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 Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 2:34 pm
"Well it was about time is explained, that would be the wise thing to do, i am Dante, Son of Sparda." Dante said, shaking his hand without resent.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 2:38 pm
"I'm Tayak, Tayak Hailor, and not son of anyone I'm proud of" he said and shook his hand too and let go of his hand
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 2:39 pm
mrs ton came in
"what in hell's half was that about your new boytoy just ran out of here like a bat out of hell? "she asked sam Mrs.ton was holding a tray and on it was what sam hoped she would never have to take again but there it was the little gray bottle and a spoon
"Oh no i am not taking that...that i would reather.." Mrs. ton cut her off
"Die and you might if you do not take it so here we go" she said as she put the tray down on the night stand
"And if you do not take it willingly i will make you take it"
she then handed the bottle and spoon to sam there you she said as sam filled the spoon and handed the bottle bakc to Mrs. ton
"i hate you" sam said to the spoon then to Mrs. Ton
"you know this stuff tastes so bad it makes my tail curl up"
"i don't care now take it and stop crying you big baby"
fine and sam took her medication like the women she was it still tasted just as bad still made her tail curl up and made her eyes water but she took it anyways just to make Mrs.Ton happy
Sam forced smile as Mre. Ton smile at her win Now get some sleep she then walked out of the roon as sam drink down four glasses of whiskey back to back.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 2:39 pm
"Pleased to meet you Sir. Hailor." Dante said politely, he kept Rebellion slung over his shoulder, he kept it close.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 2:42 pm
(i have to go good night)
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 2:43 pm
"please to meet you too" he said as they walked into the inn again ad up too mrs.Ton "so how are she?" he asked her
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 8:17 am
"she is fine dear go up and see her but be warned i gave her her medicine and she my be in a bad mood." said mrs. ton low she did not want some of the more drunk men knowing that there was a helpless women upstairs
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 8:19 am
"okay I will go look for her, thanks" he ran up to her and into her room "hey sam, the other guy is just taking something to drink so I thought I jsut would go up to you" he said and smiled at her
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 8:44 am
Sam smiled and looked at the bottle of whiskey she had in her hand "hey do you want a drink?" she said giggling
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 9:03 am
"yeah sure, what kind of whiskey is it? and what year is it from?" he asked as he looked at it, he was pretty thirsty he could feel that now "hey I was thinknig about something too, do you want to come on my boat tonigh and see it? its just a possibility you don't have to" he said smiling at her
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 9:07 am
"are you asking me out on a date?" she said poring a glass for him
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 9:10 am
"oh and by the way it is Black Malt whickey and it is from 1892 i will have you know." she said laughing( i have to go i will be on later bye)
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 9:15 am
(oh okay bye) "if you want it to be a date it can be a date" he said amiling "and that sounds interresting, it should be a very good whiskey if it is so old" he said and looked at the bottle and then at her
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 10:09 am
Dante waited for Sir. Hailor, he did not want to intrude on anything, the overpowering smell of alchohol burned his nose but he ignored it, he could smell one particular brand of alhohol that he lied. "Ah, whiskey." He sighed to himself quietly and smiled. "These people have good taste."
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 8:24 am
"it is my own favorit and i have just 5 bottles left her," she hand him a glass "here to making dates!" she then lifted the glass and siped to whach him closely for any resction to what she had just said.
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