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 Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 2:35 pm
Jack made a small noise of annoyance, then turned away. "God, your no fun!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 4:30 pm
The smoke rose causing the birds to depart from their nests. Rosalind coughed.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 4:38 pm
He walked over to the tree and became liquid, dowsing the flame.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 4:49 pm
[He became liquid? My...]
Rosalind gasped, but gathered herself enough to persuade the branches lower her. She whispered thanks and walked away towards Jack humming, once more.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 4:53 pm
(Yes. He can change his material state between liquid and ultra-dense solid.)
"Is beink no problem."
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 4:59 pm
[Hee hee. That accent is far too fun. whee ]
Rosalind approached Jack and extended her arm out with an accusing index finger.
"You," she said, "Should apologize!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 4:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 5:12 pm
[Farewell. I hope that dear Justin (yes?) takes full advantage of your absence so as not to prolong it.]
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 5:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 5:44 pm
[You're returned! I'm sorry. Please forgive my forgetfulness. I realize that you've told me this on multiple occasions.
b]
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 5:50 pm
Jack made another noise of annoyance. "You people cramp my style. I'm out!" He burst flames, making everyone avert their eyes, then walked off.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 6:49 pm
Rosalind drew back her hand quickly as the flames ignited from Jack's form.
She was left to stand, swaying slightly, watching as he trudged angrily off.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 7:34 pm
"Vhat a hot-head. Ha! I'm makink vith the American-style choke, ja?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 7:48 pm
Rosalind turned around to face back at Mobius, smiling.
She laughed lightly before crouching at the bas of the tree to restore bark and make tulips grow up, brightly, like phoenixes rising from the ashes.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 7:50 pm
He sat down, admiring her with a gentle gaze. "That is a beautiful talent you have there."
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