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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 12:36 am
*starts walking off* fine i'll leave you alone, lost in the middle on the amusment park
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 12:39 am
She didn't know what to do she didn't want to stay in the middle of the amusentment park but she didn't really feel like being with anyone.She yelled "Wait don't go yet Hans."
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 12:41 am
*turns and looks at terra* and why shouldnt I?
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 12:45 am
Tears started coming to her eyes."Becasue I don't want to be stuck here in this desert wasteland."
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 12:50 am
*see's terra crying, he's eye's soften for a moment, but he shakes it off and points down a path* follow that path and you will find the group
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 12:52 am
She says "Thanks I guess your not as bad as I thought you where." *she started walking towards the path*
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 1:10 am
umm....terra* hesitates for a moment*
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 1:12 am
She turnd around smileing she said "Yes?"
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 1:13 am
nothing* sighs and walks away*
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 1:20 am
She goes after him and asks "What is it Hans?"
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 10:46 am
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 10:51 am
*gives huge roar in hope of somebody hearing her* I'm lost and this is creeping the s**t outta me! *stands still listening out for anything peculier*
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 10:54 am
it's nothing, go back to the group*continues walking*
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 11:09 am
*turns into black cat and hides in shadows seeing Hans* This guy looks evil but I should probably give him a chance. *crouches low on the ground*
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 11:16 am
*looks down at diesel with cold dead eye's* your friend is down that way*walks away*
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