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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 8:46 pm
Kibo: The more I think about it, the funnier it gets, though!
He chuckles slightly, before picking up a rock off the dock. He tosses it towards the water, making it skip three times before disappearing beneath the murky waters.
Kibo: There. That should be enough of a head start for them.
He turns, and walks towards the Tavern.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 11:42 pm
Natasha walks back to the tavern, her wet clothes beginning to dry.
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 5:46 pm
Storm hopped up on her bar and conjured a glass of spiced wine into being in her hand. She eyed Natasha's wet clothes.
"I think I have something in the back that might fit you, if you want out of those wet rags?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 6:44 pm
Kibo walks in, and has a seat at the bar.
Kibo: I guess I should stay on guard from revenge pranks, eh?
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 11:30 pm
Natasha looks at Storm. "I'm fine, my 'rags' will dry soon." She smiles.
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Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2007 1:40 pm
Storm fiegned a wound.
"I didn't mean anything by it. I was merely stateing the fact that your clothes are in sad disrepair."
She turned to Kibo.
"Eventuly, you'll have to lower your guard and we'll be there, waiting."
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Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2007 11:54 pm
She looked down at her clothes which were, indeed, in a state of disrepair. She looks back at Storm. "What's this you say about having something in the back that might fit me?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 1:37 pm
Storm laughed and slide off her bar.
"I thought you might see things my way. I'll be right back."
She turned and walked off into the dark and forboading back off her normale light and lighthearted tavern. Storm walked back a few minuets later ladened with jeans with holes in them, a baggy t-shirt with a long sleeve gray shirt under it.
"It's not very flattering, I'm afraid, but it's dry."
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 4:15 pm
((Wow. Are you by any chance a GD'er, Storm? That poll is so... GD-esque...))
Kibo: Trust me. I'm always on guard.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 5:52 pm
Storm laughed.
"No one can really be on guard, 24/7. Your spirits'll get tired, and so will you, what with controlling 'em."
((Ah no, not really. sweatdrop More of a lunch table discussion at school.))
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 11:59 pm
Natasha takes the clothes from Storm. "Thanks, as soon as my other clothes are dry I'll mend them...then you can have these back. Is there anywhere where I can change?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 22, 2007 1:52 pm
Storm pointed behind her.
"Third door on your left."
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Posted: Thu Feb 22, 2007 4:02 pm
((We've had that discussion before. It was pretty interesting. I think we ended with a combination of both answers.))
Kibo: Well, good luck to you. It'll be difficult.
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Posted: Thu Feb 22, 2007 6:23 pm
Storm shrugged.
"I never said it'd be easy."
((My friends and I got all technical about it and looked up the defintions for clone, incest, and masturbation.))
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Posted: Thu Feb 22, 2007 6:33 pm
Kibo: Like I said, good luck.
((My friends just laughed about it a bit, thn talked about something else.))
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