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 Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 7:18 pm
Linda Lee Danvers 4laugh There's an Ice Mice on my head.
*Pokes it*
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 7:30 pm
*Glances at Linda half-heartedly. Then sniffs, and mumbles something else.*
*Finally, orders some chicken noodle soup.*
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 7:34 pm
Rex Mason Lex Joseph Luthor *Mumbles something unintelligible.* *Blinks. Then manages to croak out.* Let me guess. This is where I'm s'posed to ask "how did you save me?" And you say "I killed a shiot eating dog!" and then I say "What did you do? Climb a tree and starve it to death?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 7:35 pm
Lex Joseph Luthor Rex Mason Lex Joseph Luthor *Mumbles something unintelligible.* *Blinks. Then manages to croak out.* Let me guess. This is where I'm s'posed to ask "how did you save me?" And you say "I killed a shiot eating dog!" and then I say "What did you do? Climb a tree and starve it to death?"
*Grabs another drink*
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 7:42 pm
*Suffers a coughing fit. Then a sneezing fit. Attempts to clear throat.* Sorry. My memory's a little fuzzy right now.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 9:32 pm
*enters, inspects, grabs another sasparilla soda*
Dang, Ebony's gotten me hooked on these. gonk
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 9:37 pm
*Coughs at Danny, attempting to give him his cold.*
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 9:42 pm
Lex Joseph Luthor *Coughs at Danny, attempting to give him his cold.*
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 9:48 pm
*Sniffs and coughs* Better you than me. And they say the fastest cure for a cold is to give it to someone else.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 9:53 pm
Lex Joseph Luthor *Sniffs and coughs* Better you than me. And they say the fastest cure for a cold is to give it to someone else.
Yeah, I shrugged that one off on Dolan. domokun
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 3:38 am
~Enters and looks around the place.~
No staff again. rolleyes There goes my hopes of getting a cup of coffee before meeting my clients.
Do the locks just not work in this place.
~Checks the boardcast kudzu and then leaves.~
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 3:42 am
*Coughs up a lung.*
Like getting her own coffee would kill her. Him. Whatever.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 2:59 pm
*stumbles in*
Ah!
*snaps shut his compass and head to the bar*
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 3:11 pm
*makes his way into the the bistro and makes his way to the bar to expel some lubricants*
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 3:15 pm
*eyes Roy and inches away*
Strange looking lad isn't he, Captain Sparrow?
*glances at his shoulder and acts as if he's listening to someone*
I'm not sure eunuchs like rum...
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