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A Quest for power.
NarutardDate: Mo, 21.November.11, 2:19 AM | Message # 176
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Gwen:
"Is that...Is that why Jaclyn's father hates us?" I asked quietly.


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Dillon0909Date: Mo, 21.November.11, 2:23 AM | Message # 177
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I sighed and said "No...but it didn't help"


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NarutardDate: Mo, 21.November.11, 2:27 AM | Message # 178
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Gwen
"Then why?" I asked.


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Dillon0909Date: Mo, 21.November.11, 2:34 AM | Message # 179
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Reggie:

I sighed and said "I don't know...really"


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NarutardDate: Mo, 21.November.11, 2:36 AM | Message # 180
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Gwen
"Can I have my sandwich?" I asked, changing the subject.


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Dillon0909Date: Mo, 21.November.11, 2:41 AM | Message # 181
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Reggie:

I gave her, her sandwhich and smiled like nothing happened.


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NarutardDate: Mo, 21.November.11, 2:50 AM | Message # 182
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(I thought you were going to bed?)
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I smiled softly. "Thanks,"


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Dillon0909Date: Mo, 21.November.11, 2:52 AM | Message # 183
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(I changed my mind)

Reggie:

I smiled and ate my sandwhich as well.


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NarutardDate: Mo, 21.November.11, 2:55 AM | Message # 184
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(Mum time?)
Gwen
I chewed my sandwich slowly, thinking.


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Dillon0909Date: Mo, 21.November.11, 2:56 AM | Message # 185
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???:

"GWEN!!!" I shouted looking around


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NarutardDate: Mo, 21.November.11, 2:57 AM | Message # 186
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Gwen
I narrowed my eyes and didn't turn around. I growled lowly.


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Dillon0909Date: Mo, 21.November.11, 3:05 AM | Message # 187
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Reggie:

"Your mom is here"


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NarutardDate: Mo, 21.November.11, 3:09 AM | Message # 188
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Gwen
"I know," I said.


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Dillon0909Date: Mo, 21.November.11, 11:43 AM | Message # 189
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Helga(?):

"Gwen" I said walking to the kitchen.


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NarutardDate: Mo, 21.November.11, 11:50 AM | Message # 190
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(Lol, k)
Gwen
I didn't turn around and continued eating my sandwich.


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Dillon0909Date: Mo, 21.November.11, 11:55 AM | Message # 191
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Helga:

"Reggie, leave the room" I said glaring at her. "Your daughter and I need to have a talk" He was about to protest, when I shot him a dangerous glare.


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NarutardDate: Mo, 21.November.11, 12:01 PM | Message # 192
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Gwen
"A talk or a shouting match," I grumbled.


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Dillon0909Date: Mo, 21.November.11, 12:05 PM | Message # 193
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Helga:

I sighed "A real talk" I sat down and looked at her. "What the heck were you thinking"


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NarutardDate: Mo, 21.November.11, 12:06 PM | Message # 194
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Gwen
I didn't look at her, glaring out the window.


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Dillon0909Date: Mo, 21.November.11, 12:11 PM | Message # 195
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Helga:

"That boy is dangerous...he's a Miedo"


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NarutardDate: Mo, 21.November.11, 12:13 PM | Message # 196
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Gwen
"He hasn't killed me yet," I said. "I'm just trying to find out more about the other side of the wall so that when I take over I can fix things!"


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Dillon0909Date: Mo, 21.November.11, 12:16 PM | Message # 197
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"Yeah...right"


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NarutardDate: Mo, 21.November.11, 12:17 PM | Message # 198
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Gwen
"What are you saying?!"


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Dillon0909Date: Mo, 21.November.11, 12:19 PM | Message # 199
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Helga:

"You are to reckless, you'll be dead before you can take over"


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NarutardDate: Mo, 21.November.11, 12:20 PM | Message # 200
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Gwen
"Maybe you want that!" I shouted at her, finally looking her in the face.


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