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 Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:00 pm
She smilies and stands up after him, dusting her pants off. "Good. And you wont have to worry about it melting now either."
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:01 pm
Curelara She smilies and stands up after him, dusting her pants off. "Good. And you wont have to worry about it melting now either." wouldnt of anyway..*starts making a snowman*
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:08 pm
She laughed and watched him from her spot on the ground. "Yay.. snow.." She makes a small snowball and flicks it.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:10 pm
walks in out of the cold and has a seat
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:13 pm
Curelara She laughed and watched him from her spot on the ground. "Yay.. snow.." She makes a small snowball and flicks it. *catches the snowball, makes it bigger, and flicks it back*
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:15 pm
She turns her head to see Laquatas walk in and waves and smiles. "Hey! Long time no see." Being distracted the snowball hits her in the face.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:17 pm
looks at her then turns around "i don't talk to slave who do not stnad up for themself " gets up and heads for the door
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:21 pm
She growled and stood up. "Dont refer to me as slave.. She blocks the door entrance staring at him. "I appreciate what you did but what was i sopposed to stand up for?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:21 pm
*finishes the snowman* ah sometimes teh smallest things give you the greatest pleasures.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:27 pm
looks into her eyes "you have all this power and no will to use it your father is the one and only death " push her out of his way then turns to her as he opens his leftside of his shirt to show that his newly beating heart is now gone "it was you who made me live again and it was me who riped it out i'll never let anyone get close to me again i'm heading back to your place to get my stuff and i'm gone " walks out
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:29 pm
*time to drink master?* sweatdrop time to drink *both go to the bar*
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:31 pm
She grumbled balling her hands up into fists at what he did. "Why did you do that?" She ran out after him.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:36 pm
sigh....problems allways make the booze taste bad. *T.T i have no tastebuds*
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:46 pm
*sips the whisky* well, least people are still nice ot me.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 3:05 pm
oh i got an idea twisted *rigs the bar with snowball traps*
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