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 Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 6:13 pm
*The bubbles disappears to be returned by a purple glowing light surrounding Roxy.*
*She floats above the ground once more.*
Alright, like totally put your hands on the ground... I totally don't wanna accidentally like hurt ya.
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 6:22 pm
::Snow puts her hands down::
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 6:25 pm
*Her eyes narrow at the chains, eyeing them thoughtfully.*
*She puts her hands down and the chains seems to flatten against the ground and glow purple. Though it seems Roxy is doing nothing to the shackles around Snow's wrists.*
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 6:29 pm
::the chains flatten against the ground and break with a SNAP::
eek
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 6:44 pm
Now like move your hands. *The strain of what she's doing can be heard in her voice.*
*She pushes more on the chains that were holding the shackles together, causing the sidewalk to crack a little.*
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 6:51 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 6:57 pm
*Grits her teeth as she continues the preasure. Waiting for Snow to move.*
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 7:01 pm
::Snow moves her hands ::
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 7:05 pm
*Roxy stops the pressure against the chains and lightly sighs.*
*She slowly lowers herself down to the ground. Running a hand through her hair.*
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 7:15 pm
What I wouldn't give for a hot bath. I'm tired of being a filthy, enslaved Fable.
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 7:21 pm
*Gives Snow a look that almost asks "What??" for her.*
Umm.. Like I erm... don't work like that...
You can like go somewhere... they should like have showers or sumptin.
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 7:24 pm
Surely there's a lake around here, or something.
::Wanders off, remnants of the chains hanging from the shackles on her wrists. The chains on her ankles are still intact, however.::
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 7:32 pm
Like whatever...
*Walks off in the other direction.*
Oh why thank you for helping me stranger. *Mimics a female voice.*
Oh well like it was totally my pleasure, Ma'am. Like totally don't mention it. Seriously.
*Snorts.*
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 4:36 pm
Well, when Chris gets back from the dome, I'll give him this letter...
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 6:34 pm
*stumbles out of the back room in a full fledged battle with tangled Christmas lights*
scream
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