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Post by Nusha on Feb 16, 2009 16:58:06 GMT -5
Eminor hopped down the stairs of the old church and stopped, looking around for any sign of life. She walked over to the sidewalk and stood there, waiting. For anything to happen. Anything at all.
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Post by Trist on Feb 16, 2009 17:01:51 GMT -5
Trist followed her hesitantly....her recklessness both annoyed and entertained him.
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Post by Nusha on Feb 16, 2009 19:30:41 GMT -5
She heard a rustling noise behind a shrub. She cautiously neared it, and crouched down. She jumped on the bush and pulled out her pistol, aiming it violently at the squirrel underneath her.
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Post by Trist on Feb 16, 2009 19:38:35 GMT -5
he stared at her quizzically. "you have a mind of a infant......dont you?"
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Post by Nusha on Feb 17, 2009 17:06:40 GMT -5
She pointed the guna t him. ''I beg to differ!'' she exclaimed, glaring at him, and getting off the squirrel, who ran off in fright. ''There's a person watching us over there'', Eminor stated, pointing in a random direction without looking. ''Let's go find him''.
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Post by Trist on Feb 19, 2009 21:37:42 GMT -5
Trist saw no reason to follow her...then again he saw no reason not too...he followed
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