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Post by Canan Black-Godric on Nov 3, 2008 11:30:15 GMT -5
Canan had blinked into Tom's room early in the morning. She crawled into the bed, the one she made him that night. Snuggling under the covers, she made herself comfortable. Though this visit was half as much about business as much as it was about pleasure. She traced a finger down his bare spine, kissing his shoulder. Tom had infused some warmth into the coolest of the Blacks.
She'd spent last night in Miriel. The good thing about being the invisible sibling was no one really noticed what you were doing until you made too much noise. And she was really, really good at being quiet. She had gone into Beth's study, looking for her sister, and seen a file with Tom's name on it. That scared her a little, thinking Beth was keeping tabs on him but the folder was more about Josh. She read it over and knew she had to tell him.
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Post by Tomas West on Nov 3, 2008 17:32:50 GMT -5
To say it was Tom's room wasn't rreally totally truthful. Tom was staying in a b n b, at least while he sorted out the house. He'd decided getting rid of evyrhting and starting again in the cosy, old and sort of ruined one bedroom as the best way. It would take him time, but it was also the best way (he figured) to get over the fact he was no the only West left.
When she appeared in bed beside him he distrbed and woke, hand on the gun under his pillow. What? You think he could afford a cushy nice place? When he realised it was Canan though he calmed. "Morning...I think."
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Post by Canan Black-Godric on Nov 3, 2008 17:40:37 GMT -5
"Its around six." She said softly, realizing his hand was on the gun. Rolling her eyes, she always made sure the safety was on and now was no exception. "Sorry to wake you up."
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Post by Tomas West on Nov 3, 2008 17:48:17 GMT -5
He felt her fingers around his, and tugged the gun from below the pillow, letting her see the catch was on. In fact he leant over and put it on the side, away from the bed so much. "Why are you here so early?" He asked, frowning. "Whats happened?"
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Post by Canan Black-Godric on Nov 3, 2008 17:54:07 GMT -5
"Can't I just come and visit?" As he swivled around, she grumbled as he moved her from against his toasty body.
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Post by Tomas West on Nov 3, 2008 17:58:32 GMT -5
"At stupid oclock in the morning?"
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Post by Canan Black-Godric on Nov 3, 2008 18:02:10 GMT -5
"Its five o'clock somewhere." Canan sat up, drawning her knees to her chest. "We need to talk."
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Post by Brad Godric-Black on Nov 3, 2008 18:10:17 GMT -5
"Whats happened?" He asked,suddenly alert.
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