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 Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 5:10 pm
Rintala didn't really answer Vex, but she did acknowledge his presence by flipping him off. Walking over to a couch, that's not infected by that little parasite Vex, she sat down, crossing one leg over the other, and drinking her beer quietly. She wasn't in the mood to beat the hell out of this guy, she just wanted to get buzzed.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 5:11 pm
Paul bounded into the Dojo happilly.As he skidded to a stop his eyes scanned over everything.Spotting the girls he grinner a bit.He'd already seen terra,and though Terra was ok looking,he wasn't exactly the nicest seeming.Shrugging,Paul wandered over near Rintala.
Serenity,having a stud the same as Paul's,would have full access to telepathy with him.Secure enough that no one would know.Paul and Serenity could rely on each other to perform their tasks.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 5:12 pm
Well how would you be if a person that would loved attacked you for no reason? He almost killed me Terr!
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 5:12 pm
Alcohol isn't very good, you know.
<[ He said this with hardly a care, but he said it anyway out of general concern. ]>
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 5:13 pm
Glancing up at the person who just "wandered' over to her she took another drink of her beer. She was wearing her usual atire of black, faded, torn, and dirty clothes with chains all over the place. Though, today, she had a new chain. This one was wrapped around the entire length of her right arm, with a foot or two of slack that just dangled off her hand. "Yes?" She said, sounding a bit annoyed...more annoyed at the fact that Vex was talking to her. Again she only responded with a quick flick of her middle finger.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 5:14 pm
*Terr looked at Paul enter and noticed the earring he was wearing. He then looked to Serenity and sure enough, Serenity was wearing one also.*
"Wait, what's with the earring Serenity?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 5:15 pm
It was a gift. I think it looks nice don't you? *She reached up and brushed a hand over it and smiled.*
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 5:17 pm
"Oh,Nothing.Just meeting everyone.Name's Paul.Yours?"Paul extended his right hand with a smile.Unlike most guys she most likely met,he wasn't checking her out.Though that might have something to do with the earing-makers choice of lifestyle.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 5:17 pm
"Yes it does, but who did you get it from?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 5:20 pm
From the guy at the castle. We sat and talked for hours. I had a nice hot chocolet and before he let me sleep in the pillow room he gave me the earring.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 5:22 pm
"Rintala...nice ta meet you, Pauly." She said with a New Yorker accent. Transfering her beer from her right to her left hand she reached out and gave Paul's a light, quick, shake. Her arm was heavy because she had almost 15lbs of chain wrapped around her tiny frame. If she had her way she'd wrap her entire body in chains! But she wasn't strong enough to carry somewhere shy of 100lbs in chains.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 5:23 pm
"Um, okay then, but promise me that you'll come and get me before you leave to go back to it."
*Terr looked to Serenity, still worried.*
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 5:24 pm
"Rintala...Cool name." He shook her hand back,though he didn't have the most manly shake.Looking over the chains he smirked,wondering how hard it'd be to carry them around everywhere.If one weighed that much..."Yesh,Paul,Apprentice and craftsman."
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 5:26 pm
If it means that much to you then very well... We both can go. But I don't see whyyour so worried about me...
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 5:27 pm
"Apprentice? In what? You some kinda kung-fu guy?" She asked, taking a sip of her drink. Her idea of an apprentice was some little kid running around a really old guy learning how to fight using some ancient kung-fu from Japan, or China, or where ever the hell they had it.
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