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Post by KatherineL on Feb 17, 2018 22:30:46 GMT -5
Timothy smiled. /Yes, I would love to see him!/ Timothy had hoped for a visit, but hadn't expected his brother to remember, if he had even known the date.
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Feb 17, 2018 23:11:56 GMT -5
/Is it alright if I send him in the next fifteen minutes or so? He's just getting his stuff ready./
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Post by KatherineL on Feb 18, 2018 2:04:08 GMT -5
Timothy hesitated, as he wasn't even out of bed yet, but decided he didn't want to make his brother wait. Even if it was his birthday. /That is fine./
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Feb 18, 2018 9:40:03 GMT -5
/alright, I'll send him there shortly,/ Blake nodded, and leaned against the counter with a sigh. He waited for Nergui to get back.
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Post by KatherineL on Feb 18, 2018 13:25:16 GMT -5
Nergui traipsed back into the room, a drawstring bag slung over his shoulder. "What'd he say?"
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Feb 18, 2018 13:57:19 GMT -5
"he said he'd be happy to see you," Blake told him. "He also ready to see you whenever you're ready."
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Post by KatherineL on Feb 18, 2018 20:00:17 GMT -5
Nergui shrugged. "Well, I'm ready now, I guess."
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Feb 18, 2018 21:26:30 GMT -5
He nodded, "Alright. Have fun." With that, he sent Nergui to Timothy's.
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Post by KatherineL on Feb 18, 2018 21:33:56 GMT -5
Nergui found himself in the living room of Timothy's apartment. He set down the bag he'd brought with him. "Timothy?" he called. "Hey!" greeted Timothy in Macedonian, hurrying into the room. His hair was wet, like he'd just gotten out of the shower "It's good to see you," he added, sweeping the cyborg into a hug. Nergui grunted, but allowed this for a moment before pulling back. "Happy birthday, brother," he said with what could almost be called a smile. "Feel old yet?" "I'm 22, not 82!" Timothy protested with a laugh. "But thank you. And thank you for coming to see me." "I-I have something for you," Nergui said, uncharacteristically nervous. "You do?" "Yeah, uh..." he rummaged in the drawstring bag and pulled out a battered sketchbook. "It's not very good..." Timothy took the sketchbook from him, holding it gently, and opened it to the page his brother indicated. "Oh. Oh, I love it," he said quietly. It was a drawing of the two of them- of Timothy and Nergui- just sitting together. Nergui's face was turned to the side, so only the human half was visible. It wasn't done excellently- Nergui knew he was no artist- but there was clearly care that had been put into the drawing. "I love it," Timothy repeated, and Nergui was faintly alarmed to see tears in his eyes.
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Feb 19, 2018 11:25:31 GMT -5
Blake walked into the shared living room and sat against the wall, closing his eyes. He was worried about Nergui being in town, but wasn't about to keep the brothers apart.
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Post by KatherineL on Feb 19, 2018 14:00:34 GMT -5
After a while, Jix entered the living room, carrying a bowl of dry cereal. "Oh, hi, Blake," she said, spotting him.
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Feb 19, 2018 19:13:22 GMT -5
"Good morning," he looked over at her. "How'd you sleep?"
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Post by KatherineL on Feb 20, 2018 23:05:31 GMT -5
Jix "Fine," Jix said, setting the bowl of cereal on the table. "What about you?" she asked, before popping a few pieces of cereal in her mouth.
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Feb 20, 2018 23:31:44 GMT -5
"As good as I ever do," he said with a shrug. "Nergui is with Timothy, by the way."
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Post by KatherineL on Feb 20, 2018 23:35:07 GMT -5
"Oh," Jix said. "Any particular reason?"
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