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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Dec 30, 2007 23:08:48 GMT -5
::When they approached the garage, Pietro opened the side door which led inside.:: "You're trustworthy. Be that."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 30, 2007 23:18:55 GMT -5
"I...suppose," she replied, having not seen it that way before.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Dec 30, 2007 23:23:39 GMT -5
::Pietro entered the garage after her, the door shutting behind them. They neared the Acura.:: "Tear a page from my belief system."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 30, 2007 23:25:43 GMT -5
"Your belief system?" She understood that he believed her trustworthy, but wanted to know more about what system he held to.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Dec 30, 2007 23:33:48 GMT -5
::Pietro walked beside her to the Acura, but did not unlock the doors. This was a serious discussion he did not wish to interrupt.:: "Be honest, be loyal, be just, and to Hell with everything else."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 30, 2007 23:42:05 GMT -5
"Remind me to tell that to the Professor," she said, nodding seriously but her voice a little wry.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Dec 30, 2007 23:46:06 GMT -5
::Pietro circled around the Acura to the passenger side, holding the door for her. He all but rolled his eyes at her comment.:: "He's too naive to listen."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 30, 2007 23:46:59 GMT -5
She got in, getting her skirt and coat out of the way. "He seemed to listen to me well enough."
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Dec 30, 2007 23:55:51 GMT -5
::Once her skirt was clear, Pietro shut her door. He circled around the vehicle, opened the driver's side door, slid inside, and closed it behind him. Buckling himself, he then turned on the engine.:: "Did you tell him to change his view of the world?"
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 31, 2007 0:02:31 GMT -5
"Well, I wasn't quite that blunt about it. I just told him to cancel the philosophy lecture," Ty said, chuckling a little.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Dec 31, 2007 0:06:17 GMT -5
::Pietro glanced in the mirror to make sure there was nothing behind them. Then he began to maneuver the vehicle out of the garage and down the pathway.:: "Try telling him he is naive."
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 31, 2007 0:11:02 GMT -5
"I doubt I'll be the first one to tell him that. Why waste my breath?" she asked, a little amused.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Dec 31, 2007 0:14:10 GMT -5
"Because he doesn't listen," ::Pietro supplied, proving the point he had set out to make.::
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Post by Typhoid on Dec 31, 2007 0:17:25 GMT -5
"I knew that, at least a little," she replied, not having as strict an opinion as that. "He...helps me, though, when I need it. Even if I'd intended on curing him when I came here."
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Dec 31, 2007 0:18:39 GMT -5
::That revelation was news to Pietro, and the car slowed for a brief instant.:: "You came to Cure him?"
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