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Post by Tybalt on Feb 20, 2012 0:31:43 GMT -5
"...I think I'll be in my room," he said, voice pure misery.
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Post by Victor von Doom on Feb 20, 2012 0:38:43 GMT -5
"The rest of the week is yours. You are under no obligation," Doom said, his hastiness making him somewhat curt.
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Post by Tybalt on Feb 20, 2012 0:50:28 GMT -5
"And what is there for me to do differently?" he asked, somewhat puzzled, and desperate. He knew no one. There was nothing for him to do but adhere to a schedule.
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Post by Victor von Doom on Feb 20, 2012 17:13:01 GMT -5
"You have permission to ride on the grounds, or to hunt."
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Post by Tybalt on Feb 20, 2012 21:01:59 GMT -5
"If you say so, my lord," he said dejectedly.
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Post by Victor von Doom on Feb 21, 2012 0:29:52 GMT -5
"You are no longer obligated--"
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Post by Tybalt on Feb 21, 2012 2:39:12 GMT -5
Tybalt stared at him.
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Post by Victor von Doom on Feb 21, 2012 20:21:43 GMT -5
"Now leave."
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Post by Tybalt on Feb 21, 2012 23:10:14 GMT -5
Tybalt looked back at Doom, suddenly coolly, and he left.
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