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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 29, 2008 16:20:53 GMT -6
His hand was centimeters away from Martel's stomach when he felt the wrath of the ishballan.
"I don't mind you coming along, as long as you don't plan on hitting me all the time."Havoc, like a child, glares at Scar, rubbing the spot where he hit him.
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Post by androgynos on Mar 29, 2008 16:34:25 GMT -6
Archer caught a bus to the town center and wound up at the shopping mall. He was a bit annoyed by the crowds of tacky herd-like people milling around, but went straight to business. He found an old fashioned candy shop that made chocolates in-store. He ordered a two pound box of mixed chocolates. Nougat, cherry cordials, dark chocolate covered carmels, and countless other flavors. It came in an exquisitely designed silver foil box with gold foil trim. He took his order and hopped the bus back to the little shanty town that passed for a home. He stopped at a rose bush with red blossoms just barely opened, and plucked one. He took the flower into the house with the chocolates, whistling.
It seemed Dante was still in the kitchen at the table. He put the chocolates behind his back before she could see and approached her, rose in hand. He held it out to her. " A rose for the fair Lady." he said, "And sweets for the sweet." he finished, pulling the chocolates from behind his back, presenting them to her, smiling.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 29, 2008 16:35:05 GMT -6
Glaring exaspartedly at Scar, Martel said, "Yeah, sure you can come Scar. Just watch what you say, Isa's bringing her two year old son with her". Looking back to Havoc she said softly, "If you want to feel, they're still moving like hell".
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 29, 2008 16:44:32 GMT -6
"Awesome."Havoc rubbed his hands together to make them warm before placing his hand on Martel's stomach gently."This is so wierd."He could feel movements, like something was trying to get out.Feeling a rather strong jolt, he removed his hand quickly, looking at Martel with wide eyes.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 29, 2008 16:49:10 GMT -6
Martel couldn't help but smile at Havoc's expression. "Yeah, be grateful that you don't have to deal with this every day. Thankfully, in another few weeks, if I'm lucky, I won't have to either" she told him. Sighing she shook her head and said, "I don't know what's worse: the cravings, this, or the fact that my breasts are sore as hell".
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 29, 2008 16:51:31 GMT -6
"Ya know, i'm actually rather happy guys don't get pregnant."Havoc gets up"Want anything from the kitchen?"
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 29, 2008 16:55:35 GMT -6
Martel shook her head. "Maybe when that shitfucker Archer goes to bed. Maybe there's an extra bed in one of the dorms upstairs." Thinking of his first comment, she said, "Yeah....the way it works is that the man and woman both have the fun, and the woman does the work. Though if Eve wasn't such a retard, it wouldn't be so bad." Under her breath she said, "I wish the bitch could come back just so I can send her to hell myself".
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 29, 2008 17:01:36 GMT -6
"I'd rather you send Archer to Hell than Eve."Havoc grins before heading into the kitchen.
Once again, ignoring all inhabitants of this area, he made his way to the fridge and grabbed the appel juice, closed it, grabbed 2 glasses and headed back out to the living room.
Sitting next to Martel, he poured the appel juice into the first glass and handed it to her.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 29, 2008 17:05:53 GMT -6
"I'd be glad to help you there. Bastard thinks he's so pristine, insulting anyone who he thinks is below him on the social latter" she told Havoc before he left.
When he came back in, she looked at the juice and glasses in his hands. "I never was a fan of apple juice" Martel said, taking the glass. Thinking it over she said, "Then again, I was never a fan of waffles until this morning, so....". She took a quick sip of the juice and sighed. "Well, I don't like it....But they do, apparently".
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Post by Scar on Mar 29, 2008 17:06:38 GMT -6
Scar sighed. "I'm not going to swear infront of a two year old, Martel." he replied. "Only infront of the category of people represented by those currently in the kitchen." he nodded. He then gave a depressed sigh. "Besides, I have to go anyways..I have to pick up things to...romance Dante..." Saying it was like poison! "Why is God so cruel to me?"
