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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 14:31:58 GMT -8
Buck knew how to handle his own in a conversation with any man and he smiled whistfully.
"Indeed. Still this trick of yours is rather nifty. Though learning to channel my Qi might be my first go around- now that's something I want to do."
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 14:36:57 GMT -8
"You can start before you get cured. Do you meditate at all?"
You didn't have to do it that way, it's just how he learned.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 14:39:28 GMT -8
Buck shrugged. "A lot actually" ...but before much else could be said there was a crash from inside the house and the high pitched voice of the doctor while Bastille tried furiously to shut her up with curses. Then they went silent. Buck looked back and then to Amtrum. "I do hope they aren't killing each other."
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 14:41:13 GMT -8
"Twenty bucks says Bastille would kill her first, if the Doctor didn't drug her and knock her out before she could."
He laughed and just kept walking away from the house with Buck. They would find the boys eventually.
"I could be a major dick and take us under ground too..."
It was a thought.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 14:44:18 GMT -8
"The sun is preferable actually, underground gets rather dull after 3 years" He chimmed brightly.
"I'll loose my money if I take that bet. The doctor only ever keeps sedatives for surgery and Bastille"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 14:46:29 GMT -8
"So much for making a quick buck."
He snapped his fingers.
"Oh well."
He grinned.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 14:52:14 GMT -8
Buck raised a brow and then turned back towards the house. "So why my sister?" He chimed in suddenly. "Forgive me, my older brother was an ass- a dead ass, so I do have to play protective brother in his stead. Just the regular questions of course" Smirk.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 14:54:45 GMT -8
"I will spare you the intimate details of what she is like behind closed doors. If you know what I mean. But what it boils down to is I like her spirit. She isn't broken and defeated, she always pushes forward, and she can keep up with me. I respect that. And I love that about her."
To keep it really simple.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 14:57:38 GMT -8
"Hm" He raised his brow, a smug smirk on his face. "She certainly is that- sometimes she doesn't always make sense, but she does certainly always find a way to muddle through"....and then he laughed rubbing his chin.
"although I've seen her behind closed doors- so to speak" He chuckled. "She told you about her business in Europe right? She spent mornings teaching the volunteers how to be.....convincing. It was beyond hilarious to watch"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 14:59:15 GMT -8
Mathew stopped walking and stared. That was unexpected.
"Wait, you what?"
Did he just say he saw how his sister was during sex? Because that was a bit awkward.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 15:01:52 GMT -8
"Not that way!" He shook his hands furiously. "But I accidentally walked in on her teaching people. She was never unclothed, but she was a good demonstrator. I got pulled in twice to convince people we weren't siblings"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 15:02:36 GMT -8
"Yeah... still super awkward sounding. Because you ARE siblings."
The more you learned...
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 15:10:09 GMT -8
"We never did anything. One time we bounced on a bed- well she did- I sat and twiddled my thumbs. The farthest we got was a peck in public- but, if you're European in anyway that's totally normal. I can only assume what tricks she's told you. She stayed might have stayed celibate during that time as an owner, but that doesn't mean she didn't learn or already know her fair share. Seems someone taught her well." Buck shrugged. "But as I've said, I was never much into the whole business. I was there to survive, as many of the refugees are."
"I think we've dwelled on this odd subject long enough, so tell me more about yourself Mr. Amtrum"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 15:18:08 GMT -8
He was actually very happy to change the subject. Not that he minded talking about Bastille and sex and how she was in the sack. But he wasn't really down about talking with her brother about what they did together. In a whorehouse. That just seemed weird to him.
"Oh there isn't a lot to tell about me. I'm a very simple man. I grew up in New York, joined a gang and worked up through the ranks. Declared myself a Dragon when the old gang fell as I acquired one of their coats."
He sounded like this was every kid's story.
"Started a few wars, enslaved a few people like your sister. Got experimented on in a correctional facility by a madman for a year, then took over the city of Seattle."
Small shrug.
"I mean what do you wanna know?"
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 17:10:11 GMT -8
"I guess nothing else" he stated after the short summary.
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