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Post by Holly Palmers on Mar 14, 2009 19:47:14 GMT
*Tries to take in the whole scene at once, distracting her but giving her time to choose her words carefully*
I--uh, actually we're friends--really close friends.
*points to Valley*
See?
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Post by Valley Tayllore on Mar 14, 2009 19:50:37 GMT
*nods convincingly*
Yeah, she was a year under me in school.
*wonders/knows/is unsure as to whether Alecto will kill her for letting someone know her location*
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Post by Alecto Carrow on Mar 14, 2009 19:51:20 GMT
Well. It seems she's come home at last. Please..Have a seat miss....
*Alecto waved a hand pointing at a chair, then took her seat again looking between between the two.*
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Post by Holly Palmers on Mar 14, 2009 19:54:30 GMT
*feels like Sunday afternoon tea*
*takes her seat, needing to get Valley alone*
I hope I am not bothering you too much.
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Post by Alecto Carrow on Mar 14, 2009 19:56:37 GMT
*she smirked*
Not at all dear. May I ask as to what this little visit is for?
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Post by Holly Palmers on Mar 14, 2009 19:59:20 GMT
*wiggles her fingers, she can't exactly bring up Aaron under these circumstances*
A mutual friend of ours has been having a hard time. I was hoping Valley and I could think up some ways to put him straight.
*looks at Valley intently*
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Post by Valley Tayllore on Mar 14, 2009 19:59:32 GMT
*sits, too, in the living room, watching her surroundings and sensing Alecto's suspicion*
*doesn't say anything, thinking she might KILL Aaron, who she, being his sister, was positively certain this was entirely his fault for which he should die*
*smiles at Holly, in a "answer that without getting me killed" kind of look*
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Post by Valley Tayllore on Mar 14, 2009 20:01:14 GMT
*wants to throw up at her answer when it comes*
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Post by Alecto Carrow on Mar 14, 2009 20:03:28 GMT
Ah...Well dear's seems you have some talking to do. I shall...take my leave to my room. Miss Holly, Valley knows where the kitchen is in case you are thirsty. Play nice children!
*Alecto stood and walked swiftly past the two girls to her room.*
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Post by Valley Tayllore on Mar 14, 2009 20:04:36 GMT
*feels her spine practically collapse when Alecto walked out*
*whispers fiercely, wondering whether Alecto can hear them*
WHY?
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Post by Holly Palmers on Mar 14, 2009 20:04:50 GMT
*mouths "play nice?" with a quizzical look as Alecto leaves*
*follows her out with her eyes, before turning to Valley*
*shrugs, thinking it obvious*
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Post by Valley Tayllore on Mar 14, 2009 20:06:55 GMT
*scowls at Holly*
Why are you here?
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Post by Holly Palmers on Mar 14, 2009 20:09:44 GMT
*clenches her hands together*
Because Aa--because our mutual friend falls to pieces every time you come around and I think that's why he can't get his life together.
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Post by Valley Tayllore on Mar 14, 2009 20:14:27 GMT
*breathes out hotly*
You know what Holly? Don't even pull that excuse. For once I'm doing something selfish! I'm not going to let my life, finally my own life, fall apart because Aaron is having a crisis. You think his life is falling apart? You think he has nothing. I have NOTHING. I have no way to turn back from this, I'm in. That's it. My parents are whack jobs, and I'm already going to have to kill them when I'm all "trained up" to get them out of the way! I'm not going to let them think Aaron is a problem "I need to dispose of" just because he's present in my life. I'm sorry if I went to visit him after he came barging into this house, but that's what happened. I will not feel guilty for that, don't make me guilty, I am so sick and tired to being guilty.
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Post by Holly Palmers on Mar 14, 2009 20:20:29 GMT
*goes silent, but then lets out a small laugh*
Wow, wow, wow. Of all the times I've heard that speech, I must say you are the most dramatic. Oh, except no tears. I mean, it's not like my parents have whack jobs or my sister married a muggle or anything. It's not like you are the only in these circumstances. But I'm not hear to make you feel guilty, that would be a waste of an afternoon. I'm actually here to help, work out some type of communication system between the three of us.
*thinks her ears are still ringing*
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