originally posted in:The New Dojo
Q: Yeah, im in here. Also, there's someone i want you to meet.
M: Hiah.
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"Um... Can I come in then?"
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Q: Sure M: Why not? *we're both sitting on the bed, him in pajamas, me wearing a scarf around my neck*
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*Sketch opens the door, walking in and looking between the two. He smiles at Mason.* "Hey Quincy, who's this?" [spoiler]What is Mason? I think I missed the post where you introduced him...[/spoiler]
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M: Hi, im Mason. Im an old friend of Quincy's. [spoiler]he's a Corgi. he's also a foot smaller than me[/spoiler]
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"Well nice to meet you Mason, I'm Sketch." *He holds out a hand for Mason to shake.* [spoiler]Wow, Sketch is 5ft tall, Quincy is 4ft ??in tall and Mason is 3ft ??in tall![/spoiler]
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*Mason shakes his hand* Good to meet you Sketch. Im glad Quincy has a friend here, you have no idea how much pressure youve taken off my back. *Quincy giggles* Mason, i keep telling you i'd be fine even if i was alone. M: I have some serious doubts about that, but ok.
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"Hmm... Well you did come here with a bullet wound Quincy... But I just want to help people. I am glad to have Quincy as a friend though, that's for sure."
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Q: and im glad to have you as a friend. M: *chuckle* Q: whaaat? M: Nothing, nothing. -yawn- i need sleep, night guys. -flops on the bed and immediately starts snoring- Q: heh, yeah, he's out cold.
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"Oh wow... He really is... I've never seen anyone fall asleep like that..."
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heh heh. he's funny like that.
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"Yeah." *He chuckles a little.* "So, what's going on? Why's he here?"
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Ive been.. remembering bits of my past... he came to more or less tell me the worst of it before i remember on my own. to, you know, prepare me for it mentally.
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"Oh, I understand... I wish I could help you with that somehow but I guess there really isn't a way for me to..."
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Well actually, youve been helping a great deal. You being around helps me keep it together i guess
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"Oh, well then I'm glad I can still help... And if you do need someone else to talk to then I'm always open to talk."
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thanks, it means a lot. *rubs my neck*
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"Don't mention it." *Sketch sits next to Quincy, patting him on the back.*
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*slumps over/ leans on Sketch* Good friends dont come around too often.
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"No, they don't..."
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*side hugs Sketch* Well, there's always someone that shows up.
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"Indeed, there is." *He says, hugging back.*
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[spoiler]end?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I guess[/spoiler]