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Post by Charity Christos on Oct 9, 2011 10:58:09 GMT -5
The forgotten daughter of hell was at her witts end. Her mother had come to her and asked Charity to accompany her to England. Well, London had bad memories for the red head, and she had been confronted with the reason why. She felt betrayed by Meka, though she was sure her mother had a better reason than just upsetting her. Perhaps, being something of a spirit these days Meka could see things Charity didn't understand. She hoped that was the reason. She'd had a meeting with a Red Hand in the city. Not him and not one of his people. No a woman called Natasha, who seemed hungry for the power...who seemed bored with Josh's ruling. Apparently Britian was going to the dogs, it sounded like something out of 1984 under her ex's powerful ego. "So basically this woman- she wants Grace to be names as his heir so that they can go ahead and kill the bastard but make sure there's no other power hungry twat there to step in and makre things worse..." She explained to the girls as they sat on the grassy quad in the school. Sure the kids had gone but the girls were using 'training day' to drink cocktails and eat french fries in the afternoon. "And I don't know what to do." Chatty sighed, confiding in her friends.
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Post by Lucy Christos on Nov 3, 2011 11:34:03 GMT -5
Lucy dipped a chip in sauce, swirling it around before biting into it. This was her favorite bit about PA days- She wasn't even a teacher but she came and hung out on the grassy knoll with her best friends. "And how do we know it's not a trap?" Stating the obvious, she poured another round of wine. "Do you want to put our Grace in the middle of it? And how is this twat ensuring Gracie gets named heir in the first place?"
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Post by Charity Christos on Nov 3, 2011 11:54:55 GMT -5
"I don't know." Charity said, honestly. "I don't know anything about ruling or...royality stuff- hence me coming to you lot."
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Post by Lucy Christos on Nov 4, 2011 21:06:19 GMT -5
Lucy smirked, "Baby, ruling shit goes down to Beth. Me and Daisy are just related to twats with crowns."
"Hey!" Beth rolled her eyes, tossing her hair. "You know that's not true for you, Lu-Lu. You're a key member to the council. Now Daisy, she's just pure useless."
"Haha." The blond rolled her eyes, taking Chatty's hand in hers. "When they're done fooling around, we'll help you come up with a solution. I promise."
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Post by Charity Christos on Nov 6, 2011 4:49:52 GMT -5
But Charity enjoyed the fooling around, it made her feel safer about the whole thing, calmer about it. She smiled and watched them, sipping from her cocktail and stealing another chip. Her head leant on Daisy for a moment, and she squeezed the womans hand in thanks. Caleb has softened the red head, that was for sure.
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Post by Bails on Nov 7, 2011 15:26:09 GMT -5
Daisy smiled softly, "What does Caleb think about this all?" Yes, they all were aware that the Doctor wasn't just a toy. He had been with their red headed BFF through thick and thin over the last couple years and that was good enough to meet all of their stringent approval.
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Post by Charity Christos on Nov 7, 2011 16:10:38 GMT -5
"Ah- well I havn't told him-" She winced.
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Post by Bails on Nov 12, 2011 9:39:31 GMT -5
"Oh."
Lucy laughed at Daisy's expression. "Oh come on, blondie, would you tell Brad about this?"
"Well, yes? I tell him everything."
Beth rolled her eyes, "Are you going to tell him Chatty?"
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