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 Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 3:10 am
It is somewhat of a memory but true, it's not happy.* Ali smiled a little before he sat himself down in the chair he had been sitting on, thinking for awhile. Nothing came up.* Hmm...I seem to have run out of stories now that I think about it.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 3:41 pm
"First time I met Seisuke-ona was nice also." she said with a giggle. "When he was trying to go home, he seemed to have gotten confused and somehow mistook my home for his own or a place he was familiar with at least. We had tea together and he made sushi." she said, remembering their first meeting. Her curiosity got the best of her then, going tangent of the memory and asked; "Have you had sushi before?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 3:46 pm
Once, Didn't eat anything though since I dropped the food onto the floor and spread it around across the table with the chop sticks. Pretty embarrassing moment in my life. * Ali laughed a little while the rubbed the back of his head, he could take on an entire battalion of soldiers, Stand toe to toe against Yawg and even on some occasions resurrect the recently dead. But using chopsticks other then throwing them like projectiles was something he could do at all.*
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 3:59 pm
*flail walked in looking a little tired and took his usual seat with a little sigh*good evening all, hope to find everyone well?*he took out a cigarette and lite it, taking a small puff and blowing out a smoke ring that dissapated as it traveled to the ceiling*
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:04 pm
Ziven laughed melodically when Ali finished his story. It was true that using chopsticks took a certain finesse that was not easy to pick up. "Worry not, it takes a certain touch to be able to manage the delicate nature of chopsticks just as it takes a certain touch to be able to manage large weapons. We know where your talents lie." she finished, still smiling brightly and giggling.
Turning as she realized Flail had entered in the first time since she could not remember when, she turned to him and nodded in greeting, her cheeks still pink from having laughed so hard. "Good evening, Flail. I hope you are well also. We are talking of happy things this evening, I shall say we are quite well." she said cheerfully, looking to Ali with a smile, offering for him to verify with her.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:07 pm
*flail smiled and nodded as he looked around*well thats good to hear really, and i'm doing quiet well thank you.*he took another puff from his cigarette and exhaled a cloud of fragrent smoke*so, other that sharing stories, what else are you two up to this fine night?
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:15 pm
Are you implying that I lack finesse?* Ali asked while laughing a bit, true he was more capable to handling weapons and knives rather then two wooden sticks. Still he did want to learn it and have multiple talents.* I may lack in the chopstick department but with a knife and fork I'm a master as picking food with.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:18 pm
no offense ali but comparing a fork and knife to chopsticks is like comparing a 1st graders fingure painting to the mona lisa*flail chuckled a little*just about anyone can use a knife and fork
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:22 pm
It's called a joke Flail, but I didn't expect you to understand that nor the therm* Ali shot back with a smirk, placing his right leg on top of his left knee afterwards.* No offense of course.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:25 pm
"Uh so .. do you have any good stories of happy memories to share, Flail?" she asked carefully, trying to guide the conversation to a happy place and not fighting.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:27 pm
meh, i knew it was a joke, i was merely stating my take on the issue ali my good man*flail grinned a little and leaned back in his chair a little bored as he quietly puffed on his cigarette as it began to near the filter*
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:34 pm
* Ali looked over at Ziven and simply smiled, the peace keeper. Admirable that she didn't want any fighting, not that Ali would attack Flail over a few oral abuses. Only If he was provoked enough would he attack but right now he was about as content as angry, something that was in fact rare.*
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:41 pm
*flail sighed a little and shooke his head*nothing comes strait to mind really, let me try and think up a few for a little later on ziven.*he smiled and snuffed out the butt of his cigarette in the ashtray on the table where he was seated before going into thought*
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:42 pm
After she asked, it seemed that there were no more stories either of them. Biting her lip as a moment of awkward silence passed, she was unsure at all what to say or if there was anything further to discuss at this point with the three of them peacefully.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 4:47 pm
Ziven...how is your Elbow blades training coming along by the way?* Ali watched her for a few moments, in a way he was wondering if she had neglected her training with them completely as well as doing her push-ups and other exercises.*
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