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| New RN's. How bout it? |
| I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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| Oh gawd. How am I going to walk in those heels? |
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 Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 4:41 pm
He paces like a caged animal, waiting for his self-proclaimed mistress to return. At least the place is warm and the ladies might spill something on the floor for him to lap up.
Now c'mon ladies, where ya at? Ya don't want to order me around a bit?
Scratches a flea behind his ear.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:10 pm
Oh just gag me with a pitchfork, Jack. stare
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:18 pm
No can do, Miss Gilda. Not less Mistress Psyzapp gives the order, ma'am.
Jack sits on his haunches, gnawing at the fleas on his paw, the slurping of his tongue the only sound in the room.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:26 pm
That is the grossest noise ~ I hate it when the dog does that. *Slaps the back of Jack's head.*
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:26 pm
Wretched Soul No can do, Miss Gilda. Not less Mistress Psyzapp gives the order, ma'am. Jack sits on his haunches, gnawing at the fleas on his paw, the slurping of his tongue the only sound in the room. Oh come now, Jack....we only want the best around here....and that's what you SEEM to be to Psyzapp....the best. Why do you think she's been trying to catch you? You can be such a charming devil, too....now why don't you be a good boy and play nice for once? smile Psihug, since you're back there, set me up with a double shot of Patron & a Dos Equis, with lime please. *sits down at a table near Jack*
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:32 pm
He stares at katana68, the collar chafing his neck. Psihug should not be serving drinks, Miss katana68. I believe that is one of the "duties" her highness, Mistress Psyzapp wished to see me take care of.
He rises, the leash attached to his collar dragging behind him as he leaps the bar to mix the drinks.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:37 pm
Oh, Jack, we just wanted some eye candy serving us drinks and all.....we were going to get Officer JustinShowcase....but the opportunity never presented itself....all we wanted was to have a little fun with you.....& you're so darn hard to find sometimes! smile
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:40 pm
Mixes katana68's drink, then brings it to her, bowing deeply at the waist.
Your drink, ma'am.
He sits down at the corner of the bar, his ears alert, his eyes watchful.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:41 pm
*walks into the bar and sees a most peculiar sight*
....Is that....Jack?! *rubs eyes and blinks a few times*
Did I miss out on the fun again...wait a minute, let me go back a few pages...
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:42 pm
Thank you so very much, darlin' *smiles at Jack & sips drink* Very nicely done...I see your experience at the cabana bar has served you well. smile And there's no need to be so formal......
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:43 pm
He sits, staring in to the room at nothing in particular.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:47 pm
*walks over to bar and sits next to Jack*
Well, now, aren't we just the cute little martyr...*scratches behind Jacks ears*
I don't know this game your playing at...yet...but I'll play along...I'll take my usual, if you don't mind "babes"...
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:49 pm
Rises again to fix Miss Icy Reign's drink, placing it on a napkin in front her. He bows once again and returns to his spot at the end of the bar.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:59 pm
Wretched Soul Rises again to fix Miss Icy Reign's drink, placing it on a napkin in front her. He bows once again and returns to his spot at the end of the bar. Aawww, aren't you...sweet. A little bow and everything. *sips drink and savors it* So obedient too... *eyes WS from the corner of eye* Yes...you are defin- , let me ask you something? Where is Jack?
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 6:03 pm
His eyes take on a glassy look, as he stares in to space. His paw twitches as he remembers running through the underbrush, searching for the next portal, completing a trade. He shakes his shaggy head. He gave that up. No one "caught" him, he is here of his own accord.
Not that he was given a choice. The ladies outnumbered him and there was nowhere to run if he opted to visit this place. Better to just go with it then be dragged in by the tail. Maybe they'll enjoy these fleas.
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