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 Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 6:50 pm
"Yeah, it's just something I'll have to put up with."
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 7:07 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 7:39 pm
"The doctor says that it won't be fully healed for another 4-6 months. It's well enough to walk on as you see, but whenever I work out for a while, my knee acts up. But the doctor says its best to work it out. Anyways, enough about that, did you want to play a game of pool?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 11:35 am
"Yeah," Libby answers, picking up a pool stick.
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 12:20 pm
Zero slowly gets up and walks as close to the table as he can without exiting the shadows, intent on watching the game.
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Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 9:03 pm
Muraki enters the bar, looking around. He crosses the room and sits at a booth in the corner of the room, looking around once more through his glasses. Content that nothing there could harm him, seriously anyways, he pulled a book out of his pocket and began to read from a marked page.
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 10:15 am
Kay racked the 9 balls up on the table in diamond fashion and offered the break to Libby. "Take it."
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2006 11:48 am
"Oh, I figured we'd play a standard game."
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 12:14 pm
Zero hovers closer to the pool table, standing now on theedge of where the shadows meet the light. His curiosity piqued by the game, his gaze shifts between the women standing ready to play.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 9:28 am
((wow, I hope this thread isn't this quiet all the time...))
Layla opens the door to the bar and walks in looking much more confident than she really is. She looks around for the bartender, but doesn't see anyone actually at the bar. Discouraged, she thinks of leaving, but instead sits down as ladylike as possible on a barstool. She puts her purse on the counter and waits. Hopefully the bartender would be back soon.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 10:23 am
(( Sorry ^^;, Libby, our current bartender, is expierienceing Collage life i believe, but she posts atleast three times a week, so it's not too inactive.. This is mostly one of those daily progression guilds.. I'd Rp with ya, but Aonice doesn't often visit the bar, on account she doesn't drink. She only comes when she's in the mood to visit Libby and help her out for a couple hours.. Libby and Aonice are like, best friends by the way ^^ ))
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 10:54 am
((hey... I actually update every day when anyone ever posts...
don't act like I'm THAT inactive!!!
though, college life is kinda tough, especially with eighteen hours.
I heart you Aonice!!!))
Libby looks up from the stalemated pool game. She hadn't noticed the girl come in, but now that she sees her, she can't wait to get to know her.
She rushes over behind the bar and, trying to look sexy, asks if there's anything she can do for her.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 11:05 am
((It's okay, I think I'll manage))
Layla sighs and shakes her head. She tries signing to the bartender before writing out her message.
I DEAF. LOST. CAN YOU SIGN? HELP ME?
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 2:31 pm
Libby takes a moment to remember some of the sign language she learned from a friend of hers who had deaf parents when she was in high school.
SORRY. AGAIN SLOWER PLEASE?
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 2:42 pm
((Gatz: " wink Let me try. I speak 'Sexy.' heart "
* gonk gets kicked out for the lame pick-up line xd *))
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