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 Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 8:57 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 9:40 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 9:50 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 9:58 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 10:04 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 10:14 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 10:19 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 10:23 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 10:26 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 10:30 am
"None of your business." Strings then walked to the back of the restaurant and started to wash the dishes.
Once the Chef Ninja was not confused anymore he got up from his chair and looked directly at Akuma. "I sense your here looking for someone am I wrong?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 10:32 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 10:38 am
"Oh nothing really. Just that we spotted some one near the Border. This person might be who your looking. Just don't cause any trouble or else." The Chef Ninja went to the back of the room of where Strings was located to help with the dishes.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 10:50 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2006 6:11 pm
(Unknown)
Sitting alone on the outskirts of Flower, the mysterious ninja stared out at the ocean before him. Similar to Kisame and the others, he wore the Akatsuki cloak and bore the ring on his left thumb. The symbol on his ring was 玉.
He continued his gaze from beneath a lone tree, his strange wooden scorpian tail waver back and forth gently behind him. His dark eyes peered at the waters before him with a malicious air while he appeared to be deep in thought.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2006 6:24 pm
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