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Library (11/16/05)

Janet unlocks the door, sits down behind the Collections Desk, and starts entering books.
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[personal profile] swerval_zero 2005-11-17 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
It's not that bad.

(ooc: I did!)

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-17 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I wsan't implying that it was. That's just standard procedure *whenever* I'm out of Blue Cove for my father."

[ooc: *hee!*]
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[personal profile] swerval_zero 2005-11-17 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Your father is very strange, Parker. Not that there's anythin' wrong with that.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-17 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not denying that it's... different. But he has his reasons." Parker shrugs. "Either way, I think I'll be able to make it. I just wish...." She sighs. "I was supposed to see one of my friends when I was home. Now I don't now where the hell he is, so, that's not happening."
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[personal profile] swerval_zero 2005-11-17 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
Swerval. It'll be fun. Did your friend run off or somethin'? So close and yet so far.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-17 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Pretty much." Parker looked glum. "He called once, but I haven't heard from him in almost a week now, he could be *anywhere*.... Anyway. Yeah. We'll have fun in-- Flange City?"
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[personal profile] swerval_zero 2005-11-17 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
Don' worry, Parker, I'm sure he's okay. I mean, as long as he doesn' get mixed up with the dealers or, like, prostitutes, what's the worst that could happen? Any friend of yours is sure to have better sense than that.

Yep, Flange. Home sweet home.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-17 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Right," Parker said in a hollow voice. "Bound to have more sense." She knocks her head on the counter a few times.

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[personal profile] swerval_zero 2005-11-17 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
*pats Parker sympathetically on the back* I know I told you my brother ran away once. We got him back. An' my mum had it rough for a while, but if she'd never run off in the first place she'd never have met my da. All that is meant to be will converge. Or some bollocksy nonsense like that.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-17 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
Parker grimaces, and rests her head on the counter. "I'll try to believe that. I just wish he would call again. The brat. He sent an email virus to a mutual friend a day or two ago, but that's it." She straightens. "At least he's not back where he was. That counts for a lot. So. Yes. Optimism. Or something."
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[personal profile] swerval_zero 2005-11-17 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
*frown* If his home life was that bad, is it really surprisin' he bolted?

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-17 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"No. But he's been too sheltered. I always wanted to get him out of there-- but to somewhere I could keep an eye on him." She shrugs, making a face. "The next time he calls, damnit. I'm getting a phone number and a location."
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