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Post by Murduck on Aug 14, 2007 1:19:38 GMT -5
~ Murdoc tapped the ashes off his cigarette within the glass ashtray. His thoughts flushed out any outside noise, including the babbling gibbon sitting next to him. ~
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Post by raxandvell on Aug 14, 2007 1:22:45 GMT -5
** looks over to him as he picks up his drink**
Rax: Hey, Arint you dead or something?
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Post by Murduck on Aug 14, 2007 1:25:49 GMT -5
......I'm sitting here, aren't I?
Unless you're something like that kid..err..whatshisname..in that Sixth Sense movie.
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Post by raxandvell on Aug 14, 2007 1:29:00 GMT -5
Rax: *scoffs* hated it, didnt getr to the point till the end. cock bites.
**Takes a drink before swishing it in his mouth and spits it back in the cup**
I drank harder stuff in a church...so, what brings you here?
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Post by Murduck on Aug 14, 2007 1:29:58 GMT -5
*Rolls my eyes*
Drinking. *Shifts away, getting irritated*
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Post by raxandvell on Aug 14, 2007 1:34:55 GMT -5
Rax: I said "What" brings you here, not "what are you doing here?"
**lights up a Ciggy**
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Post by Murduck on Aug 14, 2007 1:36:32 GMT -5
*scoffs* Details.
Just sending someone off. Came here for a drink. Bloody roads are a mess right now, no fucking way I'm driving back just yet.
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Post by raxandvell on Aug 14, 2007 2:23:57 GMT -5
**looks outside and shugs**
eh...oh, by the way, I'm uh, looking for a woman, long brown hair, blond streeks, 5,4? I was supposed to drop off her winnings but she's not at her appartment...
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Post by Murduck on Aug 14, 2007 2:26:38 GMT -5
You can find her around the international section..urhm..Virgin Airlines. Bloody flight of hers got delayed by a few hours. Dunno, she might be waiting to board at the moment.
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Post by raxandvell on Aug 14, 2007 2:29:17 GMT -5
Great, thanks, she's been bugging me for the money for a few days now.
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Post by Murduck on Aug 14, 2007 2:30:29 GMT -5
*Flashes a thumbs up*
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Post by raxandvell on Aug 14, 2007 2:34:57 GMT -5
**Takes a long drag before putting out the Ciggy**
some ass hole was kicking her out over money issuses I guess. fuckers now a days, they dont even bother to wonder what others need insted of what they think they want.
**jumps down and walks off**
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Post by Murduck on Aug 14, 2007 2:36:24 GMT -5
............................
How the hell would he know??
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Post by raxandvell on Aug 14, 2007 2:41:59 GMT -5
** Eventyally meeting up with the deep sleeping Choa...and kicking her awake, she told him the news and that the money would basicly do no good now. he still didnt understand why she was even going along with this, one can guess that after trying to up hold once own choices and having it rejected so many times, a person just gives up. offering him to keep the money to himself and Vell, he saluts her and walks off, passing by Murdoc again, not bothering in have another drink**
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Post by Murduck on Aug 14, 2007 2:50:49 GMT -5
~ Murdoc paid his tab and got off his seat, dusting the empty peanut shells off his trousers and shirt. ~
What they need? What the hell does that even mean?!
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