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Freightyard Wizard

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PostPosted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 12:00 pm
Arell nodded a little. "Yup . . . 'bout de same as when I left!" Arell drawled as he pulled out his phone . . . aiming to use the GPS system to locate where exactly they were. At least TRY to.  
PostPosted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 12:04 pm
Anna Lee
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She got bored with the ceiling finally and glanced at Arell. He had another one of his weird things. If anything she was tired, restless, sleepy, and kind of hyper. If that made sense to anyone. "So...", she said. Then clicked her tongue boredly for a few seconds. Now she laid down and rested her feet on the broken chair. Both of her arms were behind her head. Looking at a couple of walls.




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Thorn the Lone Shewolf
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Freightyard Wizard

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PostPosted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 11:04 am
Arell relaxed, taking a long drag before blowing a couple smoke rings. It was clear that the big Cajun had practiced that. "Reckon dem ol' boys ran off. Could run an' see what's still open." he said as he relaxed before watching her. Should he make his move now? After all, they been through a lot, half the time him saving her a** from certain doom, but hey, what else was there to do in an undead epidemic? Run? Cower? Drink?  
PostPosted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 11:10 am
Anna Lee
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"I would rather to run with the sun in the morning, not at night.", she told him. Slipping her right arm from behind her head. She then poked at a hole that was near her bellybutton, in her over size shirt. Rarely did she wear anything her size. Though the hole was barley bigger then her pinky finger. To a point she was less shy of showing her corset through a baggy hole filled shirt, but was more shy with a shirt that fit her properly.

Finally she sat up and sighed. There was next to nothing to do. Expect for covering the windows and making sure they stayed that way. Then she cleaned up her mess of the chair and put it into a corner. She looked bored as she leaned against a wall. But looked at everything in the room more often then she looked at Arell.




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Thorn the Lone Shewolf
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Freightyard Wizard

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PostPosted: Wed May 21, 2014 3:12 pm
"Sorry, figger a' speech wheah I come from." Arell drawled as he looked around and listened outside. Whatever had chased them before had either fled or got blown the hell up. However, how long would the blast keep them away?  
PostPosted: Wed May 21, 2014 3:16 pm
Anna Lee
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She slowly looked out of a window. With the sun basically setting it was hard to see much outside, since the outside lights did not work it seemed. Now she paced around barefooted boredly with her hands behind her head. "This is boring.", she grumbled and then sat down a couple of feet in front of him. "Though this is better then being chased by those dumb a** things.", she added on before he could say anything.



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Thorn the Lone Shewolf
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Freightyard Wizard

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PostPosted: Wed May 21, 2014 3:35 pm
Arell smirked as he reached in his pocket and pulled out a flask of rum. Good Jamaican nectar of the gods in the big Cajun's humble opinion . . . and a leftover of his family's piratical past. Taking a nice big gulp, he offered the rum over to Anna.

"Care fer a swig?" he asked.  
PostPosted: Wed May 21, 2014 3:47 pm
Anna Lee
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She watched him grab the flask drink it only sigh and shrug. Now she grabbed the flask and took a fair size sip, that could be called a small gulp. She swallowed it and winced a bit at the burn before handing it back. "Thanks.", she said and then tucked her legs under her. Now she looked around for something to do, it was clear she was restless. Though she felt more restless after the rum had a minute or two in her belly.



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Thorn the Lone Shewolf
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Freightyard Wizard

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PostPosted: Wed May 21, 2014 4:04 pm
Arell smirked and nodded when he got his flask back, and went for a slug and drank . . .

. . . and drank . . . .

and . . . DRANK. The man literally drank everything save for that gulp in a matter of seconds! Naturally, he wobbled a little.  
PostPosted: Wed May 21, 2014 4:12 pm
Anna Lee
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She noticed his smirk and blinked when he chugged rest of the flask. "Arell!", she could not help but snap at him. Though her voice was low yet stern. Now she was about two feet away from him or so. She eyed him a little, since she never had been around when after he drank so much.



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Thorn the Lone Shewolf
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PostPosted: Wed May 21, 2014 4:16 pm
"Whaaaaaat?" Bou slurred . . . apparently having too much got to his head as he staggered a little.  
PostPosted: Wed May 21, 2014 4:22 pm
Anna Lee
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Now she walked away from him and threw her hands up into the air. "Really?", she hissed at him. Then she stopped after walking around for a good ten or twenty feet. Normally she never acted like a normal woman, now she acted like a bickering girlfriend if not wife. She was a bit tipsy but put her hands on her hips and glared at him.



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Thorn the Lone Shewolf
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Freightyard Wizard

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PostPosted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 11:26 am
Arell looked at Anna Lee with a brow raised. "Hey, zombies're ou' dere, I'm drunk in heah . . . kinda ho-HIGGUP!- how I survived de LAS' time I was attacked!" the big drunk Cajun drawled. Sure, he wasn't that drunk (the writer would note part of it was just an act) but at the same time, he'd been running from undead bastards for a good bit and he could use something.

"But if'n yer gonna act like my wife, we may as well do somethin', hot stuff!"  
PostPosted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 3:04 pm
Anna Lee
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She looked at him and her jaw gone slack in shock. But snapping her jaw shut after he called her hot stuff though it was hard to see her blush in the dim lighting. "Arell, don't make me try to make you regret this....", she grumbled and folded her arms now. Her five foot four self, weighing about 180 pounds stood there. If he was to approach her, she clutched a fist only to slug him in the left cheek.



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Thorn the Lone Shewolf
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Freightyard Wizard

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PostPosted: Mon Jun 23, 2014 1:17 pm
"What regret? Now c'mere an' gimme a kiss . . ." he slurred, staggering to his feed when some loud banging occurred by the door. Not like the dynamite from earlier but like knocking . . . but who or WHAT was making that noise?  
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