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Liberal Conversationalist
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 Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 2:55 am
"One meat pie coming up" Jamie said politely
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 11:51 pm
"where is this place anyways? it's just weird hearing so many different accents. and i don't know much about this war business. but apart from that, it's been pretty normal in my neck of the woods. how've you been?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 12:24 am
"....War. It isnt pretty, but I know a thing or two about it. Now I just wander around as a treasure hunter." Said Flameke, walking up to the table where Kato is.
"Another round of drinks, please, for me and my friend. Firewhiskey for me." said Flameke to the Bartender.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 2:33 am
I shrugged. "Fine I guess."
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2005 8:07 am
Flameke finished his drink.
"Well guys, I am off to war. Probably monster hunting and treasure hunting as well. I pray to come back here..."
/OOCI am leaving this RP. Cant keep focusing on this and other things, sorry. Still a part of the guild, no worries./OOC.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 1:09 pm
*enters the bar, looking for a familiar face, but finds none... scans the place for a vacant seat, finds one near a window, and sits down.*
"Hmm... seems like a busy place... wonder if i can get a decent meal here." , he thinks to himself.
"umm... Waiter...? or waitress...?" sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 1:22 pm
Russ spaced out. He just stares into nothingness smiling as usual. He forgot he still hasnt finished his meal.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 1:26 pm
Russ Kwehmoore Russ spaced out. He just stares into nothingness smiling as usual. He forgot he still hasnt finished his meal.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 2:04 pm
*sigh* "it IS Russ... he's staring into nothing, as usual..."
writes down message on a piece of paper and places it under Russ' glass of milk. the message reads:
Russ,
it's me, Obsydian. ive managed to get myself lost again, and wondered into this beautiful town. i'd never expect to see you here. well, i do think that this IS one place that i know you'd love. was that hut near the lake yours? i just passed by it a couple of hours ago.
anyway, i'd be walking around town, if you do manage to read this before sunset. otherwise, you'd find me in the inn. i do have some things to talk to you about... stuff.
looking forward to talking to you.
Obsydian
*seeing as eveyone is currently busy talking, Obsydian heads off to the door, and walks off*
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 1:09 am
meggans finished wolfing down her meat pie and rested her head on the counter, dissapointed with the lull in conversation.
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 2:16 am
"Hey, everyone, dont let the war get you down, we can still have a good laugh here you know" Jamie smilled "Anybody hungry, i was about to start cooking"
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 11:46 am
*stops himself as he hears the waiter proclaim that he is gonna start cooking*
"umm kind sir? *waves at the waiter* do you have... food? sweatdrop can i have a menu please?" biggrin
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 1:08 pm
"oh dear, i think i missed the waiter again..."
*walks again to the door, head hung low, with his stomach grumbling*
"i think ill just have a bagel from across the street..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 2:07 pm
"What a strange man" Jamie thought to himself as he picked up the menu from underneath the counter.
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Liberal Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2005 2:18 pm
grrrrumblee~~~~~
"geeze, my stomach wont let me leave this place... thank the gods the waiter finally noticed me."
walks over to the waiter.
"Please... anything to fill my stomach? sweatdrop "
*goes over to Russ'' table and sits down on a vacant stool. and waits...*
"oh my aching stomach..." crying
"the waiter is taking a mightily long time to bring the menu over... im getting sleepy..."
yawwwwn~~~
*and eventually goes to sleep...*
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