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 Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 8:53 pm
*Stops tapping the kendo stick and just stands there thinking. Looking at Sherri for whatever reason. Maybe Thorn's mind control was finally starting to sink in like it already had with Martyr and Kaz.*
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 8:55 pm
Sherri sat there, just thinking, but was aware of what was going on around her.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 8:55 pm
*Thorn noticed.*
You seem to be getting it...
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 9:00 pm
*Gave a nod and looked away from Sherri then just looked around at the mess he had made earlier. Kendo propped on his shoulder.*
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 9:01 pm
Sherri snapped out of it and looked at Thorn, then Havok, then the ground.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 9:02 pm
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 9:04 pm
*Decided to be nice and actually started cleaning up his mess after Thorn had slipped back into the shadows. First going over and picking up all that broken glass.*
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 9:14 pm
"Were you going to hit me?" Sherri asked surprisingly
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 9:17 pm
*Tossed the glass into the garbage and then started to flip the couch right side up.* No, I have no reason to hit you..
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 9:19 pm
"But Thorn doesn't seem to like me too much. Especially since I tried to get Matt out of the Serotonin. I could care less about him now, but thats besides the point."
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 9:22 pm
*Shrugs and tries to cheer himself up by jumping around on the couch again after flipping it over. Leaving the table right where it was.* Thorn didn't tell me to hit you, I just can't be friends with you.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 9:23 pm
"Fair enough. It seems like I hardly have any friends around here anyway." Sherri shrugged. "So whats the point of it. I'll just keep picking fights anyway. Having fun on that couch?"
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 9:26 pm
Well don't your friends hit you when you play with others? *He continued to jump around on the couch* Yes, I like it. It's mine now and I will bite anyone who tries to sit on it. twisted
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 9:27 pm
:: Head pops out from under couch cushion. ::
YOUR MOTHER!
:: Dives back in couch. ::
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 9:28 pm
"Well. Actually..no they don't." Sherri sighed. "Pretty sure they want to though."
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