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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 3:26 pm
::glares::
Thank you the compliment. I think.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 3:27 pm
*pulls Chris close to her*
Shh... stop talking before you dig yourself into a deeper hole, sweetie.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 3:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 3:43 pm
::while Clarice and Chris are embracing, Snow sneaks behind the coffee and pastry counter and grabs a knife out of the drawer, wraps it in a napkin, slips it in her bag and sneaks back to her seat::
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 4:12 pm
That's the second time I wandered into a bathroom at the wrong time in the past year.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 4:15 pm
Fables Snow White ::while Clarice and Chris are embracing, Snow sneaks behind the coffee and pastry counter and grabs a knife out of the drawer, wraps it in a napkin, slips it in her bag and sneaks back to her seat:: *Mumbles from the couch*.
what's this feeling of duplicity I sense back there ?. Snow ?.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 4:26 pm
::looks at Zayne::
Nothing. Nothing at all
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 5:14 pm
Okay, let's do this.
::walks out::
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 6:48 pm
*Wakes up with a shudder*.
What was that !. confused
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 6:52 pm
*swaggers in*
That is the feeling of those women in the Bistro fighting, youngling. Heh.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 6:57 pm
*Stands up*. Uh ?..
You... what women ?.. what-.. that felt all wrong. Something ripped space... why are you even here ?... why aren't you there ?... is that my coffee over there... *puts a hand on his forehead*
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 6:59 pm
The green one did it. That floating eye is pretty strong.
*flops into a seat*
Why would I be there?
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 7:03 pm
*Gives Cade a puzzled look and heads for the exit*.
What's wrong with you... this is not like you ditching me in some play tournament. People is actually in danger over there. And I'm going.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 7:04 pm
Cause I ain't getting paid, kid. Bit of advice...figure out how to shield your mind. She's taking people over.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 7:09 pm
*Stops*. That's... *Thinks for a moment*... how ?.
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