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Post by Castiel on May 15, 2012 19:57:03 GMT -5
Castiel frowned, looking over at the little box and the pile of coins beside the bed.
"One could presume that it is powered by that," he said carefully, gesturing to the apparatus. "If the coins serve as a fuel, it is only logical for the motion to seize once it runs out."
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Post by Margrethe Goransdottir on May 16, 2012 11:10:06 GMT -5
"How wasteful. Money being eaten like that."
Out of nowhere, she recalled a saying that said something about bleeding money. Sounded painful.
She glanced around the room.
"Now that," she said, pointing at the hot tub, "makes more sense to me."
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