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 Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 9:52 pm
"Helloooo." Kershal snickers then jerks his chin to the hall. "Princess Rose awaits in her carriage."
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Worky.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:02 pm
"Oh nonono. I'll just watch! .. Unless I'm bothering you."
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She scoots into the apartment carrying two sacks. "Siiiin! Come get your pancakes!"
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"Will you take me to it?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:03 pm
Sin looks up and blinks.
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"Of course!" He gestures into the hall.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:03 pm
"No, no, not at all." He types something else to Mizzy, and then she says something back. Soon, more people show up. Yep, it's a group hunt.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:07 pm
Is fascinated. "So what are you all doing now?"
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"Or just sit there and I'll carry them to you." She snorts and heads over. Holds a sack out. "I just got you some syrup. I wasn't sure what you'd want on them."
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He looks around slowly and nods. Steps into the hallway.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:09 pm
He takes the sack and looks inside. Small smile. "...Thank you."
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Down to the big ole driveway they go! "It was a pleasure to have you here. Stop by any time, really." ....Snicker.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:09 pm
"We're going to go kill monsters for fake money."
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:14 pm
"It isn't real money? What's your job, then?"
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"Think nothing of it. How's your bug thing coming?" She flops onto the couch and sets her pancake box in her lap. Hers are covered in chocolate syrup and sprinkles!
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"Sure."
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:15 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:16 pm
"..Almost done." He wanders to his little kitchen to get some butter.
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"And here we are!" He stops at the craft and gestures to it. Trin is inside, passed out, wearing a red dress and a blindfold. And looking rather pale.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:19 pm
Doesn't quite grasp the whole gaming concept. He looks at eric. "Do you have job that gives you real money?"
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PANCAKES! Om nom nom nom.
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He looks the vehicle over and nods. "Thank you."
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:20 pm
He laughs. "Yeah. I'm a dishwasher. Where are you from?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:20 pm
Huge grin. "You're very welcome. Oh, and her things are on the back seat, including the piece of genesis."
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Settles himself back at his work table to eat.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:26 pm
He smiles. "Recort. I was in the military there. I was hoping to find a job around here, but haven't had much luck."
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Eat eat!
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"Understood."
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:27 pm
Focusing on enjoying the pancakes.
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"Until we meet again." Kershal bows, tosses the translator through the back window, then waves as he saunters away.
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