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Posted: Wed May 02, 2007 2:06 pm
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2007 2:14 pm
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2007 9:38 pm
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 6:39 am
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 1:57 pm
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 11:40 pm
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Fiziali sat back and watched as Jman went to the bar, and proceeded to chug down a bottle of rum. "Yes, he is definitely the person most in need of me here in this tavern. It won't be easy, but I shall do all I can to bring some happiness into this man's life.", she thought to herself. She had given herself a mission when she walked into this bar, and she would be successful, if it took every last bit of her endurance to accomplish this. She would be a friend to him, a shoulder for him to lean on. She would help him deal with these memories of his, but first, she would have to know more so she could know what it was she is dealing with. That would mean she would have to have his trust completely, something that would not come easily, she knew. After all, they hardly knew each other. For now, she would just get to know him, and, of course, he would get to know her as well. She looked silently up at him as he returned to the table.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 3:38 pm
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 3:59 pm
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 5:45 am
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 4:23 pm
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 8:48 pm
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Jman05 Vehemence God "Bartender, i'll have some poision, if you know what i mean" bartender hands him a glass of black liquid. "thank you" "say, jman, want to have a drinking contest?" Upon finishsing his first long draught of rum Jman looks at the stranger whome he hadnt introduced himself to yet and wonderd " how does this fool know my name" than speaking in with a large slure from haveing dranke half a bottle of well preserved rum that was quite more than he was used to answerd "I have no idea who you are, and have no intention of finding out." soon after finishing his speach he begins to stagger back to where fitzali was slumping down into his seat half giggling in his drunkedness. well, the man cant hold his licquer... to bad, i was up for a shot of death, o well. ill have a shot of death, and a chaser of your finest wine... (bartender hands him stuff, he takes shot and starts sipping the wine)
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 9:32 pm
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 2:59 pm
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 3:09 pm
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 7:29 pm
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