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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 6:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:04 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:11 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:16 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:24 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:33 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:38 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:42 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 7:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 8:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 9:38 pm
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The pale-skinned male smiled as the other made mention of his innocence. "I do not think it is...so much the fact that you chose this place, but more the fact that you radiate innocence, Epsilon..." He slowly leaned forward in his seat, he drawing abit closer to the male. "That woman could sense it, I can sense it, and so can the others. It makes you vulnerable, weak, but I can give my word that my intentions are not to harm you. I cannot, however, make that same promise for those that watch us from the shadows." He glance back over his shoulder, noting that hose that had been in the curtained booths now moved across the floor. He shuddering at the sight of the dark male and the women at his wide. "That man...before us now...he is the owner of this place. He is abit of an...interesting fellow, with hobbies that range from torture to s&m. Rene Lefevre..." He said the name like it would leave a bad taste in his mouth, his eyes narrowing as the man they spoke of turned his eyes to glance at him, a smile gracing his pale, yet handsome lips.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2012 10:45 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2012 11:20 am
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Anthro!Sparky Church frowns slightly, then walks over and grabs a few carrots and some other vegetables, then motions for the beef and potatoes. "Can't have a proper stew without more than just potatoes, Blondie." He says, cleaning the veggies off in the small creek that flowed just outside the cave. He also fills the pot with water and situates it on a hook he has set up on a stand over the fire pit. Taking the beef and veggies over to where he normally prepares food, he chops everything up and motions to Anders again. "Now, we'll put this in the pot there and let it cook with some herbs. Want anything in particular to drink?" Anders chuckled. "Didn't want to impose too much." He handed over the meat and potatoes, watching with interest as Church prepared the meal. "Plenty of practice, hmm?" He asked. "And just water is fine, really. I don't think you'd like me much better if I drank." He sighed. He would've liked something alcoholic, but he didn't want to blow his chance by getting too handy, too soon.
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