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Post by Judge Turpin on Dec 23, 2007 19:01:00 GMT -5
*He looked at the womansomewhat curiously*
"I know you..."
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Post by Gracie Dean on Dec 23, 2007 19:03:01 GMT -5
Gracie glanced up and frowned.
"I think you're mistaken..."
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Post by Judge Turpin on Dec 23, 2007 19:03:34 GMT -5
"Perhaps."
*He shrugged*
"I suppose it doesn't matter."
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Post by Gracie Dean on Dec 23, 2007 19:04:34 GMT -5
Gracie went to the bar.
"Ale?"
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Post by Judge Turpin on Dec 23, 2007 19:04:55 GMT -5
"Are you from England?"
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Post by Gracie Dean on Dec 23, 2007 19:08:28 GMT -5
She shrugged.
"Don't see why it matters."
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Post by Judge Turpin on Dec 23, 2007 19:09:38 GMT -5
"Only to identify yourself to your friends and neighbors."
*He smiled*
"Annie Bamford."
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Post by Gracie Dean on Dec 23, 2007 19:10:51 GMT -5
Grace slammed her hand on the bar.
"Shut up!"
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Post by Judge Turpin on Dec 23, 2007 19:30:58 GMT -5
"The years have certainly changed you. I suppose they have changed me as well."
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Post by Gracie Dean on Dec 28, 2007 18:20:25 GMT -5
"Don't say my name again."
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Post by Judge Turpin on Dec 28, 2007 18:21:53 GMT -5
"Very well then. No one was sorrier than I to hear about your father- one of my best friends, as you know."
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Post by Gracie Dean on Dec 28, 2007 18:25:47 GMT -5
"My mum killed herself afterward," she said darkly.
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Post by Judge Turpin on Dec 28, 2007 18:27:28 GMT -5
"He was a good man. He didn't deserve to go that way."
((Entire audiance of Sweeney Todd: Hahahahaha!!))
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Post by Gracie Dean on Dec 28, 2007 18:29:16 GMT -5
"Shipped me off to school..."
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Post by Judge Turpin on Dec 28, 2007 18:31:08 GMT -5
((Note: My chatbox is being weird now.))
"Probably the best course of action. Keep you safe from all the riffraff of London."
((Be back later...))
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