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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 5:51 pm
THe letter reads to anyone who may be intrested in reading it.
"To Mr. L,
I think I might have recently picked up something that might be of intrest to you. It is something that has MANY intresting properties to it. Intrested? Bring cash and perhaps we can negoiate.
Your Buddy, Mr. J."
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 6:07 pm
*Walks hard. And waits for his associate.* Damnable clown . . .
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:12 pm
*strides in and takes a seat in a corner booth*
Guenhwyvar. She's the reason I've come to this strange tavern. She's been my friend longer than the rest of my companions and I would wade through the Nine Hells and Gehenna to help her. Even the archmage Elminster wasn't able to return her to normal form. She's imprisoned as stuffed child's plaything. Elminster advised me that I may be able to receive help here from a strange sorcerer. So here I wait, among creatures of the like I have never seen.
Guenhwyvar....hold on my friend.
-Drizzt Do'Urden
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:15 pm
*has to disable the bar's geek-o-meter, because it suddenly hit the red zone*
stressed
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:19 pm
*stands and walks over to Wally*
Excuse me but do happen to be an archmage or sorcerer of some kind? I've journeyed a long way in search of help for a friend.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:21 pm
Mister, I'm a part-time bartender who stopped in to see if there was any news about a half-martian baby that was kidnapped yesterday. Unless you're here trying to figure out what sick b*****d thinks taking kids out of their cribs is fun and games, go shake down someone else for rupees.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:23 pm
MrJosephKerr THe letter reads to anyone who may be intrested in reading it.
"To Mr. L,
I think I might have recently picked up something that might be of intrest to you. It is something that has MANY intresting properties to it. Intrested? Bring cash and perhaps we can negoiate.
Your Buddy, Mr. J." stare *picks up the letter and runs out of the bar*
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:23 pm
*blinks*
It seems help will be harder to come by than I first thought.
*returns to his seat*
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:24 pm
Wally_West *has to disable the bar's geek-o-meter, because it suddenly hit the red zone* stressed Oh, the irony! mrgreen *Plays one of his many many great songs.*
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:26 pm
*Flies in again after making a quick check back at the tower.*
Does anyone have any news?
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:28 pm
::grabs Ms. Martian's arm from behind::
THERE you are!
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:34 pm
*Spins around.*
Miss Zinda! Do you know anything about what happened to VJ?!
I can't find him or Virgil anywhere! crying
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:35 pm
*Winces. Wonders idly if he can get to Joker before any of the would be heroes. Hey, if this works right, I'll be able to turn the kid over to its parents, look nice and heroic . . . and better yet, gather some tissue samples.*
Hery, elf-boy. Does it HAVE to be magic you're looking for? I've got QUITE a number of connections in the scientific community.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:37 pm
Megan Morse *Spins around.*
Miss Zinda! Do you know anything about what happened to VJ?!
I can't find him or Virgil anywhere! crying I know that if you want Oracle's help, she's gotta be able to find you. I lost you over Argentina yesterday. Hang on a sec. ::taps headphone:: Okay. Okay. The Skipper just got something from the Flash. She wants you at the HQ, ASAP. C'mon with me, the Aerie 2 is waiting outside.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2007 7:43 pm
Zinda Blake Megan Morse *Spins around.*
Miss Zinda! Do you know anything about what happened to VJ?!
I can't find him or Virgil anywhere! crying I know that if you want Oracle's help, she's gotta be able to find you. I lost you over Argentina yesterday. Hang on a sec. ::taps headphone:: Okay. Okay. The Skipper just got something from the Flash. She wants you at the HQ, ASAP. C'mon with me, the Aerie 2 is waiting outside. Yes, ma'am. crying
I'll do whatever you want, just help me find him. crying
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