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Post by Mullet Fish on Jan 13, 2006 22:43:35 GMT -5
(Whoa, I'd forgotten about this thread. I thought it had died, and that I had been the last to post. :S Let me see...7.5. I really do not feel like explaining.)
Gerrard nodded and let it lie. He snatched a glass from a passing waiter. He sighed once before tossing away the empty glass. It tinkled lightly as is struck stone. The waiter sniffed and hurried past. Gerrard suddenly felt very out of place, and more than a little bit anxious. Despite all his efforts he was becoming fidgety and restless. Suddenly, the sound of clattering dice assailed his ears. But it was not that sound that snatched his attention, but the sound of an ensuing brawl. Voices became angry shouts, but throughout it all one voice remained calm, even smug. Gerrard jerked his head up and headed towards the source of the noise.
(I'm sorry, I'm not feeling very eloquent tonight. I'm quite tired. Just thought I'd try to revive this thread.)
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Post by kilisa09 on Jan 14, 2006 18:44:46 GMT -5
One of the figures stumbled slightly and banged into Gerrard. "Oh, I'm sorry, sir." a female voice issued forth from beneath the hood. "Please forgive me, I'm quite clumsy sometimes." Her partner stopped and joined them. "Yeah, she's clumsy most of the times, not just some." he said, grinning. His companion stepped backwards, trodding upon his foot. "Oh, woops. Must've been my clumsiness again. Sorry, Tassle." she growled slightly. Tassle yelped. "Hey! That hurt!"
((That was an 8, Mullet.))
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