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Post by Archangel on Jun 17, 2006 19:42:01 GMT -5
Pietro sighed, "As if living with one wasn't bad enough we have both now..."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 17, 2006 19:43:35 GMT -5
"I don't think it really matters," Wanda winced and pulled herself to her feet. "Neither of them gives a damn what we do, anyway. And they just really pull the strings from afar."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 17, 2006 19:56:14 GMT -5
Pietro shrugged, "Niether are very nice and I'm a professional whinner..."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 17, 2006 20:01:58 GMT -5
Wanda laughed slightly, pulling an oversized shirt from her locker and pulling it on. "Yes, you are."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 17, 2006 20:03:00 GMT -5
Pietro yawned, "I don't deny it but still, I'd rather deal with Mr. Too-good-to-talk Sabretooth."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 17, 2006 20:05:29 GMT -5
"I don't even think he can talk," Wanda winced and leant back against her locker.
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Post by Archangel on Jun 17, 2006 20:06:21 GMT -5
Pietro shrugged, "I hear him talk in his sleep sometimes."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 17, 2006 20:07:18 GMT -5
Wanda shrugged slightly, wincing a little and rubbing her shoulder gingerly. "Well maybe he just doesn't like us."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 17, 2006 20:08:31 GMT -5
Pietro laughed and asked, "Does ANYONE?"
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Post by Analyse on Jun 17, 2006 20:09:54 GMT -5
"I doubt it," Wanda shook her head slightly, still rubbing her shoulder.
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Post by Archangel on Jun 17, 2006 20:26:21 GMT -5
Pietro smirked, "Well I know someone that likes you!"
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Post by Analyse on Jun 17, 2006 20:27:10 GMT -5
"You are so immature," Wanda rolled her eyes.
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Post by Archangel on Jun 17, 2006 20:30:21 GMT -5
Pietro laughed, "Maybe, maybe not."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 17, 2006 20:31:00 GMT -5
"You are," Wanda nodded definetively.
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Post by Archangel on Jun 17, 2006 20:31:46 GMT -5
Pietro shrugged and smiled.
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Post by Analyse on Jun 21, 2006 13:49:08 GMT -5
Wanda resisted the urge to hit Pietro, carefully stooping to pick up the pieces of her uniform and shoving them into the locker.
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