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 Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2009 3:13 pm
"then why didn't we use that to get me in?" seth said while going over towards scorpio, the box of fireworks in his lap
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2009 10:33 pm
"Well, i did not think of it at the time." Scorpio answered.
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2009 10:45 pm
"uhh, okay," seth said as he went over onto the lift.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 12:20 pm
Scorpio starts lowering the lift, "I wish this would hurry up, i havent eaten in two days."
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 3:40 pm
Brad was at the gates already, opening the huge metal gates. He stepped out and walked around the truck, wrinkling his nose slightly, his rough hands rubbing against his arms, trying to warm them. "Hello, Scorpio," he nodded towards the theif, before looking at the other two, raising one eyebrow. "Jake's going to be suprised," he noted, smiling. "Laurn couldn't be here for your return, Scorpio, but Jake has respectively taken her place until she can return from her trip. He'll be glad to house all three of you, and hand over the deal to you, Scorpio." He said, scratching at his nose for a moment, and sniffling slightly. "May we try to hurry; the temperture is already effecting me." he sighed, smiling, "Alligator." He said his animal DNA.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 4:23 pm
"They make good money on the black market since there illegaly hunted. Just messing with you," Scorpio said.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 6:21 pm
Brad smiled at Scorpio and responded quickly, "And Scorpion Posion are of the utmost importance in rare diseases; you know, like assassination-otus." he smirked, "just messing with you."
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 8:18 pm
"Finaly somone with some good wit around here," Scorpio smirked back. His face turned seriouse, "Umm... Can i get some food, please. I havent eaten in 2 days?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 5:26 am
Brad nodded, "Dinner is being made as we speak."
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 6:21 am
(When you find a way for Red to get back in, let me know. I see him as more sulking in his room right now rather than anything else. He is being bound by his own word not to escape, as it is best for himself and his men.)
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 8:25 am
Chance twitched when he heard Jakes name. But she didn't look surprised or anything, she kept her own buisness in mind. She turned and looked over at Seth.
"Food seems good right now! R-Right Seth?"
She gave a forced smile.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 8:36 am
"Yeah," seth said to chance. he then asked brad, "what are we having?"
and after that I can go shoot of some off these bottle rockets
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 10:42 am
(I dont know what to put right now, sorry.)
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:17 pm
((Well, I do. mrgreen ))
Red was back up in his room. There was no point in taking liberties while he was prisoner. Even if he was a well treated prisoner, he was still a prisoner.
He started to hear some commotion from outside, the sounds of a truck pulling up and a lot of chatter reached his sensitive ears. Lifting a hand to the window, he slipped a finger to the curtain's edge and pull it aside enough to look out.
He once again saw the group he had recently turned in to the School. They apparently didn't like the School there, and left again. Red couldn't exactly blame them, now knowing what they had been through. He probably would have hated the school too if he was raised in the same way. Then again, how much of their tales where true horrors, and how much the over active imagination and exaggerated memories of youth.
He slid his finger away from the window again, letting the curtain fall back to where it was before. There was no reason to get involved with these people. He was their prisoner, nothing more and nothing less.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 1:07 pm
Brad shrugged. "Assortment for all the Morphs that live here," he said, blinking for a second, like he was thinking about something that he shouldn't be. He shook his head, sighing, "Dinner's ready now. Jake is calling up a...long lost friend, and maybe you guys can meet the new additions to Laurn's family." He smiled, turning and walking up the long drive, and walking into the louge, and waited for them to catch up.
Jake glared at the door, and knocked on it. Of course HE had to get the Fox morph, of all people, "Dinner is ready; hurry up, we have guests tonight," he snapped at Red, opening the door, and turning away and stalking towards the elevator. "Maybe you'll know them," he said sarcasticly, pressing the button to go down to the Caferteria, which happened to be under ground about three stories.
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