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 Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 7:19 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 7:29 pm
*Walks in, hardly noticing her surroundings. Shifting through a file as she walks.*
*She looks up and pauses, a look of shock running over her face.*
*She walks back to the door and opens it. Looking around, trying to find something.*
*Looks utterly and completely confused.*
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 7:46 pm
This isn't my office.
*Walks out of the Bistro to retrace her steps.*
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 7:51 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 7:59 pm
*walks into the bistro and heads towards the bar.*
what was weird?
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:00 pm
Some medical looking girl walking around here muttering to herself.
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:02 pm
*she snickers.* I've seen weirder things around here..
*she shrugs as she pours herself some orange juice, looking like hell froze over.* sure she wasn't a strangler?
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:06 pm
strangler? I hope not. That would be awkward if I had to kick some stranger's butt while in my green form.
3nodding
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:08 pm
::Walks in covered in paint splotches::
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:10 pm
*she snickers at Betty.* I meant someone who accidentally walked into the Nexus. Without knowing where they're going.
*looks over at Querl and blinks.* What happened to you?
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:11 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:11 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:13 pm
ah, right. how's the project going? *sips her juice. holding in a yawn.*
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:16 pm
It's going very well. Is there any orange juice left?
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:18 pm
That's good.*nods and fills a glass for Querl. She nudges it towards him as she leans against the bar.*
Did you notice the file I left for you?
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