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Post by isidora on Jan 21, 2010 2:22:26 GMT -5
Isidora nodded and grabbed it, plugged it in and started to vacuum up the dust.
"There's a difference between chaos and filth!" Isidora exclaimed over the roar of the vacuum as she furiously cleaned.
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Post by Sara on Jan 21, 2010 2:26:29 GMT -5
Sara, who had been on her way to the small kitchen, stopped and turned to look at Isidora, shocked that she said that.
Does she even know the difference between the two the state this place is in, Sara thought.
"You can't tell the difference here, though," Sara said, shouting over the vacuum.
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Post by isidora on Jan 21, 2010 2:27:49 GMT -5
Isidora looked at Sara as she turned off the vacuum.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
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Post by Sara on Jan 21, 2010 2:32:31 GMT -5
"That, from what I've seen you do, it would seem like you can't tell the difference between chaos and filth. Though... there was chaos 'bout 800 years ago."
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Post by isidora on Jan 21, 2010 2:33:31 GMT -5
"Then enlighten me what the difference is," Isidora said before adding, "please."
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Post by Sara on Jan 21, 2010 2:35:45 GMT -5
"Filth is what you see around you," Sara motioned to the room. "Chaos is what you've done the first time I met you, any time a dictatorship type government's overthrown, and war. Just to name a few."
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Post by isidora on Jan 21, 2010 2:38:21 GMT -5
"I'm aware. So I do know the difference."
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Post by Sara on Jan 21, 2010 13:43:28 GMT -5
Sara sighed and turned for the kitchen.
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Post by isidora on Jan 21, 2010 17:31:07 GMT -5
Isidora went back to vacuuming, trying to lessen the amount of dust on everything.
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Post by moose on Jan 23, 2010 13:41:28 GMT -5
sasha head jerked up as Sara entered the kitchen
"Sara, i am grateful for your care and hospitality, but you can not seriously be considering giving that abomination a room here?" Sasha said
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Post by Sara on Jan 23, 2010 15:42:32 GMT -5
Sara looked over her shoulder, in Isidora's direction. "There's something about her, I don't know what it is." She turned back to Sasha and Drake. "We still need to keep a very watchful eye on her."
Drake walked to the door and watched Isidora, studying her. "What do you see, Drake," he heard Sara ask him.
"Despite having seen what she can do, calm. Almost like she has something similar to bipolar."
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Post by moose on Jan 23, 2010 21:52:28 GMT -5
"da, like a gernade before you pull the pin" Sasha said with disgust and turned to walk to his room, he didnt feel like confronting that brat this early in the morning . He would probably kill her
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Post by Sara on Jan 23, 2010 22:06:29 GMT -5
Sara shook her head with a hint of a smile.
"To think you almost killed Reynaldo the night we all met," Drake said.
"I could have," Sara corrected, turning back to working on the kitchen. She turned to look in the fridge to see if there was any sort of food in it; knowing there wasn't going to be.
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