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 Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2008 11:23 pm
"Aye." The thing at her side suddenly flashes red. She turns abruptly right into another fake wall. Shortly after that the road starts to look.. odd. Tiled, and lit with chandeliers.
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"...I've been all right. You?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2008 11:26 pm
He squints as he watches the road.
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"Fine."
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2008 11:28 pm
"Don't let anyone know there be more needles. Those only be for emergency. If ye need to, stick them in me until I come to. If ye don't... ye better not or the first thing I"ll do when I be conscious be kill ye. That way be very painful."
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"That's... good."
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2008 11:32 pm
".. Understood." Isn't quite sure what he thinks about all this yet.
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He frowns a bit and stares at sin. Hmmmm.
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2008 11:34 pm
"Good." She stops in the center of what looks like a very old ballroom and sticks the thing that was flowing red on the steering feel. When she presses her thumb to it, it goes dark. "To get back just stick me thumb on this. The craft now knows where to go. Got all that?"
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Sin is busy being a broody bore and staring at his lap.
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 8:38 pm
".. Yes." Is leaning forward in his seat, looking around. "Where are we?"
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"Do you drink much?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 8:40 pm
"Someone's house. Out we go." She hops out of the car and takes off her belt. She leaves that on the back seat.
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"No."
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 8:44 pm
Climbs out and adjusts his shirt. Continues looking around. "Whose house?"
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"Don't like it?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 8:48 pm
"Lord Harold Kershal." She starts towards a big ole archway.
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"...I don't hold it well."
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 8:57 pm
He follows a few steps behind.
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"Oh." He leans back against the couch. "What else could we do that's fun?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 8:59 pm
Beyond the archway is a round room with several large staircases. And down one of them walks this familiar guy, merrily swinging is cane. "Princess Rose! You finally decided to pay me a visit."
Her nose wrinkles. "'Lo there."
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"...Fun?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 9:12 pm
He stops behind her and watches this strange cane-swinging fellow.
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"Yup. Fun."
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 9:14 pm
"I know you've been in town for over a week, but we can discuss that later." He tilts his head slightly and sniffs the air then looks at will. "I see you brought a pet."
"This be will. Will, that be Lord Harold Kershal."
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"I... usually build things."
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 9:22 pm
Nods to Kershy. So polite!
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"Let's do something else. That we can both do." Little smile.
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Posted: Sat Jul 26, 2008 9:24 pm
"And how do you know this?"
"He be me ride back. Nothing more."
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"...Like what?"
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