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Post by Alex on Jul 19, 2006 17:12:44 GMT -5
*Alex frowned, rebuffed by her hostility.* I told you. Alex Abercrombie-O'Toole. Recently of London, now singer here at the Opera. Or at least, if they still do that sort of thing here. Did I do something to offend you, mademoiselle?
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Jul 19, 2006 17:22:40 GMT -5
*Creeps out with the flask of rum.*
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Elphaba
- In the Duggins -
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Post by Elphaba on Jul 19, 2006 17:36:35 GMT -5
Well, Alex Abercrombie-O'Toole, everything in this God-forsaken building offends me so far, so don't consider yourself special in that you might do so too.
*turns back to Jack and finds that he is not there*
Where'd he go? *gasps* He's off to see the Wizard! The Wonderful Wizard of Oz! He heard he was a Wiz of a Wiz if ever a Wiz there was! No, I won't allow it!
*tears off down the hall after Jack*
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Post by Alex on Jul 19, 2006 18:05:38 GMT -5
*Alex raised an eyebrow.* What an extraordinary person! *She ran after the other woman, curiousity piqued.*
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Evey
- Ingenious Pilot -
God is in the rain.
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Post by Evey on Jul 19, 2006 20:32:26 GMT -5
(( oh god...))
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Post by Alex on Jul 19, 2006 21:31:18 GMT -5
((You're telling me. Could this be any lamer? lol))
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Post by River on Jul 24, 2006 10:48:18 GMT -5
*River blinked as she stumbled against a wall.*
"This isn't home, I got lost again, where to go, where to go."
*River closed her eyes and swirled around.*
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Post by catwoman on Oct 28, 2006 17:53:17 GMT -5
*Catwoman begins to collect several bottles of very expensive wine. A guard catches sight of her, at which point she leaps on top of him and crashes a bottle over his head.* Meow.
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Post by River on Oct 29, 2006 5:01:51 GMT -5
*River heard some commotion and walked over to the place were a guard got attacked by a woman in leather.* "He, that's not nice. Bad kitty!"
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Post by catwoman on Oct 29, 2006 12:21:26 GMT -5
*Smiles and vanishes into the shadows*
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Post by Sydney on Oct 29, 2006 19:51:12 GMT -5
Sydney marched into the wine cellar. "Let's see...scotch...bourbon...whiskey..." She picked out a couple of bottles and put them into her backpack.
Right before she left the room, out of the corner of her eyes, she spotted an 1866 Merlot. After a quick moment of hesitation, she grabbed it from the shelf and left the room.
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Post by Dracula on Oct 29, 2006 19:55:55 GMT -5
((How sweet. She remembered his favorite wine.))
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Post by Sydney on Oct 29, 2006 19:57:36 GMT -5
((*Winks* Was it a Merlot? Cuz I just pulled that one out of my a*s...I was gonna say Cabernet Savignon but I was like...ah, screw it. *shrug*))
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Post by Dracula on Oct 29, 2006 19:59:29 GMT -5
((He's not gonna be too picky at this point.))
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Post by Sydney on Oct 29, 2006 20:05:26 GMT -5
((XD Hahah! True...))
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