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Post by claymorrow on Nov 22, 2010 20:26:29 GMT -5
Name of Thread: Get Me Outta Here Characters Involved in Thread: Clay Morrow - Kate Cliff IC Month Thread Occured: July Brief Description of Thread: Kate ask Clay if she can go to Vegas instead of remaining in Clay Morrow's Home for Wayward Girls. Clay agrees and wishes he was going with her.
Another day of hiding in the back of his house and drinking like a fish out of water had fallen on Clay Morrow. He had reached that point where he could no longer take being in his house anymore and it was driving him to the brink of insanity, bras and breast all over the place not to mention he hadn't had time alone with his wife since she opened up Clay Morrow's home for Wayard Children. Grumbling to himself he lifted an eyebrow when the door open and closed before he shifted pretending to be asleep until he realized that it was Kate.
"Whatever it is tread carefully Kate, I'm at my wits end right now." He righted himself in the chair before he turned his head so that he could look over at her.
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Post by mavrick on Nov 22, 2010 20:44:53 GMT -5
Kate looked like a stressed cat stuck up in a tree. She had closed the door behind her like she’d just burst out of a fumigated room. She threw herself into the chair across from Clay, who she noted was pretending to sleep, but came to when he realised it was only her.
“I can’t take this anymore!” She burst after Clay was done warning her. “It’s like a fucking sorority in there!” She pulled her legs up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her knees. She looked like if you wanted to torture her, all you had to do was throw her back in the house.
“Can I PLEASE go back to Vegas?” she asked, her best puppy dog face and sweet voice on that she could muster.
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Post by claymorrow on Nov 22, 2010 20:49:38 GMT -5
"Who are you going to Vegas with?" Clay asked before he lifted an eyebrow and looked over. Cracking open another beer he had nearly downed it before he flicked the ash of his cigar onto the ground.
Alright so he would give her that the current conditions of the house were that bad, although the one didn't really say much of anything and she was gone most of the time which made her face less of a pain in Clay's ass.
"YOu tell me who your going with and I'll tell you if you can go or not. If I let you geo you had better hope you check in with Joe Miles or else I'll know," Clay added as he waited to hear what she said. After all Kate enevr did anything without knowing for sure she had an escape route.
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Post by mavrick on Nov 22, 2010 20:56:42 GMT -5
Kate felt a grin burst onto her face as Clay actually considered the idea instead of telling her no from the start. She pondered her options and decided the best course of action that would have Clay agreeing with her. “I could ring Jess and have her come in a car. So that way it doesn’t look out of place?” She gave a very nice, hopeful looking smile.
“And I promise I’ll check in with Joe, first thing.” God she hoped he’d let her go. She felt the panic in her, waiting for him to say no and for her to have a five year old tantrum. She just couldn’t take it any more. She needed some testosterone in her life! There were too many god damned titties in that house, and she couldn’t stand one more minute of it.
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Post by claymorrow on Nov 22, 2010 21:00:05 GMT -5
"Alright, you can go. You check in with Joe and you stick with Jess. No going to the Hills and that goes for the both of you." Clay paused before he reached over and ran his fingers through his hair. "Which one is Jess again?" He never paid all that much attention to the woman around him and sometimes they started to bleed together but he knew the name.
Leaning back in the chair he looked over at Kate before he lifted an eyebrow. "Alright where's my hug before you get out of here and don't take me with you."
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Post by mavrick on Nov 22, 2010 21:06:26 GMT -5
Kate tried not to jump in the air in victory as Clay agreed she could go. But you could tell she was stoked never the less. When Clay asked which one Jess was she rolled her eyes at him, but answered anyway. “My best friend since I was 13, Isaac Nichols Old Lady.” Clay knew he’d remember her now, since he’d attended Isaac’s funeral. There was a pause, and Clay asked for his hug.
Kate raised an eyebrow then stood up and moved over to hug him. She paused when she got closer to him, pointed at his chest and went, “Shit Clay, what’s that?” sounding rather panicked. She waited until he thought there really was something on him and went. “It’s a pussy! You’re being assimilated!” She then ran past him like he was contagious, waited a good long moment, then moved behind him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
“See ya later, Big Softy.”
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Post by claymorrow on Nov 22, 2010 21:09:33 GMT -5
He shook his head thought he was laughing before he sighed. "Yeah well don't tell too many people about that, now get out of here before I change my mind and make you stay," he threatened sliding back down into the chair and taking the stance of he was being asleep again just in case anyone decided to come and chat with him.
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