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Post by Nyata Alanadel on Sept 2, 2004 15:55:11 GMT -5
*Aber shrugs, and heads back to the table.*
He probably won't be back. Shame. The kid grows on ya.
*Skirt is still giggling, and Kyliki gives him a sympathetic look. They head off to the commons to find something to do for the day.
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Post by Widifor on Sept 2, 2004 16:00:49 GMT -5
He walks out of the orphanage and glances at it over his shoulder. Bah, prison. He walks down the street.
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Post by Nyata Alanadel on Sept 2, 2004 16:03:15 GMT -5
*A lumbering sound can be heard behind him. If he looks over his shoulder, he would see what looks like a half-troll, about twice his height walking towards him slowly. It grins almost childishly.*
Where you go?
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Post by Widifor on Sept 2, 2004 16:06:00 GMT -5
He turns around. makes himself as tall as possible and smirks, pointing with his thumb over his shoulder in the direction he was headed.
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Post by Nyata Alanadel on Sept 2, 2004 16:09:47 GMT -5
*The half-troll cocks his head to the side, confused.*
you...you go come back?
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Post by Widifor on Sept 2, 2004 16:11:26 GMT -5
Grins.
Nope.
He turns around to leave again.
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Post by Nyata Alanadel on Sept 2, 2004 16:15:26 GMT -5
Grins.Nope. He turns around to leave again. *The half-troll lumbers after him.* Why no go come back?
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