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 Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 2:25 pm
Faraday glaired at Brisinger but then said, "Fine...."
Freeda started to wake, but was still mostly unconsious.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 2:45 pm
Brisinger nodded. "Thank you... Come on, go to sleep. I have no use in running away, I can't see the castle and even I could the Quisidor would kill me"
Crade felt that he was coming closer but he still wanted to stay far from them until they got to sleep.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 2:46 pm
Faraday glaired, "I don't trust you."
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 3:12 pm
"Then tie me up or something if you don't trust me" Brisinger mused.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 3:14 pm
Faraday shrugged and pulled out some barb wire.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 3:18 pm
Brisinger lifted an eyebrow when he saw the barb wire and smiled nervously. "I guess I'll really be tied up..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 3:20 pm
Faraday grabbed his wrist rufly and started to tie, "I usually use this as a wip."
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 3:25 pm
"Ouch... I guess you're one of the girls who like it rough" Brisinger teased.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 3:26 pm
Faraday wasn't amused. She tightened the wip a little, "No, fire wip. Cuts through enemies faster then my razor fans."
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 3:43 pm
"How nice" Brisinger continued. "I can imagine you with Iregi"
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 3:45 pm
Faraday tighted the brab wire harder and groled, "Don't mention him!" the bard wire started to get hot.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 3:49 pm
Brisinger felt a slight pain and the barb wire heatnening up. He smirked at Faraday. "Sorry then, no use at getting angry, have you thought of having a mental help? You should take care of your mood swings"
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 3:50 pm
Faraday looked at Brisinger, "Do you want to keep your hands?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 3:57 pm
Brisinger stopped talking. He wouldn't want to risk losing his hands.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 3:58 pm
Faraday finished and then trudged away grugingly.
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