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 Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 6:08 pm
[[who are you talking to? Cecilia and Kai are not at the school anymore]]
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 6:09 pm
((Im well aware. I'm talking to whoever is left in the clinic. I know The Exile is there, im not sure who else is))
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 6:13 pm
((That would be Mrs. Enlil... Aw, s**t, it's my turn to post then!))
Mrs. Enlil glanced up at the doorway. "Who?" she asked. "I didn't start anything." She was more than slightly frazzled by the recent events.
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 6:16 pm
"Figure of speech dear. I suppose it was I who started it after this wretched school stood in my way."
Mrs. Enlil felt pressure on her throat as the man's hand reached towards her.
He was now facing them and it became immediately apparent that his entire face was wrapped up. No holes or slots at all.
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 6:21 pm
She snarled, and the skin on her neck and chest - where the vital organs were - hardened into white dragon scales. She backed away from him. "Please don't touch me," she said icily.
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 6:36 pm
[[hey doesn't anyone know what bug you use to make black ink? I can't remember which one]]
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 6:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 6:49 pm
[[ya but the flys come in different colors... and people are nuts when it comes to saling bugs and ink]]
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 6:58 pm
((ok id like to establish the fact that nearly ALL ink nowadays is synthetic. i guarantee any black ink you'll find is synthetic. now purple and red ink ARE in rare cases still made the old fashioned way. Red with some sort of spanish beetle, and purple with this Mediterranean snail))
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 6:58 pm
((....I thnk we're talking Gaia ink.))
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 7:10 pm
[[Ya gaian ink... ok back to the rp ya!]]
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 7:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 8:05 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 8:08 pm
Myia appeared back in the court yard still on her tank top and shorts. "Ah that was fun." She said cheery enjoying the pain she caused. "Oh, bloody hell. What can I do now?" She started to walk around with her hands behind her head and her elbows in the air.
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 8:49 pm
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