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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 9:12 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 9:21 am
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Layla hurried out of the airport terminal, holding a heavy bag over each shoulder and a purse that cuts across her body like a messenger bag. Sticking out of the top of the purse was a sketchpad/notebook. She looked around and frowned with worry. I don't know where to go or what to do... I wish I had brought someone along with me...
She flipped her long, wavy hair over her shoulder and looked around at all the movement. On a distant wall, she saw a map and scurried over to it.
You are here, it said. She examined the map and looked for the place she might go to if she wasn't sure where she should go.
She saw that the University was close by, and it was likely the students there might know some sign, but she was too afraid she'd get lost in such a place. There was the manor, but usually a manor was a residential area, and she didn't want to bother anyone. The same was true of the homes and apartments.
The next closest thing was a bar. Layla wrinkled her nose. She didn't drink. But then again, there might be some locals there that could help her. She wondered if there would be anyone there who could sign. If not, she still had her notebook, after all.
So she went outside and flagged down a taxi.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 1:53 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 2:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 3:27 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 3:39 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 4:22 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 5:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 5:49 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 6:12 pm
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"Oh," Gatz said, "oooookay then..."
He cleared his throat and started to speak in a polite, flowery tone of voice that seemed entirely out of character with him.
"Alas, that fate would pit me against such a beautiful young woman! But this creature of female flesh doth threaten the peaceful life of this island and the very world; this can not be permitted under the stars of heaven! And so I am forced to raise arms against this vision of perfection and grace, least this wanderer's home of the heart be driven into the ocean under a heartless block of ice. If only she might be persauded otherwise and abandon her kin's follish endevor, but I fear that my protests do fall upon closed ears. Truely this is the cruelist fate of all!"
"--And now fair maiden, I must request that thou would defend thy self against my attempts, for I am even more loathe to strike an unarmed woman than one of the fighting nature. Now come at me! and face thy destiny!"
He looked back at Scorpio.
"So, is that better..?" he asked, a bit annoyed at having to be so fancy for a girl he wasn't all that interested in.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 7:09 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 7:41 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 8:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 9:07 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 10:01 pm
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