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 Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 10:23 pm
Cassandra Sandsmark *laughs* You're weird Rexy
*Shifts to a nice Groucho Marx*
Yeah, but don't hold it against me.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 10:29 pm
Don't worry I just think your funny is all. lol
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 10:36 pm
Cassandra Sandsmark Don't worry I just think your funny is all. lol
Fantastic, wonderful. Ain't she great audience?
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 1:03 am
*Walks in*. Hh, the Bistro. Great place. *Wanders around*
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 8:06 am
*Walks in and looks around*
Hmmm...
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 8:36 am
*Wanders in to charge offa Remy's electricity.* twisted
Say. Powell's not still trying to sell his balls is he . . . ?
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 9:53 am
*wakes up in the rafters, then hops down and head to them mansion for a bath and quick change before coming back*
Much better. *makes her way into the kitchen*
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 10:08 am
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 10:11 am
*sniffs the air yells out from the kitchen*
Heya Raphael. There be no balls here. It's safe again...for now.
*starts grilling herself some double cheeseburgers with onions, bacon, mushrooms* Hungry?
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 10:22 am
*Raph drops from the rafters. Instead of the usual entoruage, he's accompanied only by his lieutenant today.*
Greer. I'm afraid I missed the Chocol;ate Salty Balls thing. But that's not why I'm here. I'm hunting down Gallant Girl.
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 10:33 am
*feels her brain cells die at the sound of that name*
Yeah she was here a couple of days ago, but didn't stay very long. *starts to work on the onion rings then lightly toasts the buns*
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 10:39 am
I can only assume that she's keeping a low profile because of the bounty on her head. A wise approach, I suppose, given that many capable of collecting her also bear more than a small grudge against her.
Still, she seems to have gone to ground, and I can't justify keeping my troops standing around waiting for that one individual.
*Raph sighed irritably.*
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 10:50 am
Sorry. I'll keep my eyes and ears posted for you. *assembles her burgers then plates the onion rings*
And last but not least..*grabs a beer and pops the top*..perfect! *grabs her food and makes her way over to table before digging in*
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 11:33 am
*finishes off her meal and looks around rather boredly*
Well, this is no way to spend a perfectly good Saturday. *cleans her mess up before heading out*
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 11:58 am
*sleepily wanders in*
There must be some juice around here... *goes to the kitchen*
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