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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:19 pm
::gates in::
::heads behind the bar to the mini-fridge::
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:21 pm
Good evening, Brainiac 5.
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:21 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:21 pm
My name is Celeste. It's nice to meet you.
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:23 pm
*Querl heres a growing laughing noises*
*Harls babies scratch at the door following her scent. a bit confused.*
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:23 pm
My name is Gothic Lolita, it's nice to meet you as well.
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:24 pm
::Looks around at the sudden appearance of people::.. Woah maybe you were right, Gothic Lolita.
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:27 pm
Good evening, Lolita.
You all should be advised, I think that's Harley Quinn's hyenas at the door. If any of you are particularly delicious you may want to watch out. They haven't been fed in a day or so.
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:30 pm
*moves closer to Querl. A woman on a mission*
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:32 pm
That doesn't sound good..
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:35 pm
::points at Felicia::
Check in the back and see if there's anything for them to eat in the fridge.
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:36 pm
*The Scratches get louder at the door. Laughing barks can be heards.*
Ohhhh! There you two are!
Yes... I've missed you too. common, let me fix those nasty chains.
*Her voice comes from the other side of the door. Loud laughing barking can be heard.*
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:38 pm
I'd be glad to, love but it looks like their owner has found them. Crisis averted!
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:39 pm
OW!
*hears something rending outside.*
I'll see if I can find you something bigger!
*Sticks her head in the door and looks around. One hand holding the end of chains.* Umm.. hey... Got any fresh meat or anything in there?
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 5:40 pm
Or not..
*runs to the back and re-emerges with some raw steaks which she hands through the crack in the door to Harley*
Now, where was I?
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