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 Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 9:37 pm
Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu McKenzie growled from under the covers. "Do and you die." She peeked out from under the covers to gauge the range incase she did need to hit him. McKenzie grudgingly got out of bed. She changed into her clothing and met him at the door. She then lead them to food, sat down with tired eyes, and mechanically began eating. McKenzie shrugged. "Not a morning person." She took a bite of toast witha partial halfhearted growl. McKenzie arched an eyebrow and looked at him in disinterest. "Oh? 'Bout what?" She took another bite of toast.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 9:48 pm
Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu McKenzie grudgingly got out of bed. She changed into her clothing and met him at the door. She then lead them to food, sat down with tired eyes, and mechanically began eating. McKenzie shrugged. "Not a morning person." She took a bite of toast witha partial halfhearted growl. McKenzie arched an eyebrow and looked at him in disinterest. "Oh? 'Bout what?" She took another bite of toast.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 9:59 pm
Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu McKenzie grudgingly got out of bed. She changed into her clothing and met him at the door. She then lead them to food, sat down with tired eyes, and mechanically began eating. McKenzie shrugged. "Not a morning person." She took a bite of toast witha partial halfhearted growl. McKenzie arched an eyebrow and looked at him in disinterest. "Oh? 'Bout what?" She took another bite of toast. McKenzie narrowed her eyes at the boy. "Describe further. Please." She had stopped her eating. Something was unsettled in her stomach.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 10:18 pm
Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu McKenzie shrugged. "Not a morning person." She took a bite of toast witha partial halfhearted growl. McKenzie arched an eyebrow and looked at him in disinterest. "Oh? 'Bout what?" She took another bite of toast. McKenzie narrowed her eyes at the boy. "Describe further. Please." She had stopped her eating. Something was unsettled in her stomach.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 9:46 pm
Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu McKenzie shrugged. "Not a morning person." She took a bite of toast witha partial halfhearted growl. McKenzie arched an eyebrow and looked at him in disinterest. "Oh? 'Bout what?" She took another bite of toast. McKenzie narrowed her eyes at the boy. "Describe further. Please." She had stopped her eating. Something was unsettled in her stomach. McKenzie gave him an even stare. There was a bit of concern detectable in her brow. "It could be just a dream... or... it could be a bad omen." She pushed her plate away. The thought of a bad omen turned her stomach.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 9:50 pm
Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu McKenzie arched an eyebrow and looked at him in disinterest. "Oh? 'Bout what?" She took another bite of toast. McKenzie narrowed her eyes at the boy. "Describe further. Please." She had stopped her eating. Something was unsettled in her stomach. McKenzie gave him an even stare. There was a bit of concern detectable in her brow. "It could be just a dream... or... it could be a bad omen." She pushed her plate away. The thought of a bad omen turned her stomach.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 9:54 pm
Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu McKenzie arched an eyebrow and looked at him in disinterest. "Oh? 'Bout what?" She took another bite of toast. McKenzie narrowed her eyes at the boy. "Describe further. Please." She had stopped her eating. Something was unsettled in her stomach. McKenzie gave him an even stare. There was a bit of concern detectable in her brow. "It could be just a dream... or... it could be a bad omen." She pushed her plate away. The thought of a bad omen turned her stomach. McKenzie nodded and stood. "If you say so. I'm going to fetch my books and finish gettin' ready. I'll meet you in class." She left the common room, her thought analyzing what Michael had told her of the dream.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 10:01 pm
*Michael grabbed his bag and headed off to Herbology, making sure to save McKenzie a seat. He set up his equipment, taking out his notebook and writing a few notes down while he waited for class to start*
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 10:04 pm
Ninjara *Michael grabbed his bag and headed off to Herbology, making sure to save McKenzie a seat. He set up his equipment, taking out his notebook and writing a few notes down while he waited for class to start* McKenzie came walking in just as the class was about to start. She honed in on the saved seat and sat down, unpacking her things as the Professor started talking. All of this was done on auto pilot. A good portion of her mind was elsewhere. As much as Michael insisted on not being profetic, something about the dream just didn't sit right with her.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 10:20 pm
