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 Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 8:07 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 8:11 pm
"Its okay. See ya." She waved good-bye turning to Jet. "Sorry, were you looking for something?" She asks, remembering the man from before.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 8:13 pm
Tired from researching the Castle in the Sky, Jet walked over to the couch and flopped down. The half-wolf Mocha-chu jumped into his lap and curled into a ball, and the two of them slowly drifted into sleep.
[[OOC: It's getting late, I'm going to bed. ]]
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 8:16 pm
She took her usual seat behind the bar, crossing her arms and drifting off.
[[ I gotta go too. ]]
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2006 9:22 pm
Khazid slowly walked into the bar after weeks of absence wondering if any of the tenants would remember him. Contemplating this and current events in his life he walked over to the bar and instead of going for the hard liquor he went to a small cupboard and got the coffee grounds and put some on the pot.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 12:05 pm
The smell of fresh coffee was strong, and it waked the Young-man and his wolf-dog.
Refreshed, Jet sat up and began planning out the road ahead of him. He had several options: The first was to find a means of aquiring a dragonite stone; the second,
begin his quest to locate and raise the fabled Flying Castle. However, there was a third option: Jet was bored with research, and the lack of combat made him wonder if his skills had rusted. He looked around the room, scanning for a suitable sparring partner.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 3:37 pm
The strong fragrence woke her up. She yawned stretching her arms into the air and rubbing the sleepy vision from her eyes. "Ugh, what is that? -sniff- Coffee?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 7:57 pm
He walked in and looked around for a moment. He then laughed and walked over to the couch and sat.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 5:48 pm
*Shadow walks into the bar and sits down on a couch.*
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 7:59 pm
Dark walked in and jumped onto the rafters.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 9:35 pm
"Hello Drake, feeling any better?" Khazid asked after flying up to the rafters at the sight of his brother.
((Hey man, can you give me the names of some mods I can talk to about this stupid Database error glitch crap?))
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 10:03 pm
((OOC: From a mod that being me
The database error things is a sitewide occurence with no solution. All you can do is wait until its fixed which is hopefully soon sweatdrop sorry but thats all I know to say for now))
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 12:09 am
((Thanks Yawg. I was in a thread in the Q and A forum where someone quoted you and I got all the information I needed. It helped me to understand it. But it's still annoying.))
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 9:12 am
*The icecubes clinged in a low tone as Ali raised the glass up against his forhead, feeling the cold and pondering upon Clavi's choice. In a way it was a good choice, he didn't have to worry too much about her safety especialy now as he Islands defence systems had proven to be useless. However without her pressence around to calm him down, his nature would most likely turn more visious and violent. It could very well mean that sooner or later he'd become as sinister as his nemesis from the past, perhaps even more.
A soft sigh escaped from his lungs as he lowered the glass back down upon his lower lip, tilting it for a swift second and placeing it back onto the counter.
Nothing really happened anymore in RDS, then again he had been stuck inside his castle with work and guests. One inwhich he had to release.*
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 5:01 am
he opened the doors walking through the bar to the farest seat from th door in a corner, he sat in a chair and leaned his head on the wall
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