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 Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 6:52 pm
*awkwardly pats Snow on the shoulder*
There..uh..there...
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 6:52 pm
I know it's a silly thing to be upset over.. but I am just the same.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 6:55 pm
I'm sure Bigby will get you a new one right?
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 6:56 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 6:57 pm
It was my Christmas gift from Bigby...
he downplayed it's rarity by saying there was a "whole room full" in the homelands but I know he's just saying that...
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:03 pm
I don't really have much.. if anything.. left from the homelands anymore..
It makes me a little sad.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:05 pm
*Guy flies in. He crashes into a wall, and sinks to the ground. Then groans, coughs a few times, and hauls himself up. Finally, he takes a seat in a booth, and orders some chicken soup and orange juice.*
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:05 pm
Well...maybe someone like Dr Fate or something pass through...they might be able to fix it.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:07 pm
Perhaps. It's fine. It's just a mirror...
::Snow tries to look like she's not upset by it, but she obviously still is::
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:10 pm
::Walks back in, lighting a cigarette::
Well, that was less traumatic than I thought it would be.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:11 pm
Warrior Guy Gardner *Guy flies in. He crashes into a wall, and sinks to the ground. Then groans, coughs a few times, and hauls himself up. Finally, he takes a seat in a booth, and orders some chicken soup and orange juice.*
::Sneaks up behind him and pokes him on the head::
::Giggles and hides behind the booth seat::
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:13 pm
Princess Tora Olafsdotter Warrior Guy Gardner *Guy flies in. He crashes into a wall, and sinks to the ground. Then groans, coughs a few times, and hauls himself up. Finally, he takes a seat in a booth, and orders some chicken soup and orange juice.*
::Sneaks up behind him and pokes him on the head::
::Giggles and hides behind the booth seat::
Whozzat?
*Guy sniffs a couple of times, then groans again.*
Someone there?
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:15 pm
Did you get everything sorted, dear?
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:15 pm
Warrior Guy Gardner *Turns around slowly, rubbing the back of his head.*
Whozzat?
*Guy sniffs a couple of times, then groans again.*
Someone there?
::touches the back of his head making it a bit cold::
whee
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:17 pm
::pulls out the mirror from behind his back. There's a huge crack running through it::
Good news is, the mirror didn't actually shatter. That means no potentially dangerous shards of magic in the carpeting. Even better news, I sent the kids out to do a hunt all night as punishment for playing inside the house.
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