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notintehkitchen[After several attempts to turn on the PCD with no proper thumbs, Pyro or Chibi Momo appears on the screen yapping. Placing her paw on the screen, she taps at it and barks again. Unaware, Chibi Momo has not understood that turning into a dog means speaking dog as well. The barks in her ears sound like perfect English.]
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Date: 2012-01-17 06:15 am (UTC)I'm not gonna do that. There's nothing to talk about with her.
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Date: 2012-01-17 06:23 am (UTC)[action]
Date: 2012-01-17 06:52 am (UTC)You wouldn't. I said those things to you in confidence.
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Date: 2012-01-17 07:13 am (UTC)You're old enough not to run away from your problems. Don't do it, not here.
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Date: 2012-01-17 07:35 am (UTC)[action]
Date: 2012-01-17 10:14 am (UTC)You'll make her cry a whole bunch.
It won't be good for anyone.
Who will feed you and take care of you?
I need you to be taken care of by her so you can take care of me.
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Date: 2012-01-17 10:29 am (UTC)And let's be honest- you don't need me to take care of you. You do that better than I do.
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Date: 2012-01-17 10:46 am (UTC)I thought Mr. Hawk was a good person.
[Grabbing the PCD in her mouth after he'd get a glimpse at the screen, Chibi Momo made a dash towards the door in an attempt to run off.]
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Date: 2012-01-17 10:57 am (UTC)[In his haste to stand and stop the pup from making it out the door, RED's crutch slipped; he stepped on his injured leg in an attempt to balance himself, but only made things worse.
Unable to support him, his knee ached so sharply that he crumpled in on himself with a yelp, landing halfway on the couch before falling completely to the floor. He remained there for a moment, shaking as he bit back tremendous pain before trying to pick himself up with his one usable arm.
If nothing else, he had proven his point.]