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 Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 1:55 pm
.: Speed it up 99. Things just started moving and I have a nice little job you can help me with... we're going Elf hunting and the mosquitos WILL get in the way this time, Im sure. I MEAN to upset them. :.
*The voice came from nowhere and directly sent itself into 99's mind, paying little heed to his ears. Apparently, Rake was up to something again*
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 3:16 pm
He blinked, and shook his head. Dammit! He was just about to eat! The timing was a source of great annoyance as he stood and stalked back out the front door, a scowl upon his face. He moved with a quick bound to mount his newly aquired bike, and hit the ignition. With a soft, muttered curse, he peeled out of the lot, and took to the road. All the while, focused his own thoughts. He was no telepath, but he knew if she wanted, Rake could sense some of what went through his mind. At least...he thought she could. Either way, he needed a bit more direction than just "hurry up."
Alright...Show me the way, and I'll come.
It was a simple message, a focus for his mind as he rounded the next bend.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 8:08 pm
.: Head back to the pier. I would imagine it's sign posted :.
*The voice again invaded 99's thoughts, accompanied by a vague picture of where Rake was*
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 10:24 am
Libby frowned. She hated it when disgruntled men came in, snapped their orders at her rudely, then got up and left before she'd even had a chance to write it down or cook it for them.
She crossed her arms and shook her head.
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 2:33 pm
Rioushu came into the bar in a rush, though his demeanour was as calm as ever. He moved briskly to the bar, jumping over the table and behind the bar, holding a large bag. He started grabbing everything alcholic he could see and putting it very carefully into the large, heavy duty bag. When he filled up the bag he stood and jumped back over to the customer side of the bar. He reached over and grabbed the bag, heading for the door with a nonplussed look on his face.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 1:17 pm
After Darwin roamed across the beach for a good while, he eventually found his way to the local bar. He was sitting at the bar, staring into a glass of alcohol. The stare was more of the confused sort, gazing endlessly into the liquid in the glass.
"I don't get the appeal of this stuff" He mumbled. It was his own fault however, the moment he took a single drink of alcohol, his dna modified leaving the effects completely lost on him.
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