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Post by Model X Vent on Mar 6, 2013 13:13:42 GMT -5
(( sorry for being late! Had trouble motivating myself to RP lately ono ))
Vent was finishing off his cone when he looked at Giro incredulously. He dropped his mostly-finished cone on the ground in shock. "Are you serious??" He stood up. "Maybe we should just go."
(( I've actually had coffee-flavored ice cream before. It was terrible ))
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Post by Girouette & Model Z on Mar 10, 2013 16:58:11 GMT -5
[[You get those days sometimes.]]
"Aw, you dropped your icecream." Giro commented, looking at the wasted dairy product on the ground. Though Vent then stood and insisted on their departure, and he stood as well. "Okay then. Anywhere in particular in mind?" He asked.
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Post by Model X Vent on Mar 30, 2013 9:52:40 GMT -5
(( I'm getting them quite a lot... sorry again for this ridiculous delay. ))
"Back to your place, if you feel up to it." Vent said. He didn't even glance at the cone anymore, or Giro, looking away into the horizon, deep in thought, but mostly confused. "I'd offer to take you to my home, but I think the only place that qualifies is the Guardian HQ..."
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Post by Girouette & Model Z on Apr 3, 2013 17:03:13 GMT -5
"Alright then, lets go back." He finished off the last of his treat before turning to look back at Vent.
"... Vent." He said quietly. "You know where home is." A brief pause and he walked up to the boy, putting his hand on Vent's shoulder. "You always have a home with me. You're more than an employee or a ward. You're my son. What kind of father would I be if I didn't let you call the place I live 'home'?" He smiled warmly.
"So, lets go home."
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Post by Model X Vent on Apr 6, 2013 12:27:42 GMT -5
"..." Vent paused and looked halfway back to Giro. "... Thanks." He sighed, and a slight quiver in his voice betrayed his emotions. He looked forward again and walked.
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Post by Girouette & Model Z on Apr 16, 2013 22:47:03 GMT -5
Giro caught the quiver in Vent's voice, and he looked to his son, concerned. "Vent? What's wrong?" He asked, putting a hand on Vent's shoulder.
"You know you can talk to me."
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Post by Model X Vent on Apr 18, 2013 11:04:39 GMT -5
Vent paused for a moment before gently brushing Giro's hand off, preferring to walk ahead. "It's nothing, I'm fine," Vent insisted. His voice was more level and controlled this time.
He looked back to Giro, not breaking his stride. "Yeah, of course I know I can talk to you..." He said. He looked thoughtful as he faced forward again. "If I had anything to talk about, I'm sure I would."
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