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 Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 5:51 pm
((Where is everyone... gonk ))
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 5:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 5:58 pm
((Not much I can RP with you...))
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 6:01 pm
((Same here, I'm gonna wait till more people are on..))
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 6:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 7:09 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 7:24 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 7:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 7:29 pm
-=[ Oi. Just got back from dinner. ]=-
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 7:32 pm
((^^; Ah wush busy polling ...>,..,>))
-=Neko rolls over on the couch in the main room, and opens his eyes to look straight ahead, at the main doors to the dojo. He just lies there, barely awake, it seems, or just bored out of his mind=-
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 7:32 pm
Doujinshi -=[ Oi. Just got back from dinner. ]=- (( blaugh hiya, Tsuu! ^^ ))
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 7:34 pm
Aven slowly walks into the main dojo looking very tired and worn out. With a sigh she heads toward the kitchen and gets herself a glass of water. Once she had that, she walked into the main room and sat on a couch.
(( hello to you to, Neko! whee ))
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 7:39 pm
-=Neko lifts his head just enough to look over at Aven, then he plops it back onto the cushion and makes some unintelligable comment before zoning out again=-
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 7:41 pm
She nearly spils her water all over him when he moved on the couch. With a small laugh she places her glass down and looks over to him with a smile.
"Hello, sir."
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2005 7:45 pm
-Tsuu's footsteps could be heard, echoing slowly as he walked down the stairway from his room and into the main room. As he would come into view, something about him appeared different but not through outside appearance; it was some eeriness that could be felt about him as he walked across the main room floor to the front door leading to the plaza. His head was held low, ears and hair drooping, and his hands were in his pockets-
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