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Post by Scott Jacob Mason on Nov 21, 2012 19:33:07 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #355e65 solid 10px; width: 399px; padding: 5 5 5 5px;]you say that i'm a mess how could you expect anything less He saw her nod at what he said, but she didn’t say anything about it, which left him feeling significantly awkward about it. he hadn’t wanted to upset her but it seemed like they both had pretty heavy things going on right now so jumping straight into things just didn’t seem like the brightest of ideas. He had Morgan to think about, and right now he was still trying to figure out his relationship with his little sister, let alone getting straight into a serious relationship with a woman, especially one who had just told him all that, because he knew that she would still be having her own problems too.
Scott looked over as she spoke, nodding a little when she said that she wanted to take a walk, standing up from where he had been sitting on the couch, Tank jumping up as soon as he did, looking up at him expectantly. “Sure,” he answered, reaching down to give the dog a scratch on the top of his head.
“I’m not sure leaving him here is a good idea, he usually goes everywhere with me and he’s liable to tear your house apart to get out and try to find me,” he told her. The amount of times he had come home to a wrecked house… the back of their front door was all scratched up from him trying to dig his way out. He was fine if Morgan was home, but otherwise he hated it. And while he was more tolerant of his own home being wrecked by the dog, he didn’t want him to do the same to hers.
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Post by seelymagadanz on Dec 6, 2012 8:45:30 GMT -8
She smiled and nodded, ok he can come with not that I mind I have to replace the carpet and many of other things in this house due to a certain pup, hence he gets kenneled now. Oh how she had learned that she could not let Atti roam the house the hard way, she had come home to a disaster and she was still cleaning up after the storm. It was like hurricane Atti struck just inside my house and only when I got home did the storm make landfall and peter out. She laughed and shook her head, im still missing a few cabinet doors, that end table is merely decorative if you were to set anything on it, it would fall I just haven’t had time to do everything I need to do and things I want to do, to me it doesn’t feel quite homey yet. She shrug and put Atti in his kennel and gave him a treat, then she grabbed her keys so she could lock the door behind them, she may have had a shamble of house but still didn’t need anyone coming in and taking things. She tucked the keys in her pocket for now and looked to Scott, ready? She spoke waiting.
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Post by Scott Jacob Mason on Dec 10, 2012 16:42:16 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #355e65 solid 10px; width: 399px; padding: 5 5 5 5px;]you say that i'm a mess how could you expect anything less Scott nodded, reaching down to clip Tank’s lead back up to the pup’s collar, the large dog sitting and waiting patiently until his owner straightened up again before bouncing back to his feet, tail wagging wildly at the prospect of getting to go out for a walk. “I don’t mind him tearing my house apart so much but I don’t feel comfortable letting him do it to anyone else’s,” he answered.
He was working on fixing his own house up now… it had been a fixer upper from the start, he had known that when he had bought it, back when he had first been asked if he could take Morgan in, and he had done all of the necessary things first… the aesthetics of it weren’t exactly something that was his forte so he had been considering asking Morgan what she thought, she would probably be better at it than he would ever be. He could do cars fine, and horses, but interior decorating… yeah, no, he was going to leave that to someone who actually knew what they were doing, or at least knew better than him.
“Yeah, I’m ready to go,” he replied, giving her a quick smile before heading towards the door, barely having to tug on the lead to get Tank moving, the pup practically bouncing back over to the door in front of him, full of energy as always. Then again, when was ever not bouncing off the walls? It took a lot to tire the dog out… Scott was just thankful that he was mostly quiet and slept during the night, because the last thing he wanted was an over active dog jumping all over him whilst he was trying to sleep, seeing as though he knew locking him away for the night would just result in a lot of whining and barking and him trying to dig his way through the doors so it was impossible to do really.
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Post by seelymagadanz on Jan 8, 2013 14:45:55 GMT -8
She smiled and nodded, feeling bad about leaving Atti but she really didn’t feel like taking him, he was just too much energy for her too handle at the moment. She opened the door and stepped out, being hit by a light breeze that was just ever so slightly chilly. She zipped her coat up a little more and stepped aside as he came out the door with Tank. She stepped back up and closed the door locking it securely before stepping down the stairs and waiting, Its really not that bad of a night if I do say so myself. She laughed softly, looking to Scott with a soft smile on her face, she really liked him and taking it slow seemed to be the best thing for both of them right now, more so for her sake then anything, but for her it was hard to picture this kind man snapping and hurting her, let alone letting something happen to her. She stuck her hands in her pockets and placed her keys back in her pocket and looked up to the sky, the sun was just beginning to set and it was her favorite time of the day, you know this is my favorite time of the day, theres just something about it that makes it so beautiful. She smiled and started walking but still waiting for him to join her.
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Post by Scott Jacob Mason on Jan 17, 2013 0:21:30 GMT -8
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #355e65 solid 10px; width: 399px; padding: 5 5 5 5px;]you say that i'm a mess how could you expect anything less “Yeah, it’s nice. Not too cold, which is a bonus,” Scott answered, sticking his hand through the loop on Tank’s leash before he put his hands into the pockets of his jacket. Well, it wasn’t as cold out as it had been over the last couple of weeks, but he had the feeling that his hands would still start to feel like they were going numb after a while. His face wouldn’t fare too much better, but at least the rest of him was covered up sufficiently enough that he wouldn’t get too cold. And of course, he didn’t have to worry about Tank, the pup already had an extremely thick coat so he probably didn’t even feel it.
He nodded when she said that it was her favourite time of day, falling into step beside her as she started walking, Tank ambling along just ahead of them, nose to the ground pretty much the whole time, obviously insistent on sniffing every single scent he could find along the way, even if it was only for a brief moment before he moved on to the next one. “Probably because it’s so much quieter than it is during the day,” he replied, tugging on Tank’s lead to get him to move again when the pup decided to stop and sniff a patch of grass for a little longer, long enough that he was lagging well behind the pair anyway, but he quickly scampered to catch up to them again.
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Post by seelymagadanz on Jan 30, 2013 10:15:34 GMT -8
Seely nodded her head, maybe that was the answer, maybe it was just because she was alone in her home and never had to worry about anyone hurting her. Did that make her a freak or just cautious? She sighed and tucked her hands in her pockets of her coat, she always seemed to think a lot more around this time, she hadn’t the answer for that either at lease not now. She casted a glance over her shoulder back at the pup who had decided to stop and sniff a patch of grass but she soon looked forward again when he scrambled to catch up with them, I don’t know that could be the answer or it could be something else that makes me like it so much, I don’t have the answer for it. She shrugged and laughed, Seely really didn’t have the answer to a lot of life’s questions but she tried to answer them to the best of her ability. She playfully leaned over and bumped Scott, with another light laugh. She did a spin before deciding on walking backwards, I suppose I should tell you if we plan on taking this slow and something does happen, I can be a little goofy and playful sometimes… she trailed off, ok scratch that most the time, unless I dictate it to be a lazy day and in that case I don’t leave my bed unless its dire, like food or going to the bathroom. She grinned and turned around walking normally again, so Scott is there anything I should know about you? At least that will help me out a little bit. She found herself grinning again and continuing to walk every once and a while casting a glance over her shoulder at Tank and maybe just for security reasons, but once again she really couldn’t answer why.
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