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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 11:55 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 12:07 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 12:39 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 12:56 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 6:56 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 8:57 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 2:48 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 4:22 pm
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Amy walked into the lounge with Thistle, a play pen that was folded up, and a cat carrier. She set the cat carrier down carefully on one of the couches and then grabbed the play pen with both of her hands. She unfolded it, making sure the bottom mat was completely flat, and then put it on the ground. Then, she set the cat carrier down inside of it in and unzipped it. Everything was eerily quiet.
Thistle hopped up on the couch and sat next to Amy. Amy pulled out a notebook (paper without the lines) and a pencil out of her bag and started drawing. She wasn't a huge fan of drawing, well, not doing the drawing herself, but she had a few ideas for the art display area that she wanted to see on paper.
A few minutes later, Tommy spoke over to her. "Uh, Amy, it's great to see you and all, but uh... why are the kittens so quiet over there? They've never been that quiet."
Without looking up, Amy said seriously, "I gave them tranquilizers before I left the house."
Tommy gasped and his eyes went wide. He simply stared at Amy, horrified.
Amy finally looked up at him and laughed. "Tommy! I'd never do that. They just happen to be sleeping right now. After I've carried them so many places so often in that carrier, they've gotten used to it and it doesn't bother them anymore."
Tommy sighed in relief and then chuckled as she shook his head.
Amy smirked and went back to drawing.
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 4:32 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 4:33 pm
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Coming in the back way, Daniel makes his way through the halls of Aqua Springs to the locker rooms. Getting out of his uniform and stuffing it into a free locker, Daniel changes into a set of dingy workout clothes. Pulling Batakos from his bag, he stuffs the bag into the locker as well. Moving quietly, he quickly makes his way outside to the empty pool. Jumping into the deep end with ease, Daniel walks a ways away from the walls before suddenly extending Batakos from its rod form into a staff. Closing his eyes for a moment, he holds the staff straight and steady. Then opening his eyes, Daniel begins to slowly, but smoothly, move from one stance to another. The staff swinging and twirling almost as if in slow motion, Daniel carefully and purposefully moves about the empty pool, his face set with determination.
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 4:38 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 4:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 4:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 4:51 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 4:58 pm
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