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 Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 4:33 pm
"They could could back." The cat seemed to hum, sitting again and licking its lips before yawning. Its breath, interesting enough, was minty fresh. "If you do ever want to get back into shape, I could train you. Nothing else to do in this place..."
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 4:38 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 4:40 pm
"If that would suit you." The cat said before slipping past Drake and jumping up onto a chair, then the table and laying down. "Now, you should get some water..."
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 4:41 pm
Waaaaterrrr?
*Drake pulls himself back up and glances around in the fridge*
We got any bottled water? I don't... I don't see any... maybe some ale...
*Drake reaches for a bottle of ale in the fridge*
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 4:53 pm
In a moment the cat jumped onto Drake's back and scratched the back of his neck before jumping back onto the table. "Water comes from the sink too! Ale will only make you worse, fool."
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 5:01 pm
OW! Riiiight... okay, okay...
*Drake hobbled over to the sink and turned it on.*
Where be the cups? I can't... remember....
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 5:05 pm
"Check the cupboards. There should be one in there." The cat said, then licked its paw happilly. This would become interesting~
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 5:06 pm
*Drake found a cup in the cupboards and got himself a glass of water.*
Bottoms up!
*He raised the glass to the cat and then chugged it down fiercely*
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 5:11 pm
After finishing her sandwich, it was time to find a training room. She enjoyed training with her katana for at least an hour each day, and she wasn't about to let that change, especially at a ninja academy.
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 5:14 pm
The cat sighed and layed down with its head on paws. "You may need a few glasses, but you should lay down as well and try to relax. You're probably still too drunk to walk properly."
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 5:15 pm
Tha's not-
*Drake stumbled down to the floor as he stepped towards the cat*
-true.... ugh...
*Drake crawled his way over to the nearest couch and pulled himself up onto it and layed down*
Whooboy...
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 5:21 pm
The cat followed, then jumped up onto Drakes chest and layed down, staring at him. "True?" The cat gave a cheshire grin, before relaxing. "Try to get somesleep. Tommarrow you'll have a hangover, but don't drink any ale, or I'll scratch your hand up so bad you won't be able to hold a bottle again.
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 5:23 pm
Eheheh... sleep? With threats like that... I don't think I could...
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...could...
*Drake'es eyes glazed over and then closed. Immediately he began to snore.*
((haha, g2g. I'll catch you later))
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 5:35 pm
After a little while, she was able to find what she could only assume was a training room. An unlocked door led to a large room with an almost completely unobstructed floor. She saw what looked like a training dummy off to one side, as well as a few other odds and ends that were generally used for training.
She set down her bag over by the dummy, and pulled her headphones and headband down around her neck. She pulled her hair completely up, and then put her headphones back up. She used the headband to secure the headphones in place. She then unplugged her headphones, ran the cord for them down the back of her shirt, plugged them back into her player, and then attached her music player to her back, as she always did when she trained alone.
Finally ready to go, she turned the music back on, and pulled out her katana, and started her practice. As usual, she'd start out with a little bit of stretching and light swings, but eventually she was giving it her all.
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 5:48 pm
Walking into the main dojo is Zyphier. His hair style is different from before, someone cut it during his absence. He looks around to see who is about, probing with his eyes for persons he knows.
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