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 Posted: Thu Sep 14, 2006 10:55 pm
"...No," he decided aloud after a pause, replacing the cork in the bottle instead and slipping the bottle back into its paper bag. He gave Flitch a bit to finish off the last of his wine while Lyrus, a bit more quickly than he would have liked, cleaned off his own. Once his makeshift glass was empty, he carefully shook it as dry as possible, then flattened it back into the glass disk, slipping it back into his pocket and rising to his feet. "C'mon, kid. Let's get you home. Where do you live?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 16, 2006 8:47 pm
"Hunh...?" blearily, meekly, Flitch watched Lyrus rise. He tried to to the same, but he found himself so unsteady that the blue-haired Sin' had to cling to the swing chains in order to stand right. Wooow, make the playground stop moving...
Where'd he live? "A h'se," he mumbled. A nice house with a bed. Ooh, he was getting tired... Was this normal. "D' you kn'w wh're the h'se is?"
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