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 Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 1:21 pm
The corpse woman sneared, "You job is to not ask question! It's to follow orders."
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 1:25 pm
Miguel didnt make any change in expression. "i wasnt questioning. i was just pointing something out."
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 1:29 pm
The corpse woman stoud up angerly and spun on her heels, "You little....go and ready your report."
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 1:40 pm
Miguel stood up. "fine... ill ready my report..." he sounded more annoyed than defeated. as he finished the word report, he sunk into the ground.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 1:46 pm
The corpse woman gasped as he did,"You little........FREAK!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 1:48 pm
a hollow, disembodied version of Miguel's voice sounded throughout the area around teh corpse woman. "thank you..." he stayed underground, and started for the Lady's ((whatever you would call it. the building/structure she livesin/rules from.)) he didnt want to deal with anymore people.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 1:50 pm
 The Lady was sitting at her vanity, checking out her hairstyle.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 1:52 pm
((so... what? would i like knock on a door or something? or would i have to bug guards? or what? im really not sure.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 1:53 pm
((Ummmm use you imagination......I really don't have a thing going on.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 1:58 pm
((ok... really only wanted to know if you had any specific kind of building in mind.))
Miguel popped up from the ground, inside the (building). he quickly made his way to where he figured she'd be. her vanity. when he arrived at a door, which he figured would open to where the Lady was, he rapped a few times. he wasnt really expecting to be stopped much, as he was one of the last people who would be expected to do anything stupid.
((ill explain that only if it really matters.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 2:02 pm
The Lady smiled and put down her brush. She spoke calmly and clearly, "Come in."
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 2:07 pm
Miguel took a deep breath, dreading the 'conversation' that was about to happen. he slowly opened the door, took a few seconds, and closed it behind him. he had a serious and sort of official look on his face. "good, er, day... m'lady." he wasnt really good at addressing higherups.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 2:10 pm
The Lady smirked and turned around, "Oh Miguel, so formal? What cause this change?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 2:14 pm
Miguel gave a nervous smile. "your..." he paused, trying to pick out the right word. "messenger made it seem like you were angry..." he gave a small, nervous laugh. "i didnt want to make it worse..." that was most of the reason. he also, subconciously, hoped to show some kind of assurance of his allegiance(sp?). because it was subconcious, it didnt show.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 2:25 pm
The Lady started to laugh, "Oh my! Harriot said that? I just wanted a simple report before the human leaders came and steal you away."
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