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 Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 4:29 pm
She glances over at Fox for a moment seeing his appearence, still keeping a smile. "You mean the bar? I am not an owner yet I watch over it."
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 4:32 pm
She nods once and waits dutifully by for the owner.
(I need to go)
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 4:35 pm
fox gos behind the bar and grads a glass of water. then picking up whatever he could for food and devowers it like he had never eaten in his life. the boy looked for more food not know where it would be the contests of most fo the cobers was ending up on the floor by now in his frantic sherse.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 4:45 pm
"Fox." She called to him. "Want me to make you something to eat?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 4:46 pm
he nods rapedly looking at her and still eating what he had picked up
"yes ma'am thank you.but i have to get back to crows place im waiting on her "
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 4:50 pm
"I won't take long." She dissapeared into the kitchen whipping up a steak meal for the boy within 15 minutes. The steak took awhile. She came back out the dish wrapped propperly for his travels. "There you go.. Its steak, mashed potatoes, and some steamed vegatables."
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 4:57 pm
"that you so mouch. ma'am." the boy ate it fast at first then regained him self becosue he realized how mouch of a pig he was being and was rather embarest about it win he is done he gets up adn cleans up his mess and bows to alanna with a smile " thank you mouch ma'am, i would love to stay and talk. but i have to go back and wait in frunt of her door so i dont miss her agen ." he said grabing a a washrag and cleening off his face and walking back down to the dungen
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 5:09 pm
"No problem, Fox." She waved him off and cleaned his dishes inside the kitchen. She started thinking, where do they get food for this place? Ah, wasn't there a villiage near by? She gathered herself up, brushing her back from her face and exited the bar heading for the small town.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 5:48 pm
Sergeant walked into the room. He smiled, even though it was obvious it was strained. " Fox, Alanna, good to see you two."
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 5:53 pm
He barely noticed them leaving, as he felt something in the back of his mind. Rather, he didn't. " Where are you?" He murmured, and he began a deep trance.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 5:54 pm
ivan shadow returned to the shadows as it dose it search to make sure all of crow toys are not in any trouble
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:00 pm
The ronin enters the room with the smell of blood heavy on his clothes. His shirt in tattered shreads nearly nothing and his pants stained with the crimson substance. The blade of his unsheathed katana stained red with the same. Even the tip of the jitte on his belt had a touch of blood on it, though whether it was spatter from what got on his pants or from actually stabbing someone with it was left to whoever saw him to decide for themselves.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:12 pm
" Been personally killing people lately?" Sergeant asked dryly. He didn't really care, he just prefered to kill people afar with his guns.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:16 pm
"For once out of defense"
Takara said in a more serious tone than the young man usually had. He closed his eyes and said a silent prayer for the souls of the men who had been foolish enough to attack the ronin. They didn't stand a chance. Takara slung his blade towards the ground causing the blood to fly off onto the floor. He ripped an already torn piece of his shirt off and wiped the blade to a shine sheathing it again. He then took the same cloth and wiped the tip of the jitte off though, there wasn't much he could do about his stained clothes.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:18 pm
" Praying eh? I'm not much for praying." He closed his eyes. " God's don't seem to want to help me much," He smiled. " So what's your name, and your powers?"
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