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 29, 2008 17:09:48 GMT -6
"Look on the bright side" Martel said to Scar, with sarcastic cheer. "In another eight weeks, she'll have no choice to carry the kid to term. Not unless she wants to be effected by an abortion as well. As for God....he's a....and you can quote me on this....a cruel and sadistic bastard". When he talked about buying things she said, "If you need to buy anything, you know where the store is". Nodding she took another sip of the apple juice.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 29, 2008 17:14:52 GMT -6
¨Sorry about the juice, i just love this stuff.¨Havoc takes another sip.
¨If God´s a cruel and sadistic bastard, wouldn´t that kindabe like calling him Archer?¨
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 29, 2008 17:18:35 GMT -6
"Heh. It keeps these two quiet" Martel said, taking another sip of the juice. She had to laugh a little at his mention of Archer. "No....Archer fits the position of something right below Satan. That belongs to Dante". She smirked at the lieutenant.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 29, 2008 17:29:32 GMT -6
¨I suppose it´d be rather terrifying if Archer was God.¨Havoc ponders the thought for a moment before shuddering.
¨I actually doubt there´s a God anyway. If there was why would we be stuck here with all these jerks?I don´t think smoking would be enough to earn me a place in this joint.¨He leans back in the chair, resting his eyes for a moment before opening them again.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 29, 2008 17:34:06 GMT -6
Martel frowned. "I stop believing in God about fourteen years ago. Being betrayed by your commanding officers simply for doing what you're told, then being torn apart and put together with a reptile will do that to you. And comming to this world....actually wasn't too bad, now that I think of it. I mean, there aren't military dogs coming to kill me or my friends. And even better Kimblee's in the hospital". She couldn't help but smile at the statement. It was something she had wanted ever since she met the guy.
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 29, 2008 17:40:37 GMT -6
¨Yeah, your right.This place ain´t so bad.I´d never end up sitting through the late hours talking to a pregnant chimera back in Amestris((I probably spelt that wrong but im too lazy to check xD))¨Havoc laughed at how odd life had gotten¨And yeah, Kimblee deserves nothing better, if not worse.¨
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 29, 2008 17:47:50 GMT -6
"Being a chimera is part of the reason I was so surprised that I was pregnant" Martel said, looking to Havoc. "According to the alchemist who enginered me, I was supposed to be completely sterile. Something about a chimera being like a mule, they can't reproduce. So apparently, either they were wrong or something happened when we passed through the Gate, cause this" She motioned to her stomach. "Is living proof that I've become fertile."
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Post by Scar on Mar 29, 2008 17:55:09 GMT -6
Scar sighed. "Must you talk so blasphemously infront of me?" he asked. "Though I will agree with you on the Satan thing...Though I wonder what that makes me." He pondered this and shrugged. "Oh well. Anyways, your a woman. What do women like? ...Besides sleeping with Mustang, hurting Mustang, or both."
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Post by aspiredeathe on Mar 29, 2008 17:57:31 GMT -6
¨I reckon alchemists don´t know half of what they´re talking about. If they did, they´d have known about this world and the Gate and the real Truth behind all alchemy.¨Havoc takes a deep breath¨But, it´s like i´m hating them, we owe a lot to them after all. But still, doing experiments on fellow humans, what gave them the right?¨He clenched his fist in anger.
He didn´t want to get worked up like this but he couldn´t help it. The chimeras he´d met so far, all seemed like pretty decent people and because of a few crackpots, they´re lives were practically destroyed. They had to live with being different, somehow they were managingand then the damn military deceide that they´re a threat!
God he hated how the world worked at times.
((Havoc´s rather emotional, dontcha think?))
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 29, 2008 17:59:05 GMT -6
"Thank you for that bit of information, Scar. I've lived for over twenty years and I never knew I was a woman" she said, mockingly thanking him.
"If we weren't talking about the she-devil...." Martel nodded in the direction of the kitchen. "I'd say, just treat them like eqauls or, at least humans. But since we are talking about her....I'd suggest bribery" she said, nodding seriously.
She looked at Havoc. "You know I don't want your sympathy. Neither do Dorochet and Loa. I mean, we were the lucky ones. We survived it all- the experiments, the cages, and the hunting after we finally escaped. In the eyes of those military elite, we're the successes. Everyone else was a failure".
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