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 Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 9:46 pm
"That's the spirit." Writ asked over the explosions and gunfights that the TV was offering up. Tonight was his night for the moment- and Seth's, if he wanted to stay. He figured that the scorekeeper had nothing better to do- considering that there hasn't been any native godlings popping up in Central yet- or any that he's seen, except for that one Ashlyn girl.
"Tomorrow then?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2010 6:47 am
"Okay, tomorrow" Really though, to most that'd just be a nights sleep away, Seth had to stay up and wait the night out, it wouldn't be until the night after that he'd need to enter his own near coma like sleep.
He looked back at the TV for the first time in a while, not really understanding what they'd both been half heartily watching at all.
Truth be told Seth needed to acquaint himself with his new position. Particularly in the area of getting to know all the current players, where they lived, whose prophet they where and so on, not just the new ones.
"Mind if I stay for a while? I won't need a place to sleep"
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