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 Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2005 5:39 pm
*walks in* Hey everyone...
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 1:26 am
*She runs in*
Anyone home!
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 1:33 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 1:44 am
He falls into the room, raises up...staggers to a chair, his wraps hang loose, the blazes in his eyes turned from deep orange to light orange, almost burning out.
Do you know Mouse?
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 1:47 am
Mouse? I don't know anyone that goes by that name, buddy.
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 1:51 am
He nods and smiles wryly.
Ah, yes You people would know her by the name of...Angel.
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 1:52 am
Oh. Yes, I do know her. Why?
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 1:56 am
I need her...for...help....mediacal attention so to speak.
He raised his arms, showing the hanging wraps...then his eyes closed and he slumped over onto the table...
(I need to go Man)
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 1:58 am
Oh.. uh.. right. If I see her I'll let her know you were looking for her.
(See ya)
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 3:07 am
He rose up for a moment
Mouse...
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 3:25 am
No Sir...I am a Kitty...a Neeko.
*she looked at him and felt sad for him*
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 3:50 am
I was looking for.....Angel
He looked at the little cat girl and pleaded for help
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 3:52 am
Sir...Miss Angel has not been seen by me for a long time, but I am sure I can help. I am a Slave Girl and I know alot about helping.
*Her ears perked up as she walked over to him*
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 3:58 am
I am a monster...and I am sure you will not want to look under these wraps young one. I need them removed, all of them...and I need them.....burnt and new ones made...I need to sit in cool water...as you do this...AAAhhhh!
The air stung the skin that could be seen.
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 4:03 am
Shhhh I will help you Sir, I am not scared of you or your skin. I can't heal, I can find someone who can.
*She gently touches his hand*
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