03-23-2008, 05:19 AM
Fred raised an eyebrow at what Meredith had said. I would, because then I'd be the one with the blood my hands. Same body, same hands. Okay your's are bigger than mine, but whatever. He didn't say anything, but nodded in agreement. "It's kind of weird how we can act totally different out on the battlefield compared to just sitting around. I don't know about that, you're still your asinine self. Says the girl who's a motormouth even when she's almost dead. They continued to argue inside their consciousness, unnoticed by the others there, at least Fred hoped so.
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