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Post by Nolan/Guy/Flynn/Cale on Sept 26, 2013 18:49:23 GMT
Nolan sighed softly as he walked down one section of books in the library. He was actually feeling much better now after the bar incident. That healing gel...and staying in bed did really helped. His eyes scanned over the books near him.
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Post by Pitch|Oncie|Mavy|Dipper|Astrid on Sept 26, 2013 18:57:22 GMT
Mavis rubbed her stomach out of habit as she walked, three books pressed to her chest. Now that she was pregnant she didnt do much other than read. She wasn't paying attention to where she was going and walked straight into Nolan. "Oh my god!" She exclaimed, throwing one of her gloved hand out toward him. "I'm soooooo sorry!!"
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Post by Nolan/Guy/Flynn/Cale on Sept 26, 2013 19:08:49 GMT
Nolan blinked in surprise when a female walked into him and apologized quickly on spot. He chuckled softly and took her hand gently. "No worries." he said in a kind voice. He did really seem to get angry much around females.
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Post by Pitch|Oncie|Mavy|Dipper|Astrid on Sept 26, 2013 19:25:27 GMT
She smiled warmly at him. "Oh good. You're not a crazy person!" She seemed relieved and squeezed his hand." "My name s Mavis."
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Post by Nolan/Guy/Flynn/Cale on Sept 26, 2013 19:39:16 GMT
Nolan chuckled lightly at this. "Yep. Not a crazy person. Just a stubborn person with anger problems...sometimes~" he joked lightly, shaking her hand lightly. "My name's Nolan."
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Post by Pitch|Oncie|Mavy|Dipper|Astrid on Sept 26, 2013 19:41:43 GMT
"It's nice to meet you." She titled her head. "Nolan? Where have I heard that name before..?"
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Post by Nolan/Guy/Flynn/Cale on Sept 26, 2013 19:47:10 GMT
"Nice to meet you too~" Nolan quirked an eyebrow at Mavis, tilting his head also at her. "Oh? Someone has been talking about me?" he chuckled, saying this in a teasing voice.
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Post by Pitch|Oncie|Mavy|Dipper|Astrid on Sept 26, 2013 20:10:15 GMT
"Maybe. I just remember hearing your name somewhere. It's probably nothing." She waved the thought away. "Besides, a guy like you probably doesn't have too many enemy's."
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Post by Nolan/Guy/Flynn/Cale on Sept 26, 2013 20:22:02 GMT
Nolan laughed lightly at this, shaking his head. "Oh believe me. I do have enemies. Two to be exact. One is pure evil. While the other is just persistent in their game." He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
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Post by Pitch|Oncie|Mavy|Dipper|Astrid on Sept 26, 2013 20:48:27 GMT
"Jackson no doubt. He's pretty much everyone's enemy. I naturally curious now, however. Who is the second one?"
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Post by Nolan/Guy/Flynn/Cale on Sept 26, 2013 21:01:18 GMT
Nolan nodded in agreement. "Pitch Black. The boogeyman, not much of one if you ask me." Nolan answered in a teasing tone, rolling his eyes playfully.
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Post by Pitch|Oncie|Mavy|Dipper|Astrid on Sept 26, 2013 21:35:55 GMT
Mavis froze, her jaw dropping. "You're enemies with.. Oh for heaven sake!!" She went from calm to angry in a flash but she wasn't angry at Nolan. "What did he do to you??"
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Post by Nolan/Guy/Flynn/Cale on Sept 26, 2013 22:09:25 GMT
Nolan blinked down at the girl in surprise, slightly confused by her outburst. "Quite a few things actually...How do you know him?" Nolan asked, keeping the few things to himself until she answered him.
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Post by Pitch|Oncie|Mavy|Dipper|Astrid on Sept 26, 2013 23:34:06 GMT
"Ugh,I'm so going to kill him. Please excuse my father. I apologize in his behalf."
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Post by Nolan/Guy/Flynn/Cale on Sept 26, 2013 23:50:05 GMT
Nolan eyes's shot wide open in surprise. "Your F-Father?!" Nolan asked in a shocked voice, Suddenly one of the lights behind Nolan up in the roof blew out due to Nolan's strong emotion of surprise. Nolan was too busy to notice because all he could think about was the information now in his head. The man was old enough to have a daughter. He glanced down lower, his eyes widening even more when he finally noticed that she was pregnant. ..Was Nolan dreaming?
(OOC: Nolan's like...cougar!! XD )
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How do you like being elevated off the ground, Pitch? *Pouts*
What kind of surgery was it?
Good lord! 
