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 Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 8:45 pm
Christof, meanwhile, seemed happy enough to complete the contracts, pulling the last one from the typewriter with an excited flourish before offering them out to the demon, positively beaming. Could they start inventing yet? He hoped so.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 8:55 pm
"Alright, good."
He'd left out Colette's dorm and skellyphone, she could fill those in herself. And he wasn't entirely sure she would want him giving those to Christof. Even though he wasn't sure what Christof would do with a phone number, anyway.
He cringed saying the next words. "...Pen, please."
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 9:46 pm
Christof quickly scrambled for it before offering it and the papers over together, positively beaming. Noooowwwwww could they invent?? He was positively hopping in his seat on the floor.
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