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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 5:45 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 10:49 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 4:12 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 7:01 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 9:37 pm
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The plane jerked wildly under a pair of heavy combat boots, steadily making their way along the aisle. The click of an extravagant cane was drowned out by the jolting passengers and the screaming pilot. The heady scent of an magical cigar wafted around raven hair, curling up around a special hat. This trip would be interesting, life threatening in the least; i just hoped my friends hadn't turned on me for my sudden absence. Having snuck aboard in my paranoia, the chances anyone had seen me were few.... spy habits die hard i suppose....
My neck popped at the jarring and my hip throbbed. Clutching the diamond head on my cane a little tighter, i made my way to first class and took a seat adjacent to the pit. Observing our new Stew, Timui, turn with a whip, i fastened my seat belt smoothly. Amazing how an armchair had a belt.... Taking my engraved lighter from a suit pocket, my eyes flicked to the frantic captain. "I return after all this time...." I drawled, watching the flame lick at the end of my cigar. A lovely thing it was.... tobacco free, pumpkin scented smoke and a great pain killer. Ah... i did so love inventing.... Taking a puff and reclining with a cocked eyebrow, i surveyed my long lost friends. "...to die before i can show off?"
This was about the time i remembered i'd been AWOL. Oops.
Leaning to get a better look in the cockpit, i observed the gentleman trying to fly a plane.
"So.... Since, you seem intent on killing the lot of us....No hard feelings my good sir Astrenose?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 10:15 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 6:58 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 9:25 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 12:55 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 5:20 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 6:13 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 6:24 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 4:43 pm
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"Only slightly my dear~ It's fine as long as you don't change." I said, drawing on the cigar as the plane leveled out. The painkiller was weaker under pressure, but i could cope; there was little for me to do right then at any rate.... The autopilot leveled out and i relaxed a touch, my back twinging at the movement. Hopefully i would be able to ignore it by the time we managed to to get anywhere. The muscles in my back tensed once more when Astren made a comment about the autopilot being self aware. No, i most certainly did NOT have terminator run through my mind. That would be silly. I was about to suggest we look into that, given the plane came from the Emo corner's penchant for the bizarre, when Pandii fell on my lap. "GAH--"I gasped, drilling my nails into the armrest and forcing myself to stay composed. My leg didn't hurt that bad, of course not. I'm American, we deal with pain well. Yes, yes that was good. Focus on other things. Like the look on my face. The grimace relaxed into a a smoothed, if not slightly forced, smile. Patting her head, i tried to play it off. "It's fine my dear~ What have you been up to while i was away?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 6:03 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 12:31 pm
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