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 Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 6:07 pm
"So, wait. You carry everything that shadow of yours around with you all the time? Doesn't that get a bit... unsanitary?"
Cole grimances.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 6:10 pm
Well, heh, yea ^^; it's kind of like my own storage space you know? I mean, carrying all my packs, and bags and weapons and the like can be kind of annoying after a while so why not, carry them in my shadow? ^^; I mean I don't keep all the stuff in my shadow of course but still...
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 7:10 pm
"So, wait, you carry other stuff in there? Like what? And wouldn't it get all mixed together or is it sectioned? I mean... you have a dead body in there today and yesterday you helped me out with my eating problem."
He wrinkles his nose.
"Jeeze... Can you even clean it or do things just kind go in and go out?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 7:24 pm
Ya know, for my now sanity I try not to think too much about it.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 7:50 pm
Cole makes a face but manages to stay interested.
"Alright, besides the unsanitary stuff what else can/do you keep in there?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 8:13 pm
Ahsayuni hesitated before entering the establishment. She bit her bottom lip as she looked around.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 8:29 pm
Cole Eastcott Cole makes a face but manages to stay interested. "Alright, besides the unsanitary stuff what else can/do you keep in there?" It's not that I keep things that would unsettle me in there it's just I don't think about how it works. And lot of stu-... *He smacks himself on the head* Duh, that's where I keep my ammo god I'm brainless at times. stressed
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 8:34 pm
Ahsayuni continued to walk around the first floor, admiring every detail. "Hm..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 8:42 pm
J_Soondu Cole Eastcott Cole makes a face but manages to stay interested. "Alright, besides the unsanitary stuff what else can/do you keep in there?" It's not that I keep things that would unsettle me in there it's just I don't think about how it works. And lot of stu-... *He smacks himself on the head* Duh, that's where I keep my ammo god I'm brainless at times. stressed Cole laughs. "You mean the ammo you spend days looking to replace here? Oh man, your almost as bad as me." He finishes off a sandwich and moves onto a bowl of soup with a still warm crusty hunk of bread waiting for dipping purposes. As he digs in he notices Ahsayuni. "Hullo."
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 8:44 pm
"Hm? Oh, hello." She smiled and approached the man with caution.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 8:54 pm
Yea well... Oh, hello there. *He says as Ahsayuni comes over.*
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 8:56 pm
A person began to approach the Dojo, coming up the path that would lead to the front door. In his hand, he held a scrap of paper with some nearly illegible writing on it. After taking another look at it, he turned his gaze up the path again. He could almost make the building out clearly now. "This had better be the place. I really need a job." he muttered to himself. The path stretched before him, neatly lined with stones. Well, may as well see what this place had for him. The figure began to walk the path again. With every step he took, a clanking sound, similar to metal hitting against other metal, could be heard. Anyone who was paying attention could thus hear him as easily as see him. When he finally reached the house, he opened the sliding door and looked around inside.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 9:01 pm
J_Soondu Yea well... Oh, hello there. *He says as Ahsayuni comes over.*
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 9:21 pm
*chuckles a bit* please, no sirs I'm not that old. Name's Jason and you are? *Holds his hand out in a friendly way.*
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 9:28 pm
Zelyhon A person began to approach the Dojo, coming up the path that would lead to the front door. In his hand, he held a scrap of paper with some nearly illegible writing on it. After taking another look at it, he turned his gaze up the path again. He could almost make the building out clearly now. "This had better be the place. I really need a job." he muttered to himself. The path stretched before him, neatly lined with stones. Well, may as well see what this place had for him. The figure began to walk the path again. With every step he took, a clanking sound, similar to metal hitting against other metal, could be heard. Anyone who was paying attention could thus hear him as easily as see him. When he finally reached the house, he opened the sliding door and looked around inside. ... umm, yes?
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