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 Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 10:12 pm
The door opened and shut with a slam as Code limped into the house. She was... Very severely beaten, and cut up a bit too. One eye was a nice shade of bruise and the cop just looked like she could use a beer.
Or Vodka, if she bothered going next door to bother Laika. Instead she flopped on the sofa, not caring if Forte was there or not for once, and put the ice pack she'd grabbed enroute the sofa on the one black eye. Cuts and bleedy later. Black eye now. Forte'd probably be amused, which would be good. She didn't need him pissing because she didn't have his cookies.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 8:43 am
Forte was flopped upon, and rather roughly as well.
'Hey no...touch....ing. You're all beat up.' Forte noticeably pointed out, while reaching out to touch the bruise gently.
'Somebody beat you up in the cookie aisle?' he asked, thinking that could be the only logical solution.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 8:50 am
Code opened the good eye, pulling Forte's hand away from the black eye carefully.
"No, Uncle Regal decided he was going to try to kill me."
The eye shut again, mostly in irritation at letting her guard down so easily. It was an error she didn't plan to make again. After a minute, she let go of Forte's hand.
"Mind getting me some painkiller? I think I'm just going to lay here and hope to God he didn't sever an artery or something. That and I have no idea if I'm bleeding on your leg."
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 9:11 am
"Again? The kisama never gives up, does he?" the Netnavi grimaced and frowned before disapeering to grab some medicine for Code.
Disapeering to the next door, Forte snuck into Laika's house and found the Sharo man deep asleep on the couch. Moving over to the liquor cabinet, he grabbed a small bottle of Vodka and left a small calling card; a note.
Borrowed this.
- Forte
Coming back to the house, he wandered over with the first aid kit and began to tend to Code's wounds.
"Your uncle is really good at beating up people, Code. If he wasn't such a Kisama, he'd be a good minion. Cept for his cat. It needs to DIE!"
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 9:14 am
Code chuckled, not bothering to open an eye this time. If Forte'd planned to kill her, he'd have done it long ago, and while she doubted he'd much like it, she trusted and respected the Navi's tolerance for a human living in a house he'd claimed so fast.
"Yeah, well, Grandpa's bad in his own right. As for the cat, that AIN'T no pet."
....
Yeah, never good if a human assimilated a program.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 9:28 am
Forte nodded.
'No pet. It's an evvvvvilllll cat.'
"By the way, present!" he grinned, pouring Code a glass of Vodka and handing her some medicine to take, as he finished bandaging up the girl's wounds.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 9:38 am
Booze and painkillers. NOT the doctor's reccomended method, far from it, but hey, she could stand to be loopy for a while, right? Code opened an eye, and took the offered booze/medicine and nodded thanks, before popping the painkiller and drinking the glass of Vodka down in one gulp. After, she rolled over to her less-battered arm, then looked up at Forte.
"Sorry I didn't get any cookies, though. I got caught En-Route."
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 9:59 am
Forte's jaw dropped.
'That kisama....taking cookies from innocent girls....and netnavis. This will NOT be tolerated!!'
Forte fluffed up Code's pillows and brought the girl a blanket to curl under.
"First, we get you well. Then, we retreave our stolen cookies!"
Yes...great priorties Forte.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 10:05 am
Code decided not to mention the cookie mission had to be aborted, but curled up in the blanket gratefully, then grabbed Forte's hand.
She'd never made a sudden move around the navi before, but she also didn't want him running off getting hurt. Thus, she held on to his hand, the first time, too, she'd ever even touched him, and held on quietly. She didn't really want to see Forte try to sneak off and get hurt.
Not after losing her Net Navi to Nebula. She wouldn't lose another navi she cared about. Especially not this one.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 10:16 am
Forte was a bit taken aback at Code's grabbing of his hand; but let the human do so anyway.
'Um....I guess I can stick around. For a little bit anyways.'
The net navi sat on his knees on the floor, as his hand continued to be squeezed by Code.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 3:26 pm
Code smiled slightly at the navi, clinging to his hand for security a bit.
"I don't want you to get attacked too..."
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 12:30 pm
Me? Get attacked...you seriously don't know me that well then! I'm totally able to protect myself. ^-^
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 12:52 pm
That didn't help Forte's case any, and Coide had launched herself from the couch to clinging to the Net Navi, holding on tight.
"I don't want to lose you just because I left my guard down... Like..."
Code finally started to cry into the Navi's shoulder. Looks like the Vodka and Pain Killers kicked in.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 12:55 pm
She was touching him....seriously like on top of him. .....
Germs!! Human germs.
And...hot human germs too! Why'd she have to land on top of him?
Yeesh.
The netnavi took off his cape and put it around Code carefully.
Better?
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 12:57 pm
"Mmmppphhh." Code nestled further into her perch. Hey, it was nice and warm right here. Warm felt good right about now. The Cop them proceeded to get comfortable.
No way Forte was escaping now.
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