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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

[transcribed kitchen noises, pages flipping, fingers tapping against a countertop; dictated:]

Hmmmm.

Does anybody know how to make tomato sauce without using tomatoes?

[footsteps]

Oh hey, what---

[SMACK. (Schuldig just got punched in the face.)]

OW! Son of a bitch! I said I was sorry!

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

I was kind of wondering that myself~

[spinning]

Left hand red--

[a rustling sound and then a surprised squeal as Aya loses her balance and crashes (softly) into Schuldig]

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

Wha--!

[more rustling, then a defeated sigh]

Does this mean you lose because you fell first, or do I lose because I technically hit the ground first?

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

[quiet laughter--but no sounds of movement to get back up, just yet~]

I think you lose.

Just because I say so. ♥

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

I don't think that's very fair.

[a soft sound--Schuldig taking liberties and ruffling her hair--and a sigh]

But if you wanna win that badly, okay~

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

[a smile]

So. Play again, or something else?

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

[a pause]

I dunno. What do you wanna do?

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[aya-evolved.livejournal.com]

Hmm~

[silence for a moment; Aya leans over and kisses him >>; ]

How about that?

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[dirtyrottenliar.livejournal.com]

[longer pause; Schuldig returns it]

Damn sight better than watching a movie.