[Pokey just stops. And stares at the fake of his brother in front of him. It takes a moment for him to fully realize what he's looking at. And for his rage to come fully to the fore.
His hands curl up into tight, angry little fists, and he grits his teeth. How dare they. How dare they.]
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Re: Action
Date: 2011-12-19 04:52 am (UTC)His hands curl up into tight, angry little fists, and he grits his teeth. How dare they. How dare they.]
No.
Go away. Now.