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Post by Arceme Fleche on Aug 24, 2012 20:55:45 GMT -5
"I just meant in general. You are so abrasive half the time. Or at the very least the majority of the time I've known you" Arcemè leaned so she was next to him, peering over at him like a purrbeast.
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Post by Daclus Mascun on Aug 24, 2012 21:01:54 GMT -5
"Yeah, well, a word of advice. Most lowbloods don't take well to being told to "stay in their place" and it may result in them thinking you're a "huge squirming bone bulge". You're lucky that it was me and not someone who would have just blocked you." Daclus ignored the almost predatory look she was giving him for the moment, making a mental note to crack a joke about it later.
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Post by Arceme Fleche on Aug 26, 2012 8:54:52 GMT -5
"I shall do my best to remember that lowbloods are all very sensitive about caste issues." Arceme allowed a playful smirk to cross her face, to reassure Daclus that she wasn't entirely serious about her statement.
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Post by Daclus Mascun on Aug 26, 2012 16:43:21 GMT -5
"Yep. Veeeery sensitive." Daclus crossed his legs casually, not looking at her. "You cannot hope to out-sense us. We are the most sensitive there is."
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Post by Arceme Fleche on Aug 26, 2012 20:14:11 GMT -5
"I think that to win at being a sniveling grub is to lose in all other areas" Arcemè retort with a snort
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Post by Daclus Mascun on Aug 26, 2012 20:16:26 GMT -5
"Lighten up, it was a joke." Daclus gave her a pointed look, eyebrows raised. "Watch out, we got someone who doesn't recognize a joke."
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Post by Arceme Fleche on Aug 26, 2012 20:19:20 GMT -5
"and how do you know I was not merely playing along? Or are you going to prove me wrong in that you are lacking in observational skills."
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Post by Daclus Mascun on Aug 26, 2012 20:26:47 GMT -5
"Oh shit she's on to me." Daclus threw his hands up dramatically. "Looks like that's egg on my face."
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Post by Arceme Fleche on Aug 27, 2012 18:10:01 GMT -5
"do you take anything seriously? Or are you always this way?" she gestured to all of him, crossing her arms once more.
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Post by Daclus Mascun on Aug 27, 2012 18:14:51 GMT -5
"Well, life's too short to grump around all the time." Daclus shrugged, uncrossing his legs again. He raised his hands as if to say 'Easier that way.'
"There are times when you gotta be serious, but I think it's better to be cheerful otherwise. You just get freaked out if you're always serious."
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Post by Arceme Fleche on Aug 31, 2012 20:08:21 GMT -5
Arceme never really thought of a time where she had freaked out "The juice...It is quite exemplary" Was all she could think of as a response.
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Post by Daclus Mascun on Aug 31, 2012 22:21:31 GMT -5
"Damn right it is." With a bothered look, he added, "And my point with the terrible ghost thing was, pretty girls never make good ghosts. I mean come on."
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Post by Arceme Fleche on Sept 1, 2012 20:53:19 GMT -5
"I suppose I should say 'nice save' right?" Arceme couldn't help but smirk, a small blush appearing at the tips of her ears, thankfully hidden under her hair.
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Post by Daclus Mascun on Sept 1, 2012 21:06:19 GMT -5
Snorting, Daclus leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "Wasn't a save. That's what I was going to say before you interrupted me with that snark."
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Post by Arceme Fleche on Sept 1, 2012 21:19:49 GMT -5
Arceme scoffed and turned to meet his gaze. "Snark? Really?" She reached up then shook her head and put her hand back down next to her.
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