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 Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 6:00 pm
Marche eventually was able to go to sleep aaffter he completyely buried his ears in cage-stuffing.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 7:01 pm
Caleb poured a small vial filled with a heliotrope colored substance into the now silvery mess in the beaker.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 2:46 pm
Marche slept in peace until Moe hit her head on a wall.
"Owwwww," she remarked, going downstairs to get some water.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 2:56 pm
Caleb watched the reaction, the entire mess began to fizz and bubble, growing. He jumped at realizing what he had just completed. He ducked and placed both hands on the top of his head. The beaker popped and sent shards of glass all over.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 3:02 pm
Moe didn't hear any of this, and got herself some water.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 3:17 pm
Caleb got off of ground. Seeing none of the beaker left. He had make quite a stupid mistake. He brushed the glass off of his robe as he got off of the ground.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 3:19 pm
Moe drank more water.
"Ugggh, my head."
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 3:44 pm
Caleb turned off the burner. He drifted to the stairs, going up into the kitchen.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 3:46 pm
Moe was rubbing her temples, not noticing any nearby sounds.
"Urgh..."
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Posted: Sat Mar 21, 2009 8:36 pm
Caleb walked closer to her. "Are you well?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 10:18 am
Moe pouted.
"I hit my head..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 5:20 pm
"Is it still in pain?" Caleb questioned. "I will give aid if it is."
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 5:21 pm
Moe shook her head.
"Neh, I'm okay..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 5:25 pm
"If you are telling the truth." Caleb turned away, and left the kitchen. He entered into the parlor and seated himself in his leather chair.
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 5:27 pm
Moe, as usual, followed him. She slung her arms around his neck.
"It's nice that you're so doting, heehee..."
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