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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2017 2:22 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2017 3:05 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2017 8:02 pm
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"Yes," said Aleksy, "A fair trade. I'll see you there."
After work, which meant around six for Aleksy as he was a small business owner, he showed up with a bottle of wine and a small, tasteful bouquet. It was precisely the kind of bouquet that said I am here to help you, sorry for your bereavement, and also welcome to the neighborhood, pod person. There were succulents. He handed them over with a stoic, Russian look that would be familiar to anyone who had ever looked at an Aleksy Spektor in their lives.
"I am glad to see your acquaintance," he said, very solemnly. "I hope Eve is well? And also that there is an Eve?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2017 11:44 am
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"This feeling is familiar to me," said Aleksy. He didn't hold up his gloved hands, but he didn't tuck them away either. "Thank you for the offer, but I've eaten." Finn was delectable. Well, insofar as food went. And also as far as sex and like, general... being around-ness went.
He nodded to Eve. "When I get back, if you are not busy, I have a question. Good luck," he said, and then to Leila: "Whenever you would like to go, I will follow."
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2017 11:11 pm
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"Sure," said Aleksy. He stuck his hands in his pockets. "You would be surprised how many things have too many eyes, I am sure." With that vague, somewhat threatening(???) comment, he watched Leila enter into her wargy trance thing. His boyfriend was a werehare now, so not all of this was weird to him. But there was still a soft of vague, disconnected envy at being reminded of all the ways he couldn't grow or change any longer.
He popped the collar of his jacket, and peered at the connection. "That looks disgusting," he said. "Like it is a rotting thing. Or... a buried thing. That is also rotting... or getting eaten? Buried, rotten. Like those."
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