Fisshu Ninjara *Michael grabbed his bag and headed off to Herbology, making sure to save McKenzie a seat. He set up his equipment, taking out his notebook and writing a few notes down while he waited for class to start* McKenzie came walking in just as the class was about to start. She honed in on the saved seat and sat down, unpacking her things as the Professor started talking. All of this was done on auto pilot. A good portion of her mind was elsewhere. As much as Michael insisted on not being profetic, something about the dream just didn't sit right with her.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 10:26 pm
Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara *Michael grabbed his bag and headed off to Herbology, making sure to save McKenzie a seat. He set up his equipment, taking out his notebook and writing a few notes down while he waited for class to start* McKenzie came walking in just as the class was about to start. She honed in on the saved seat and sat down, unpacking her things as the Professor started talking. All of this was done on auto pilot. A good portion of her mind was elsewhere. As much as Michael insisted on not being profetic, something about the dream just didn't sit right with her. McKenzie wasn't so lost in thought that she didn't hear him. She scribbled something the Professor said down as notes before flipping through them to her notes on devil's Snare. She didn't look at him as she retorted. "Yes. In fact they want to join our civilization and hope to sign a peace treaty and would accept KFC as their form of compensation. Any other questions?" She found her notes on the plant and started reading them.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 10:29 pm
Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara *Michael grabbed his bag and headed off to Herbology, making sure to save McKenzie a seat. He set up his equipment, taking out his notebook and writing a few notes down while he waited for class to start* McKenzie came walking in just as the class was about to start. She honed in on the saved seat and sat down, unpacking her things as the Professor started talking. All of this was done on auto pilot. A good portion of her mind was elsewhere. As much as Michael insisted on not being profetic, something about the dream just didn't sit right with her. McKenzie wasn't so lost in thought that she didn't hear him. She scribbled something the Professor said down as notes before flipping through them to her notes on devil's Snare. She didn't look at him as she retorted. "Yes. In fact they want to join our civilization and hope to sign a peace treaty and would accept KFC as their form of compensation. Any other questions?" She found her notes on the plant and started reading them.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 10:33 pm
Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara *Michael grabbed his bag and headed off to Herbology, making sure to save McKenzie a seat. He set up his equipment, taking out his notebook and writing a few notes down while he waited for class to start* McKenzie came walking in just as the class was about to start. She honed in on the saved seat and sat down, unpacking her things as the Professor started talking. All of this was done on auto pilot. A good portion of her mind was elsewhere. As much as Michael insisted on not being profetic, something about the dream just didn't sit right with her. McKenzie wasn't so lost in thought that she didn't hear him. She scribbled something the Professor said down as notes before flipping through them to her notes on devil's Snare. She didn't look at him as she retorted. "Yes. In fact they want to join our civilization and hope to sign a peace treaty and would accept KFC as their form of compensation. Any other questions?" She found her notes on the plant and started reading them. McKenzie ran her finger along her scrawled lines, still looking and still thinking. "No you smartass. The people of Mars have better taste than to make Elvis their leader. And they say the moon is made of dead mice not cheeze. Easy mistake. Ah here." She looked at the plant. "Looks like it has a common disease. Easily remedied with the proper plant vitamins."
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 10:39 pm
Fisshu McKenzie ran her finger along her scrawled lines, still looking and still thinking. "No you smartass. The people of Mars have better taste than to make Elvis their leader. And they say the moon is made of dead mice not cheeze. Easy mistake. Ah here." She looked at the plant. "Looks like it has a common disease. Easily remedied with the proper plant vitamins."
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 10:48 pm
Ninjara Fisshu McKenzie ran her finger along her scrawled lines, still looking and still thinking. "No you smartass. The people of Mars have better taste than to make Elvis their leader. And they say the moon is made of dead mice not cheeze. Easy mistake. Ah here." She looked at the plant. "Looks like it has a common disease. Easily remedied with the proper plant vitamins." McKenzie rolled her eyes. "The King can't free himself of a little plant?" She snickered and smirked. "Just relax and it'll let go." She closed her book and looked at the clock. Class was not going fast enough for her. She went back to mostly thinking.
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