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 Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 5:45 pm
"I suppose they are." the Reaper shruged. Being who he was came with many perks, though it also came with the splitting headache that was sorting out who was to die and who wasn't. Mostly for the walking skeleton in his life so to speak the cons outweighed the pros. Magoty ears flicked as the kit asked what he had said. "Say?" he repeated. "Absolutly nothing." he continued, trying to cover up what he had muttered just moments ago.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 7:12 pm
The kit fell silent, musing about the ups and downs of being a skeleton. Nothing? He shrugged. If he didn't want to say, he wasn't about to force him. For some reason, Xanul wasn't in the pestering mood now...
His thoughts were interrupted by a grumble from his stomach. The kit stood up, flashing a grin at Death. "I should go, Uncle Grim. See you next timeee~"
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