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 Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:30 pm
He shrugs. "Yeah, the.. job market isn't so great. Sometimes the shops down in the buyer's district takes people for odd jobs, though. But they don't pay much." And off his group goes, into some cave or something to kill monsters.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:35 pm
"Maybe I'll check down that way. Do you like washing dishes?" Hooked by the game again.
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"Why are you eating in there? You'll get pancake bits all over your stuff."
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Watches kershal leave with a frown, then climbs into the vehicle. Reahces to press trin's thumb or finger or soemthing onto the red thing.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:36 pm
Sin thinks about that... then stands up and moves to a stool at his counter.
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And off they go! Swoooosh! In not too long they find themselves outside the apartments.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:38 pm
"Not really. Not at all, actually." Clickityclack.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:45 pm
"What do you want to do?"
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"I don't have cooties!" She snorts and continues eating.
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Thinks that was hellaquick. Pulls the needle he took out of its hiding place and then sits a moment and ponders about where he should stick it. Decides subcue would work fine and sticks it in her arm.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:50 pm
He hunches his shoulders and peeks over.
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No visible effects.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:54 pm
"That would be a good job. No luck yet?"
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Finishes her pancakes and drops the box in the floor. Stretches out. "Those were awesome. How are yours?"
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Thinks that's annoying because he really didn't want to carry her up any stairs. He sighs and gets out, then heads over to try and lift her and head upstairs.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:55 pm
"No, I--it requires a lot of schooling." Not really, but he's kind of a coward about getting out there and just building a ship for himself.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:55 pm
"They... um.. very good."
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Is dead weight.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:00 pm
"Do you go to school, then?"
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"Good."
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@#$%^&. He doesn't recall her saying to not drag her back to the apartment, so that's what he does. He sets her on the ground, grabs her arms, and proceeds to draaag her. XD
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:01 pm
"It.. um.. was." ..Wait, complete sentences.. "was nice."
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Would be so pissed off if she was alive to be so.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:02 pm
"Yep. I'm assuming you don't." Eric logs off the game and gets up to make a sandwich.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:06 pm
"Nope. Do you like school? What school do you go to?" He scoots around so he can continue watching eric.
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"Glad you liked'em!"
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Draaaaaaaag drag drag. Rest. Rest. Draaaaaaag. Finally makes it to eric's apartment and knocks. Leans against the wall to breeeathe.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 11:07 pm
Little smile. Stares at her for a bit.
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Grrr.
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