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Post by Cloudy on Apr 27, 2013 19:18:37 GMT -7
[looks good so far]
[bout to fall asleep, honestly.]
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Post by Spotify on Apr 27, 2013 19:27:01 GMT -7
(Go to bed! I'll reply tomorrow plus now I wanna finish shadow! So it's okay. Go to sleep!)
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Post by Cloudy on Apr 28, 2013 7:00:35 GMT -7
[here]
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Post by Spotify on Apr 28, 2013 8:15:44 GMT -7
Tally laughed softly,"Who? Her? She's just a puppy. I'm sure she couldn't do that much damage. Now one of my dad's army dogs.. They can do some damage. Specially Ratchet. Hope to never met him. He only likes to people. Thankfully one of them is me and the other is of course my father."the light in her eyes died when she spoke of her father. The light that had been shining their had been replaced by sorrow. "I don't know. He's in not Afganstian, but something else that sounds like it.. Oh why can't I remember it? Anyways he's over there and he's in that one team that does all the important things. He's a sniper."she said, her eyes drifted down to the letter."I don't know what he sent, but he sent me a dog collar so maybe a new dog or something?"
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Post by Cloudy on Apr 28, 2013 8:24:50 GMT -7
"Maybe," Quinn chuckled. "I used to have an old retired army dog. He was a shep mix, and he was awesome." He paused. "I don't know about her being innocent and all. Did you see her eyes? I'm surprised she wasn't foaming at the mouth." He smirked and grinned. "Pakistan?" His eyebrows furrowed. He didn't remember any troops being sent to Pakistan recently, but who knew? He wasn't exactly updated with current news. "A new dog would be awesome if that's what he sent your way, Chica. I'll even help name it." He grinned, his eyes kind.
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Post by Spotify on Apr 28, 2013 8:42:04 GMT -7
Tally laughed softly once more, she seemed to always be laughing when Quinn was around,"Pssh. Whatever. It's not her fault, she don't like you. She likes everyone else, but you."she said, glancing at the tiny glob of fur in her lap. Mali's tail wagged as Tally rubbed her soft fur, but whenever she saw Quinn looking at her, she would tense up and shot him a deadly glare. She nodded,"Yup that's the place. He shipped out over a year ago. Not people know about it, but it was him and fourteen others. I'm not suppose to talk it back. And I'm talking about.. Ugh. Sssh! Don't tell anyone."she said, sighing. She mentally face palmed as she nodded."I have a feeling it will be an older dog so it might already have a name.."she shrugged,"But than again I don't know."
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Post by Cloudy on Apr 28, 2013 8:53:59 GMT -7
"You're gonna name it Padme," Quinn said adamantly, "and it's gonna be perfect." He smiled, though he eyed Mali hesitantly. "I dunno, she still looks like she wants to eat me. I don't know why she does, jeez. I didn't even touch you and she came barrelling over, snarling like she wanted to eat my dang face. Vicious little pup." He eyed the dog again, the corner of his mouth curling into a smirk.
[sorry these are short :3]
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Post by Spotify on Apr 28, 2013 9:23:55 GMT -7
Tally laughed, this time though it was different, it was real and deep laughter that came from her belly."Maybe he or she will like you better. What did you do to Mali that made her hate you? Did you make her mad or something?"she teased, softly. She patted the jumble of fur that was the bouncing Mali."Here. Hold her."she said, grinning. She laid the pup on his lap and than got up, grabbed the letter and started climbing the tree that had been behind them.
Mali was a very unhappy pup at the moment. She snarled at Quinn and snapped at his fingers. She settled down eventually though and circled. She made sure he wasn't moving and than she curled into a ball and started to doze.
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Post by Cloudy on Apr 28, 2013 9:28:44 GMT -7
"Good God," Quinn muttered. "Throwing me to the wolves here, Chica. Look! She tried to freaking bite me." Quinn was not a happy camper as he tilted his head back, frowning, and watching Tally climb the tree. "You're gonna kill yourself doing that, as well." He looked unhappy but he didn't move, for fear that Mali would eat him. He honestly didn't know what the hell he'd done to piss the dog off so much. She hated him for some reason that Quinn couldn't quite decipher.
His narrowed eyes watched as Tally took to the tree dexterously, ready to leap up and catch her at a moment's notice should she plummet to the earth. The sun cast an odd light on the scar that marred his face, as if shadowing it even more and making it seem more mysterious and dangerous than it already was.
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Post by Cloudy on Apr 28, 2013 9:40:13 GMT -7
[you posted that lol]
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