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 Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 3:50 pm
((lol, that's alright))
Alli grinned. "Sounds great!" She pulled him into the nearest chinese restaurant, and they were seated. She picked up the menu, grin still on her face.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 3:55 pm
Brad stared at his menu, and gasped. The menu fell, and so did the silverware with a metallic clinking sound. "Weird," he said, shaking his head, and picking back up the menu. "Probably nothing."
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 3:59 pm
Alli blinked. "Weird..." She let go of hers, letting it float. She looked around, then held onto it again. "Maybe it was me." She rubbed her head.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 4:02 pm
Brad opened the menu again. He had to hold his breath so he wouldn't gasp again. A silver face floated in the menu, dispair on his face. "Heeeeeelllllp meeeeee!" it screamed. "You know I can't help you!" he screamed to the menu. "Nobody else can see you!"
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 4:03 pm
Alli blinked, and walked over to his side. She blinked at the menu. "What's wrong?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 4:05 pm
"Nothing," said Brad. "If I told you, you would think I am a total wackjob and then you would call the police to have me carted away into the loonyhouse!" he shouted, and slammed the menu shut. "Now you shut up in there," he said quitely to the menu.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 4:07 pm
Alli giggled. "Tonight, I'm ready to believe anything." She floated the menu up into her hands. "Hello!" She giggled. "I may not be able to see you, but by the way Brad's acting, there must be someone in there."
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 4:09 pm
"Ok, I will tell you, but you must promise not to laugh," said Brad. "You know how my power is control over energy? Well, I can see manifestations of energy. What I mean by that is that I see ghosts. They sometimes follow me around, and they expect me to help them 'cross over' to heaven, or the afterlife, or where ever dead people go. I don't think I can," said Brad. "There are so many, and they seem so helpless."
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 4:11 pm
((Okay, here I am finally.))
Ivy stood in front of the building. He was always late. Oh well, fire wasn't his strength. Ivy shook off his hero garb, ran a hand through his hair, shoved his hands in his pockets and stared walking.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 4:12 pm
Alli smiled. "Well, I guess that's not completely crazy." She looked at the menu, and sat down. "Well, Mr. Ghost, we're trying to have dinner, so maybe we'll help you another time!" She smiled at whatever was in the menu.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 4:14 pm
The ghost frowned at Alli. "She is a crazy lady!" shouted the ghost. "Now, that isn't nice to say," said Brad, and shook the menu. A full-grown man fell out of the menu, and stood up. "What do you want?" asked Brad, staring up at the man that fell out of the menu. "Do you want some Chinese food or something?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 4:20 pm
Alli looked at where she thought the ghost was. "Did he say something?" She looked at Brad, and sat back down. "Well, whatever it is, I was just trying to help." She eyed the air, and floated a menu in front of her. "Well, I'm thinking of having the sesame chicken. What about you?'
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 4:41 pm
Brad turned to Alli. "Are you kidding me?" he said in a seemingly angry voice. "I love sesame chicken!"
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 4:43 pm
Alli jumped up a bit, then giggled, and poked him between the eyes. "Don't scare me like that! I thought you were mad!" She giggled again, and set the menu down. She looked up, and at the waitress, who had watched the whole scene. "We'll both have the sesame chicken!" The waitress nodded, and backed off slowly towards the kitchen, before dashing in quickly.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 4:45 pm
"I got a question," said Brad. "If you ordered the sesame chicken, and I ordered the sesame chicken, then who ordered the ghost? It certainly wasn't me."
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