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       Re: Sympathy
       By: NyxPsyche Date: July 6, 2012, 3:35 am
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       I'm not one for standing around and waiting, but I'll make due
       if I can have someone to connect with. Rayne smiles, and for a
       moment he seems to be one of the angelic choir. So, Joseph. He
       looks up at the figure holding him, then furrows his eyebrows
       and looks away. I'm sorry...this must be so strange for you. I
       hope you don't think I'm going to take you somewhere alone and
       rape you. The Gods know I've seen that too many times in my day.
       He looks back toward Joey, a pained expression on his face, and
       idly taps the glass of the watch, as if testing it.
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       Re: Sympathy
       By: Itchigo513 Date: July 6, 2012, 3:37 am
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       Joey bursts out laughing at the thought of someone over-powering
       him enough to rape him.
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       Re: Sympathy
       By: NyxPsyche Date: July 6, 2012, 3:40 am
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       Rayne looks up at Joseph, confused by his laughter. Did I say
       something funny? He tilts his head to the side. I suppose I am a
       pretty funny guy....
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       Re: Sympathy
       By: Itchigo513 Date: July 6, 2012, 4:02 am
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       Joey tries to contain his laughter, as he passes a small group
       of tourists, momentarily glad for that damned bluetooth
       invention. The auburn waves of his hair just hit the middle of
       his neck, plenty long enough to hide a hypothetical hand-free
       device.
       "No, no it's nothing... it's just", he glances down to Rayne
       with a smile, "the thought of someone being able to subdue me
       long enough to rape me... it's hilarious." Joey knew that he
       didn't look it, but he could take on a fighter three or four
       times his size thanks to his strength and skill. Even as a
       human, he had been able to either hold his own, or at least wear
       is opponent down and weaken them to his own level. Being a
       Brujah was merely icing on that cake.
       "I'm just curious what is going to come of all this. It is a
       fairly atypical situation, even for someone like me. I can't
       recall a Kindred ever holding a conversation with a...a.." Joey
       shrugs, unable to think of any lore similar to his current
       scenario, "I don't know, mirror person. But, I've seen odder
       things come to pass: I have met a Tori who isn't worthless,
       found beauty in a Nos, the direction modern technology has
       taken, and a black man is president, to name a few." He glances
       back down at the watch, "This really isn't that hard to accept."
       What was hard to imagine was how at easy Joey was feeling. He
       was usually described as "cold and stoic"  when he wasn't
       raging. Maybe it was because he didn't see the harm in relaxing
       himself around something that couldn't easily effect him...well,
       at least he didn't think Rayne could affect him. Either was, it
       was nice to have someone other than Jessika to talk to. Even if
       doing so made him feel like he was going crazy.
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       Re: Sympathy
       By: NyxPsyche Date: July 6, 2012, 4:28 am
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       Wait, a black man is president, now? Rayne raises his eyebrows
       in confusion. You mean, they're not still slaves?
       He shrugs. More power to them, I guess.
       He sighs lightly. You look contemplative, Joseph...
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       Re: Sympathy
       By: Itchigo513 Date: July 7, 2012, 5:43 pm
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       Joey shrugs, "I'm just normally not this chatty. At least not
       with..", he glances at the watch, "entities I just met."
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       Re: Sympathy
       By: NyxPsyche Date: July 8, 2012, 7:38 am
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       I like learning about people. It's all I've been able to do.
       Rayne looks around himself sheepishly. Tell me about yourself. I
       want to know everything!
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       Re: Sympathy
       By: Itchigo513 Date: July 8, 2012, 1:18 pm
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       Joey laughs at this request, then runs across the street. Once
       in the other side he continues the conversation. "Well, how
       about this? You ask the questions, and I'll decide whether or
       not I want to answer."
       This game of questions continues over the next few hours, until
       Joey finally arrives back in Metaire and makes his way to
       Florida St. where his two story house sits inconspicuously
       amongst a friendly neighborhood.
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