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 Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 2:55 am
Air's head shook quickly no and the desire to throw up was building inside of her almost violently. She was going to be ill from the sickly scent of fish and heat and garbage all combined. Some would say she was a snob, she preferred to think that she was just a hardworker in all aspects of her life. A hunt, the thrill, the kill, and the reward were more her sort of thing.
She shook her head again and again, backing away a hand over her mouth as she quickly squeaked out the words, "I forgot something at home.. I must leave now." After that she tucked tail and ran like hell. Away from the horrid scene.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 3:01 am
Anansi was confused by the sickly look on the pallid woman's face. Did she not like fish? That was it. She must've had a fish allergy! And poor Anansi was trying to offer her fishsticks. "Byeee!" she called after the retreating scottie as she turned and sunk back down into the trash. "Ohh, a baked potato!" was the last think Airi would've been able to hear.
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