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Post by Ezra Weil on Feb 6, 2005 23:48:26 GMT -5
"No, I am fine. It is just a few bumps and scratches. Your wounds look far more severe." Ezra replies.
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Post by Harry Bergstrom on Feb 6, 2005 23:53:45 GMT -5
"Actually it's just a deep scratch, nothing more. I just didn't notice I was even wounded so the blood could spread - which shows it wasn't that serious if I didn't notice it." he said, putting the first-aid back and sitting down.
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Post by Ezra Weil on Feb 7, 2005 0:07:10 GMT -5
"I see. I just saw all the blood on your pant leg and assumed you must have suffered a more severe wound there."
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Post by Harry Bergstrom on Feb 7, 2005 0:11:17 GMT -5
Harry shook his head and waved it off.
"Nah, it's nothing." he said with a smile. He then looked to Raz.
"Hey, I seem to recall a certain someone saying she'd take some friends out to eat after successfully rescuing another certain someone from a demonic realm..." he said, avoiding almost all subtlety.
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Post by Ezra Weil on Feb 7, 2005 0:26:24 GMT -5
Ezra bows his head and sits back down. He is uncomfortable, but tries to hide it.
"Yes, I am feeling a little hungry." He states evenly. At least now he knows that these are his friends.
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Chaya
Senior Member
The Personification of Taint
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Post by Chaya on Feb 7, 2005 0:31:40 GMT -5
"I'm hungry too." Chaya notices that ever since he told Frank and Raz that he is a dead person they have been very avoidant of him.
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Post by Carter O'Neil on Feb 7, 2005 0:43:08 GMT -5
Carter enters the kitchen with a bright smile and warm pie in his hands. He sets the pie on the table and takes off his green plaid oven mitts.
"Now here's something I think all of you all will enjoy. Come on everybody and just sit down! My peach pie's so good it makes atheists believe in heaven."
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Post by Krupskaya on Feb 7, 2005 0:44:58 GMT -5
"Oh hi! Come on in, you must be Illidan."
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Post by Illidan on Feb 7, 2005 0:46:28 GMT -5
Illidan enters the office and sits before Krupskaya's desk. The chairs in her office are more comfortable than the chairs at the Ministry of Terror.
"Yes, I am Illidan. I was transferred here from the Ministry of Terror. Do you have work for me?"
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Post by Krupskaya on Feb 7, 2005 0:47:22 GMT -5
"The Ministry is kind of new, but if you want you can be my secretary."
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Post by Illidan on Feb 7, 2005 0:50:15 GMT -5
"Secretary?" Illidan asks. He wonders if Kaieka is correct and that he exudes some sort of feminine and weak vibe. Obviously Red Infinity is not going to send him to the Amazon to fight and capture wild anacondas, but still...a secretary at the Ministry of Education? That has to be the wussiest job in the world.
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Post by Krupskaya on Feb 7, 2005 0:51:13 GMT -5
"Yes, a secretary. You could get me my coffee, type up reports for me, and take my phone calls. Is there a problem with that?"
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Post by Illidan on Feb 7, 2005 0:52:48 GMT -5
"Problem..ahem...problem? No no no, there's no problem." Illidan replies. He leans back in his chair and looks at Krupskaya wondering what she thinks of him.
"You think I'm a wuss, don't you?"
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Post by Krupskaya on Feb 7, 2005 0:53:18 GMT -5
"Huh?"
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Post by Illidan on Feb 7, 2005 0:54:53 GMT -5
"I was transferred here because I am too weak and kind to be an operative of the Ministry of Terror. So, I was sent here to you. To...to the Ministry of Education. Had there been a Ministry of Garden Parties I may have been sent there instead."
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