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Post by Angel Mau on Jul 9, 2016 5:32:10 GMT
Angel cocked his head to the side in confusion.
"Pardon?"
He would ask, legitimately confused by what she meant. Was it possible she was the one he should be worried about?
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Post by Acadia Sackler on Jul 9, 2016 18:18:06 GMT
"You're all sorts of wound up and nervous, like you're not sure if somebody is gonna strike or not."
Acadia turned her gaze onto him for just a brief moment, fingers still delicately caressing the hidden weapon. She had no intentions of using it unless she needed it but the motion was familiar and comfortable to her. She was even able to smirk and try to play it off like a joke, just in case they were overheard.
"You can relax. I'm not gonna shoot your or anything."
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Post by Angel Mau on Jul 11, 2016 17:01:59 GMT
Angel collected himself and turn his complete attention to the Dr.
"Well I would certainly hope not. After all we did just meet and shooting at strangers is quite rude I would believe."
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Post by Acadia Sackler on Jul 12, 2016 3:06:53 GMT
She couldn't help a snort of laughter. How many times had people, usually those she respected, given her strict lessons on when and when not to shoot?
"Yeah, that's what they tell me. I'm not sure I believe them, yet, though..."
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