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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 3:47 am
The fox stood up on the desk. She noticed that a certain pile of papers were sorted, and that one page was missing from it. She found it, and lightly used her paws and head to nudge it in the right place. She rubbed her head against Caleb's hand, meowed, and then laid down on her back in the place from before. [[Foxes both purr and bark. Its weird.]]
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 1:31 pm
Miss Lovely Rita Lucy went over to Sam. "Okay, I can teach you now. I owe Montblanc nothin'." She opened a portal. "Here!" Sam stared uneasily at the portal that Lucy - Gabriel! - had opened up. "Can everybody make these, or is just you and interdimensional demons?" She had never personally found the need to create portals, also why she never bothered to learn. Biting her lip, she cautiously took a step towards the glowing sphere. It was oddly mesmerizing.
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 1:53 pm
Lucy paused. "Well, I could be considered an interdimensional demon... but I'm an interomniversial demon, really. I'm granted a God''s power, so it shouldn't be that surprising." [[She has a cockney accent, I'm too lazy to type it out though.]]
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 3:01 pm
Caleb looked to the fox, nearly poking it in the forehead with his mask. He checked the paper that the fox seeming put on the stack. He looked at the paper and the small fox was correct. Confused at the actions of the red animal, he turned to look at it once again.
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 3:04 pm
The fox cooed, and then sorted another paper. [['I'm a helper!! 8D']] She sat up proudly in her spot at the desk, puffing out her chest fluff.
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 3:32 pm
Caleb stood. "....That is peculiar, she would have came back by this moment." He turned to glance at the fox. "And I still have no thought why you have entered my room." ((I like making him clueless.))
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 3:38 pm
The fox mewed. I-It's me!, she thought. Not every fox can file..! She filed about five more stacks in frustration, and gave a loud cry, tapping her paw on the papers. [[It's one of his awesome traits. 'What are these... 'giftcards' you speak of?' XD]]
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 5:34 pm
Caleb looked back to fox, who which, was still stacking papers before yelping again. He tilted his head slightly to the right again.
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 5:38 pm
The fox leapt onto his lap, and then propped herself by placing her paws on his lower chest [she could smell the decay, and knew where to place them without hurting him]. She gave a small wail of sadness [['wrrrrry!']] and then rested her head on Caleb's stomach. [[lol, she's so tiny.]]
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 6:04 pm
Caleb snapped into attention of the small fox after had leaped onto his chest. Looking down to it as a cry came from the fox. He let out a small sigh and began to work on the papers again.
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 6:07 pm
The small fox began to nuzzle Caleb's chest, and purred. [['What is it with redheads these days?' lol.]]
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 6:31 pm
Caleb gave the fox another puzzled look. "...Why are you doing this?" Caleb asked the small animal.
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 6:35 pm
The fox jumped off of Caleb, back onto the desk. She took out a tiny post it note, and then dipping her claws in some ink, she paw-painted a scraggly, misshapen heart, and flipped it over with her paw before sticking it to her head and resuming her former position on Caleb's lap. The note was upside down on her forehead, but the spectacle was adorable. [[I just tried imagining that, and I think I may get diabetes from how sweetly cute it was.]]
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 6:51 pm
Caleb took the note off of the fox's head. "....No, it could not possibly be..." He thought out loud while looking at the small slip of paper.
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