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 Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 11:38 am
Garrett grins and pushes his friend's hat down a little to impair his vision. "Ahh, what we would do without Mr. Jones, then?" he laughs and straightens up in his seat, trying to tell his wing to fold against his back with the other one. It just ruffles up as if it's laughing at that command.
"An' sure, archeology sounds sweeeet! But I'd just hang back and let you guys do your stuff. I wouldn't want to ruin stuff accidentally."
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 11:50 am
"Dr. Jones," corrected Nahuel quickly, fixing his hat back into place. "The hat makes the man. He tugged on the brim of it and grinned. "I think it might be magic."
"Nooooooo, you wouldn't ruin anything! We could, I dunno, give you a crash course and show you how to do it!"
He reached across the space between them and nudged his friend.
"You can pay me back by teaching me archery or something."
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