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 Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 10:51 pm
"No way. Not until I get that stone."
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"Fifty!"
"How about five?"
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 10:55 pm
"I have no way of knowing ye'll get the right book." Reaches to put her arm around his shoulder again. "What I want be far more important."
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"Five. As you wish." Bows and stomps off.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 10:58 pm
"How would you know what's the right book? You can't read'em."
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"Bye!"
Goes to collect wood.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 11:01 pm
"Just give me five minutes with it. If it be what I need, I'll have yer stone the next day."
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Fishy. And grumpiness. ANd fishy.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 11:06 pm
"No way. Stone first." Resolute!
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FIRE!
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 11:09 pm
Moves one hand to the side of his face while tightening the one around his shoulders so that it begins to near his throat. "Last chance."
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Comes back later with five singed looking fishies. Throws the fish on the ground and flops down.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 11:14 pm
Seems oblivious! "No deal. I won't help if you don't get that stone for me."
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Relaxing by a cozy fire. "Welcome back, grumpy."
Looks over.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 11:16 pm
"Idiot." Jams her hand over his mouth and tightens her arm around his throat. Tries to get him to pass out.
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"There's your fish."
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 11:19 pm
Ah! Doesn't like that! Squiiirms... and passes out.
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"Thank you!" Reaches for one.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 11:21 pm
Shoves him to the side then pulls a syringe out of the heel of her boot. Hides it in the palm of her hand and tries to creep up behind the librarian.
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Frowns at matthias. HMPH!
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 11:29 pm
Is so onto her. Cuz he's cool! Has put his book down and is fluttering up to land on a bookshelf.
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"..What?"
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 11:31 pm
Growls as she notices he's moving. Draws a knife and throws it at one of his wings.
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"What do you mean, master?"
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 11:38 pm
Is a little surprised by a projectile in his library! "Hey! What do you think you're doing?" By this time other people have begun to wander in.
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"Master?"
"Quit that. He isn't your master."
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 11:40 pm
Swings around to look at the other people.
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"Isn't he? My will is his, isn't it?"
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 11:51 pm
Some are trying to ignore, a few are giving her worried looks, and one person is freaking out over the passed out kid. Mr. Wings doesn't look happy. "You're in a lot of trouble now, you know."
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"Is it?"
"No."
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