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 Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 2:41 am
"Bitchin'" he said, ignoring the bottles on the bar in favor of a full one off the shelves. If someone was going to restock it all later, they could clean up, too.
"Guess I'll see ya around then. Maybe I'll come visit one day." He remembered the whole bone thing only after he said it.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 2:51 am
Kaveri waved, bobbing her head. "I wouldn't mind any visitors dropping by," she said. "Take care and enjoy de booze, man. Follow de painted rocks if you ever decide you wanna take a walk trou' de jungle."
With that, the tipsy vulture-woman hobbled off, her staff clicking with each step.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 2:55 am
"Painted rocks. Got it." How hard could that be to remember? "See ya."
And with that Sid set off, booze in one hand and cane in the other, on a unexpectly winding (weaving) route back towards the Village.
"So outta practice," he muttered to himself as he went.
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