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Drew-Misham
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[2009-08-07 04:43:59 +0000 UTC]
"Drew Misham"
(United States)
# Statistics
Favourites: 4; Deviations: 0; Watchers: 28
Watching: 58; Pageviews: 3952; Comments Made: 145; Friends: 58
# Comments
Comments: 83
Well, I suppose here is where we part ways. It's been fun, but goodbye.
~Southern00Belle
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You've been gone 5 weeks. If you don't contact us in the next week, your account may have to be terminated.
~Southern00Belle
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Hello!
Sorry, but it appears that you have been gone for 8 weeks.
If you don't contact us in the next week, we may have to kick you out.
~Southern00Belle
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Just in time to keep your part!
~Southern00Belle
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*looks at his coat*
mister. you have paint all over you coat..
a-a-are you a painter of artest by any chance?
*eyes glitter*
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Misham blinked at this.
... He... wasn't... a good artist...
"Erm... well... practice...? I-I'm not much of a help..."
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Everyone tells me to practice, and I do, but I'm not improving...
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Hello, sir!
I'm Miyuki Intabyu!
Niiice too meet you~
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"Erm..." Misham, a bit taken back by her cheery attitude, was drawn back for a moment. Looking to the side, placing a hand over his mouth he muttered, "N-nice to meet you... I'm Drew Misham."
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Walking slowly but meaningfully with a purpose in mind, Damon Gant entered the Painters home.
Gant smiled before talking. 
"I was wondering how you came to such knowledge my friend!"
Gant made sure to congratulate himself, the request was not too forceful and very polite.
(ooc: that was FUN!
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"Hrm- ah, er, a guest..." Misham muttered, awkwardly. He always was a bit nervous around guests, especially that one reporter, Spark Brushel.
Brushel more or less frightened him a tad... "H-Hold on, please. Before we... discuss... would you like a bit of coffee, or anything...? And please, take a seat..."
(Nicely made, XD)
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Gant noticed the nervousness of the painter but decided to ignore it. After all the man was reclusive and had probably earned some enemies through his shifty occupation. Keeping his warm smile as friendly as possible, he moved towards the nearest seat.
"Thank you Misho, its good to see some genuine manners once in a while.
He thought it best to play along for now. It would be interesting to hear the tale after all. The Chief sat down slowly and crossed his legs.
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After a short while, the gray haired man returned with both his special blue mug, and a standard white one- most likely for guests. Setting it down at the table, he sat across from Gant, trying his best to smile.
"Ah, so then..." he muttered- taking a sip of his mug. However, he seemed to twitch right before so- rubbing the rim of the mug with his thumb first before taking a sip, "You wanted to know how I knew of Mr. Wright... y-yes?"
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Gant thought it best to pause slightly before answering, that way he would seem less insistant. "That is correct Misho, and I must say you do like to keep a fellow in suspense!"
Realising that could be interpreted as rudeness, the Chief quickly added, "I like that Misho, there are too many I know that rush a good conversation.
Gant sipped his coffee gently.
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"Ah, yes, I know how you feel..." Once again, Drew's mind reflected onto that of his fatefull meet with Spark Brushell. The thought made him shiver... "Ah... well, in essence... you can almost say I'm a... fan of his? ... A certain case he had where he presented falsed evidence... was due to me..."
Looking down, Misham's hand shook slightly as he took a sip of his coffee, mind reflecting on that case much like his face reflecting in the coffee, and in essence, reminding him of Prosecutor Godot. "... He's an intruiging man... I wanted to learn what he had done to be so accomplished... after he lost his badge, I mean... he just stood there. He wasn't angry or anything... as such, you can see, I became a "fan", of sorts..."
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Gant reflected on the time just before he was arrested and recalled the fatherly feelings he had towards Wright at the time. Of course time had extinguished this now, but the memory remained. "I see Misho, yes I was a fan myself at one point as well."
"Now to the next question then. How are you able to follow your fandom? You seem to know about everyone Wright has ever been in contact with..." Gant paused. It was much better to let the silence alone, pry the answer from Misham.
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hey you are an artist! you could draw a picture of me and ronnie?
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"Erm, sure thing." Misham nodded, ruffling his hair.
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Thanks for the watch! I'll be keeping my eye on you though...
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"Erm, y-yes sir..." Misham stuttered- this man's presence giving him a kind of "vibe", "... Ah, may I ask why?"
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Just in case you were a hooligan!
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"Erm- a hooligan...? Ah, you mean the sort as to which TP's your house every Halloween? Happens to me all the time..." Misham muttered, frowning slightly.
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Exactly! Or the ones that ruin your flower bed, or dump litter in the streets or spray their foul grafitti everywhere!
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"Agh- I know it all so well..." Misham was relieved. The torture he received so many times in the past wasn't just against him! He and this strange old man were in this together!
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I don't see why they just don't lock them up somewhere.
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"Well, they do..." he rubbed his chin, frowning, "However, those are only the ones who get caught doing something wrong..."
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Honestly, anyone between the ages of 13 to 16 should be locked up somewhere!
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"Well, I'd think that's a bit harsh... I mean, I have a daughter myself. I wouldn't want her to be locked up..." he paused, briefly. "Say, do you have children, Mr...?"
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Kudo. Victor Kudo. I do have children, although they never visit me as often as they should. *pout*
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"Ah... nice to meet you, Mr. Kudo. ... And I'm sure they have their reasons... how old are they?" He took a slight pause. "Er, also, I'm Drew Misham..."
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The oldest is 36, the other is 34. Honestly, they never call...
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"Well, I'd assume they might be busy working... though, you would know better than me..." he ruffled his hair, thinking for a moment. "Why not call them instead, every once and a while?"
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I'm old! They should be calling me!
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"Hrmm, well..." Misham took another pause to think about his answer, for a moment. "... Do they have families? Like a wife, and a child?"
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Of course they do. But do they ever let their children stay with me? Nooooo.
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"Mm, maybe they're just busy... At least they still get to visit you..." Misham crosses his arms. "I still take care of my daughter, really. She's quite shy..."
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"Ah, let's see, she's... well, she should be about 18, as I recall... but for some reason, she's a little girl again... I think it's because of the odd time paradox around here, but..."
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I noticed that too! I don't understand why I can't be a twenty year old me instead of old me. It works for some people!
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"I wish I could answer that myself..." Misham sighed, agreeing greatly with him. He himself was getting on in his years...
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Well, I'm not dead yet! Still got some youth in these bones!
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