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Post by Chris Halliwell on Mar 28, 2008 21:02:39 GMT 10
Chris thought the same thing he would go to the end of the world and back, fight till his last breath, and if it called for it he would ethane wear a skirt!, to protect his family.
"I'm not giving up on Dad ether" He said getting up and waking out of the room, down the stairs and into the kitchen were he stood leaning against the wall. He stood there listning and thinking about the demons and other things they have faced in the path, not once they had given up, and they never will.
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Post by Paris Halliwell on Mar 29, 2008 6:27:17 GMT 10
Paris looked up from her plate, surprised that Wyatt had come back down so quickly, and with Chris as well!
Shaking her head, Paris answered Wyatt, "Not a thing. Unless you find my chewing and swallowing riviting entertainment," she said, trying to make a joke of it.
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Post by Chris Halliwell on Mar 29, 2008 6:39:39 GMT 10
Chris commented with a "Whoop Chewing!!!!!". "Anyway"Chris started "What you playing at P3 later?" He finished curiously still leaning up against the wall. He realised he may leave a mark and stood up an added "Anything we know or something new thats came out of the mind of the Productive Paris"
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Post by Wyatt Halliwell on Mar 29, 2008 23:15:20 GMT 10
Wyatt just laughed. "I'll be there but promise us backstage passes though." Wyatt teased. He was happy to see everyone making a name for themselves though he still didn't have a job and being the his finale year in school Wyatt had no idea on what he wanted to do after school and beyond that though fighting’s demons was like a part time job without the pay. "Or Paris won't tell us and keep it secret to make us have to wait till we arrive at P3 to finally hear her play." Wyatt joked again hearing Chris speak. Now all Wyatt had to do was to find something to do for the rest of the day till they all would meet at P3 latter.
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Post by Chris Halliwell on Mar 29, 2008 23:20:19 GMT 10
Chris also didnt have a job but he wasn't in his last year at school but still he didnt know what he wanted to be something like a game designer and with the things hes been through he wouldn't run out of ideas. Chris realised it was never going to happen, he needed a job that he can just rush off at any minute to go fight demons, he supposed it would come to him one day and it was a while till that happened.
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Post by Paris Halliwell on Mar 30, 2008 0:14:03 GMT 10
Paris smirked at the two brothers. "You know what? I think I will keep you in suspense for just a little bit. And..." she said, then, lifting her fork to her mouth she made of show of finishing the last piece of her french toast. Closing her eyes. Chewing. Making little sounds of enjoyment in the back of he throat. Swallowing. And then a long, satisfied sigh as she set her fork down again.
Standing up, she grabbed the empty plates and the frying pan and put them into the sink, before turning to the boys. "Since I cooked. You get to do the dishes!" she said, stating the well known rule in the Halliwell family. She patted each on the shoulder, chuckling to herself, as she passed them by on her way to the front door. "Enjoy your day, guys. I'll see you around 3," she said, and then left the Manor.
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Post by Chris Halliwell on Mar 30, 2008 0:19:12 GMT 10
Chris looked at the dishes and said loudly "Erm.. what was that Mom I'm coming!" He ran upstairs leaving Wyatt with the dishes.
He walked into his room sat on his bed and continued his game of Mario Brothers. Chris considered himself as a really good gamer but not as good as some of the people he had seen on youtube and stuff.
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Post by Wyatt Halliwell on Mar 30, 2008 1:42:03 GMT 10
"Hey!" Wyatt yelled as Chris ditched him so he had to wash the dishes. Shaking his head Wyatt reached across the bench to grab a towel to begin washing the dishes something that Wyatt hated to do though like most things it had to be done and it would be Chris’s turn next he would make sure of it because he wasn't going to do the dishes twice in a row well it was only fair.
It didn't take long before Wyatt finished the dishes thus he stood in the kitchen looking around there wasn't really much to do other than sit around the house. "If anyone needs me I'll be somewhere." Wyatt called out and with a bright glow of blue and white light Wyatt orbed out of the manor.
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