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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 3:44 pm
Shadow nodded, "So it may seem."
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 3:45 pm
Jessi looked at the clock on her desk and gasped. "Oh! It's time for my dinner break... Care to go to the lounge with me to get something to eat?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 3:59 pm
message to Kits Hey Kits, can I pick you up at six thirty?
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 4:05 pm
text from Kits to Rod Six thirty sounds good. smile ((I'll be leaving for a few hours, but we can RP more of the evening when I get back if you want. I have about an hour before I leave.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 4:07 pm
((okay. 3nodding And by six thirty...I meant now. xd ))
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 4:37 pm
Shadow nodded and followed her silently to the lounge. He politely watched her eat. When she offered him something he replied with, "No thank you. I'm ok."
He then pondered a moment, I wonder if anyone has noticed I haven't eaten or drank anything around them. It doesn't seem like something anyone would normally notice after only three or four encounters with me.
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 4:44 pm
Jessi finished her meal and dabbed at her mouth with a sigh. Then, she sat back in her chair slightly.
"That was good. I love the pasta here. Tommy's a really good cook. He's our bartender and cook."
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 4:57 pm
Shadow nodded, "Is he like the Scott fellow at the bar?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 5:02 pm
Jessi looked confused. "Scott? We don't have a bartender named Scott."
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 6:21 pm
((terribly sorry, i had to try and save a cat in the middle of my dinner))
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 6:23 pm
((The most wanted is a bar, right?))
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 6:26 pm
Shadow stood up, "Well, it has been nice spending this time with you. I think I shall make an appearance in the MW bar. Take care. I'm sure I will see you again soon." He bowed politely and then turned and headed silently out the entrance.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 7:49 am
{{Yep, it's a bar, and sorry! I thought you had left for the night. And yay for saving cats!!! biggrin biggrin biggrin }}
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 8:46 am
Daniel appeared in his office, the door behind him still closed and locked. He was dressed only in a tank top undershirt and beat up old jeans, but also had his ever present carry bag. Moving quietly, Daniel pulled off his bag and sat at his desk. Turning on his small desk lamp there, he pulled a few books from his bag and sat back to read them. He hadn’t really wanted to come to work today, but it was an obligation that he had committed to, and one he would fulfill. However unconventional his methods in doing so may be. If his assistance was to be needed, he would be close at hand, and his particular talents would allow him to uniform up and respond quickly no matter how urgent. Sighing softly to himself, Daniel picked up one of the books and flipped it open.
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