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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Oct 12, 2011 20:40:58 GMT -5
"you have thought wrongly then." he said, attempting to use tongs to pick up some kind of meat to put on his plate, the bandages and tongs not cooperating. he grunted, aggrivated with it.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 12, 2011 20:51:17 GMT -5
Rebekah's expression softened. She sighed, her anger dissipating with a whoosh. "Here," she said, her tone more gentle. She took the tongs from Claw, being sure to mind his bandaged hands, helping him to put food on his plate.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Oct 14, 2011 15:22:56 GMT -5
Claw opened his mouth to protest, but his stomach grumbled, keeping him to keep his mouth shut. "thanks."
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 14, 2011 15:27:40 GMT -5
Rebekah turned her head to hide a smile at Claw's reaction. She quickly suppressed it, handing him a fork. However, it still danced within her eyes. "Don't bother protesting; I'm Jewish. We're like Italian women, but kosher. If you know anything about Italian women, you will know that your protests are in vain. Besides, you're hungry anyway."
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Oct 18, 2011 21:18:45 GMT -5
"yeah..." he said, sighing and grappling with the fork before sighing, clasping it between his two hands like he was praying, and using his fingertips to turn it to get the food towards his mouth.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 18, 2011 21:32:34 GMT -5
Rebekah studied his movements with a frown. It was a highly insufficient way to eat and probably very difficult for him. While it was an awkward thing to do, she took the utensil from his hands and held it before his mouth in a quicker, and certainly less frustrating manner of eating.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Oct 19, 2011 17:06:33 GMT -5
Claw looked at the fork for a long moment before his stomach growled, and he sighed, defeated. "thanks." he said, and ate.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 19, 2011 17:20:09 GMT -5
"No problem." Rebekah grinned as Claw ate defeatedly. This continued on until he was finished. "So now what has been ascertained?" she asked him, with an amused smile.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Oct 19, 2011 21:20:24 GMT -5
"don't use bandages." he said firmly, nodding his head once to accentuate his point.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 19, 2011 21:27:57 GMT -5
"Or, only injure parts of your body not necessary to eat food. Like your feet." Rebekah pointed out.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Oct 20, 2011 17:41:10 GMT -5
"or not use bandages." he said firmly again, nodding his head and glaring at the red and white masses on his hands.
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 20, 2011 18:42:13 GMT -5
"And bleed all over the place and cause random vampires to suddenly develop a ravenous appetite, which will undoubtedly ensure in spontaneous massacres and loads of joyous fun. "Rebekah said, too cheerfully not to merit a stare from passersby.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Oct 24, 2011 20:55:52 GMT -5
"They're always in control, if not, they're -ahem- asked to leave." Claw said. "only danger is if it ruins the taste of my food. Or adds to it..."
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Post by Cheyenne on Oct 24, 2011 20:58:35 GMT -5
Rebekah nodded, finding herself thankful for the new tidbit of information. Unconsciously, she rubbed her neck, thickly scarred by a disturbing amount of past wounds with an unquestionable origin. "Incurable staph infections are no matter?" she asked lightly, with a small smile.
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Post by illyxmusicxloverx on Oct 27, 2011 17:41:02 GMT -5
"that's fine." he said with a chuckle, finishing his food.
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