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Post by Johnny Turner on Jan 13, 2008 22:05:50 GMT
*sighs*
Aww...I wanted to play, Jack
*drinks*
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Post by Jack Turner on Jan 13, 2008 22:11:37 GMT
Oh, I'm sure that woman will be working again tomorrow. We can have some fun then, what do you think?
*smiles and sips his wine*
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Post by Johnny Turner on Jan 13, 2008 22:15:18 GMT
*shakes his head, chuckling*
Not such a bright idea bro....she works here, we stay here?? Geddit?
*taps Jack on the head*
What is it they say over here? You don't crap on your own doorstep
*laughs*
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Post by Jack Turner on Jan 13, 2008 22:23:05 GMT
*ignores when he taps his head and simply rolls his eyes* John, Its not like we cant stay anywhere else if things get... messy. Its only a little fun. Just to mess with that mans head, yea?
*smirks, glancing at the spot were Miles had sat*
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Post by Johnny Turner on Jan 13, 2008 22:26:38 GMT
*whines*
But Jack I hate the mind games...I much prefer something physical
*laughs*
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Post by Jack Turner on Jan 13, 2008 22:32:22 GMT
*sigh* You are too much like father. You worry me sometimes....
*chuckles and looks down at his glass of wine*
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Post by Johnny Turner on Jan 13, 2008 22:36:03 GMT
*glares at Jack*
Don't you dare compare me to him. I'm nothing like the violent son of a b*tch
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Post by Natasha White on Jan 13, 2008 22:41:11 GMT
*walks in*
*orders a butterbeer*
*sits to one of the tables*
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Post by Jack Turner on Jan 13, 2008 23:02:41 GMT
*glares at Jack* Don't you dare compare me to him. I'm nothing like the violent son of a b*tch *says coolie* Tsk. Temper, temper, John. *takes a moment to finish up his wine before speaking* The truth hurts, brother. Though you may not be fully like him, you carry certain traits. As do I. I understand it infuriates you, me comparing you to him, since he always picked on you. Hit you more than me...... but if you think of it, it was your own fault. You always had to say something. Never could shut up. I had to get you out of trouble everytime, confort you. You think I enjoyed watching him torture you as a child? It pained me to see the condition he'd leave you in. It reminded me of mother... |
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Post by Johnny Turner on Jan 13, 2008 23:09:18 GMT
*rubs the back of his neck, frustratedly, uncomfortable with Jack's words*
It was alright for you! He hardly ever hit you...
*inhales deeply on the cigarette*
Our darling mother..... the b*tch that ran out on us and left us with him
*laughs bitterly*
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Post by Natasha White on Jan 13, 2008 23:14:18 GMT
*hears a laugh*
*looks over to the men*
*looks away sipping her drink*
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Post by Jack Turner on Jan 13, 2008 23:35:17 GMT
*hisses* Because I knew when to keep my mouth shut.
*sighs* Yes. Though the reason was quite clear as to why she left....
*closes his eyes momentarily, his mothers shrieks echoing in his head as memories of her being badly beated flash through his mind*
*clenches his jaw*
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Post by Johnny Turner on Jan 13, 2008 23:40:44 GMT
*speaks quietly*
She deserved it bro, you saw the way she used to torment him...f*ckin women
*inhales again, blowing the smoke away from Jack, before looking back at him*
Remember Louise and Lara? The twins? Oh man...... they had it coming too dude, they're all the same I tell ya
*chuckles nastily*
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Post by Jack Turner on Jan 13, 2008 23:55:56 GMT
*smirks at the mention of the two twins* Ah yes. Louise.... fine woman, that one. Got on my very last nerve though.........
What was it we did to them again? Turned, then killed? Or did we just kill? Its so hard to keep track....
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Post by Johnny Turner on Jan 14, 2008 0:01:44 GMT
*laughs*
Now why don't I believe you dont remember? It was our finest moment Jack.....led to believe they were being turned......then watching each other being beaten to death
*stubs the cigarette out, still laughing*
they should never a f*cked us around bro
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