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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 4:12 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 4:13 pm
Kibo: Sticks and stones, deary.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 4:14 pm
"Whoever invented that saying obviously never met a spell caster before. Or the twins."
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 4:16 pm
Kibo: Nah. If they'd met Zia and Maida, it'd be more like "Fires and Ferrets..." Come to think of it, have you met their new little pet?
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 4:18 pm
"...No. Somehow this doesn't bode well for anyone on the island, the crow girls haveing a pet."
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 4:19 pm
Kibo: They had it for less than a minute, and had already taught it how to attack faces, and tear up pillows.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 4:25 pm
"I have known them for Lloth knows how long and I will never understand how they do that. What is it, anyway? Nothing too dangerous, is it?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 4:55 pm
Kibo: It's a spirit ferret. I extracted it from one of the cursed pieces of Cortez's gold Bigfoot had.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 5:14 pm
"You gave it to them? A feret none the less? Kibo, whatever they do to you, just remember that you brought it on yourself."
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 7:48 pm
Kibo: It's a spirit. I can handle a spirit.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 10:12 pm
"Yes well, so are Zia and Maida and they seem to be bothering you an awful lot."
Storm paused.
"You weren't supposed to know that."
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 10:41 am
Natasha ignored the conversation and sat by a small stream which ran through the large cavern. She dipped her hand in the cool refresing water and pulled it out again, strands of water following her fingers.
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 7:32 pm
Kibo: Oh? Well, that's a helpful bit of information. No wonder they always seemed to appear out of nowhere.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 11:14 am
Chath Tiu Storm shrugged. "I don't know." She looked at Bigfoot. "Would you like the taste of lettece, chives, jellied dog's brains, faint coppery flavoring and a hint of mellon?" She glared triumphaently at Kibo. "That's right, you heard me, mellon!" "Depends. Is it food or drink?" Bigfoot says.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 7:53 pm
Kibo turns to Bigfoot.
Kibo: It's a big, skinned, living rabbit.
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