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 Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 6:02 pm
Caleb's hands felt light, he looked down, noticing what had happened. The spilled concoction was splattered on the ground, the blue accenting the black fabric it laid on.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 6:15 pm
Moe's eyes widened, and she left, bringing back a towel.
"I-I'm sorry."
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 6:20 pm
Caleb took the towel. "It is quite alright." He cleaned the liquid off of his robe and floor.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 6:26 pm
Moe blushed.
"I-I'm sorry if you worked really hard on it, too."
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 6:30 pm
"It is quite alright." Caleb picked up the broken glass and wooden into the towel. "...I have made many more."
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 7:12 pm
Moe smiled.
"Oh, I see. I'll take care of the towel for you..."
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 7:15 pm
"I can dispose of it myself." Caleb walked over to a nearby rubbish bin, dropping the towel into it, glass sounded as it impacted into the bottom.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 7:17 pm
Moe nodded, and returned to her room to make more bullets.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 7:23 pm
Caleb looked back to the several dozen brews he had created. Unsure what to work on next, he walked to his leather chair, falling into it, he took a nearby tome, and began to read from the bookmarked page.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 7:26 pm
Moe began to seperate hher bullets into boxes.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 11:31 am
Caleb continued to read in the silence, the only sound being a page turned.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 11:32 am
Moe left to go sell her bullets. When she ifnally came back, she was hoolding golden squares on a string.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 11:49 am
Caleb's right hand disappeared into his robe, coming back out with the pocket watch, checking the time.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 11:52 am
Moe began to count out the golden squares, putting them in piles of five.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 11:56 am
Caleb stopped reading, book marking the page, he stood and placed the book onto the desk next to the chair. He walked up the stairs and out of the study.
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