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 Posted: Fri May 23, 2008 12:57 pm
Number of drinks? Like... alcohol? Eh, it probably wouldn't apply to Dusty, so what was he worried about?
"Sure, sounds good!" He agreed easily, scratching down this new concept in a few brief words. Tapping the end of the pencil against the page, the deerkitten questioned- "Who decides that sorta stuff? Just anyone that wants to play, uh, medium? Moderate? What's the word... y'know what I mean, right?"
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2008 1:02 pm
"Just as long as a majority agrees I guess," Nao shrugged his shoulders, "We'll probably appoint a referee for each match though. Just to make sure no one dies or something." There was a dismissive wave of his hand with the cigarette dangling between his fingers, leaving a trail of smoke instead of a cloud.
"Any other ideas?"
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2008 1:08 pm
REFERIES, Dusty wrote, and underlined it once for good measure. Lord, if that fight with Nao had suggested anything about the fights that would come up, they were definitely gonna need a referee....
"Think this's good for now," the Arthurian Fa'e decided, looking at the completed list with satisfaction. He couldn't think of anything he'd left off, and that being the case.... "Once we figure out where and when, we can work on the rest. Sound about right?" He stood as he said this and walked over to hand the paper to Nao. After all, he had said he didn't have a Guardian to worry about- better for him to hold onto the evidence of their planning than for Dusty to take it anywhere.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2008 1:14 pm
Taking the paper, he carefully folded it up and put it with his phone in his pocket. A glance was sent to the clock and he sighed. He had promised to meet someone in an hour, and he was going to be late if he didn't hurry. "I need to go." He stated.
Gathering his things and shoving an few extra cans of Red Bull in his bag, Nao stopped and held out his hand. "Thanks for the fight, even if you didn't bleed. I'll contact you when I get more details," he patted his pocket with his left hand.
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