, and it wasn't exactly comfortable. She paid it little attention though, looking around. They were standing, half way from the upper building to the lower one, when she suddenly though, "Antosha... Ms Jackson won't be in her office at this hour, and she doesn't live on campus..." she said, looking around in case anything could help her figure out where to go and what to do.
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Post by Antosha Cobb on Dec 17, 2009 11:27:31 GMT
Antosha sighed, cocking his head just so, as if he were listening to a woman's voice. Which, in fact he was. "We could go to her house down in town." he said smiling, glad to be of use. His voice cracked, splitting his insides wide open. Not literally, but that's what it felt like. Exposed and raw he forced himself to focus on Ms Jackson, locate, track, teleport. The jack of his trade he had he pegged in moments, yay for being able to know which mind was her's. "She's home, awake." he winked at De, trying not to double over in pain. The spell had long since worn off so he was running off of his typical cocktail of medications.
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Post by Diane McLain on Dec 17, 2009 15:40:37 GMT
She looked at him, concern written all over her face, pausing as she just stood, feeling the breeze wash over them. She was thinking, slowly, giving them a chance to catch up their thoughts. "Antosha..." she said slowly, putting her hand in his. "You know we don't have to. Lets call Ms Jackson, tell her whats happening, and go to bed? I don't think we can take this..." she said, shaking her head, "We're both not with it, and in the end we're both just kids. She can handle it, right?"
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Post by Antosha Cobb on Dec 17, 2009 23:36:25 GMT
"It's scaring Julie. It has to pay Diane, I can't let anything hurt her." he gave her a small smile, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. "But your right, we can't do this. Want to make a house call though?" he laughed, knowing that she could take that as two way street. Antosha kept it all in check, acting as if none of this had ever happened before, as he said. He was a jack of the trade.
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Post by Diane McLain on Dec 17, 2009 23:47:35 GMT
She nodded, feeling suddenly a little jealous. The bond between a person and a spirit guide was meant to be something special and amazing, stronger even then a life partner, and she didn't have that, and she never would. She sighed, smiling slowly up at him, pressing her face up to his so that there noses were almost touching. "I'm always right," she told him. "But I think we should do whatever you feel best."
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