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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 6:04 pm
"Oh, okay!" Silas smiled and returned the ball, "Don' fink so! Was girl wiv hoofs, do'." He then looked to Jesse, who had a hand firmly clapped over his mouth.
"Dada, you otay?"
"Mm, you just play, Little Man."
"Okay."
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 6:07 pm
Hooves? "Oh, I think you mean the grapes girl," Chaco said, returning the ball, "I wonder how she and her protector are doing now. I met them, once, I think." Back when he still actually MET with protectors at first. That stopped pretty quickly.
"Do you have any other friends?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 6:19 pm
"Fio!" Silas cried happily and giggled, "an' Butchy! An' fishies!" In other words? Not really.
"We're usually not in the same place for more than a week or two at a time. It's hard to...to socialize," Jesse sighed.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 6:25 pm
Chaco recognized none of the names. Well, he understood what fishies meant, but that was well... The boy seemed happy enough with what he had, though. "Well, if you're ever in the area, stop by. I mean, a lot of the other Sin'aeis come by here, so you're bound to make more friends."
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 6:29 pm
Silas gasped as if he had just been offered a winning lottery ticket.
"Tank-oo!" he giggled.
"Yeah, I'll be sure to bring him by more often."
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