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 Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 12:34 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 6:14 pm
::Snow enters and immediately pours herself a bourbon::
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 6:40 pm
*following suit, the Larfleeze consruct finishes off the bottle*
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 6:41 pm
::Snow finishes her bourbon and rummages behind the bar for something else:
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 6:50 pm
The whiskey in the black bottle is divine. It's been aged 20 years and--
...
*downs the bottle*
...The one in the brown bottle is good, too.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 6:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 7:18 pm
No children tonight? They always look so deliciou--
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Earth word for healthy and pleasant to the eye, but not delicious.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 7:22 pm
No... one of them is recovering and the others.. well.. It's not safe in the Nexus. Even moreso than usual.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 7:27 pm
That's funny, I always feel safe.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 7:31 pm
Well, that's because you have that fancy ring setup..
::Snow shrugs::
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 7:38 pm
You should get a central power battery! They're so powerful and shiny and...
*loses himself in the lantern's shininess for a moment*
I love you, too. No... YOU hang up. At the same time, then... YOU DIDN'T HANG UP!
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 7:51 pm
Uh.. yeah... I need to get back and check on Blossom. She's probably still sleeping it off but..
::Snow slips out door::
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Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2010 12:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2010 3:59 pm
::strolls in, whistling to himself::
::heads over to the karaoke stage and checks to see if the piano is in tune::
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Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2010 4:06 pm
*Purple and orange mist seeps in through the door and swirls in a pillar to make Mason. He stretches a bit and looks to Hartley*
Hey, Piper, how you been?
*Grabs a drink from the bar*
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