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 Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 10:48 pm
"Because I'm just I don't know. Random like that." She shrugged sipping her brew. "I was trying to make a joke?" She smiled, she never was good at conversing.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 10:54 pm
Finding herself laughing at that she nodded. "I just hear it constantly, not your fault and it was a good one. But yeah, in my profession, you rely mostly on it. I'm one of the more random people I guess you could meet. I just go on tangents..and I have a problem rambling occasionally.."
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 10:56 pm
"I don't talk much." She looked around. "I just came to play, get my case and go home but..." She gazed at the woman. "I see all hell broke loose. You know what happened?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 10:59 pm
"I don't know anyone here mainly, but I've just heard things, something about a person named Yawgmoth getting upset over something. I didn't really pay attention to the details after that." She offered an apoligetic smile, taking another sip.
"You seem to be talking fine to me, but if you have places to go, I understand."
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:04 pm
"I'm here now. Might as well enjoy the company." She downed the rest of her bottle and peeled the label off.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:07 pm
"Wherever you go, there you are?" She smiled, watching as she peeled the label from her bottle. "Never did quite understand why people do that? Then again, striking every match and letting them bun down is another one. There I go, rambling again, guess I'm not much of a conversationalist much anymore either. Shame." She sighed, looking down at her bottle, before she shrugged, working hers off as well.
"I have really got to start sleeping at night. My schedule is just so messed up anymore."
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:10 pm
"I sleep when I'm tired." Laughing softly she dug into another pocket and pulled out a matchbox. "You see Magik, " She opened the box and pulled two wooden matchsticks out, handing one to her she continued. "You have to beet the Devil." She lit a match, turned it upside down until it burned nicely then flipped it rightside up and watched it burn. "If the flame touches your finger tips, you loose...Devil wins."
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:11 pm
*she walks into the bar with a big smile on her face* "Hello"
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:16 pm
*she waves back to her* "Hey"
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:17 pm
"I sleep when my body forces me too." She snickered, looking over confused when she was handed the match, watching what she was doing. "beat the devil." She smiled, thinking of how different of a game it was. "Interesting. but I would rather beat the devil in a different way.."
Winking she pushed her shades back up, sitting back in her chair, even as she found herself striking the match, holding it upside down as she waited for the match to ignite further, bringing it rightside with a victorious smile. "Doesn't help giving something that can create fire to a recovering pyro. Kidding."
Snickering she waved hearing Alley's hello. "Heyas hon. How ya doing?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:18 pm
*she smiles at Magik Mason* "Im really fine, how about you?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:19 pm
"Doing great. Got my place. Abit bigger than I really need, but who knows, might someday have company, aye?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:21 pm
*Alley starts so blush* "Yeah, company"
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:23 pm
She watched her match burn down then threw it in the ashtray. "Beats boredom." She pushes her chair back and stretches. "Nice to meet you now i have errands." Depositing her matchsticks in her back pocket, she walked behind the counter and grabbed her case of beer and trecked out the door.
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