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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 1:19 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 1:24 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 2:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 7:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 10:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 12:09 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 4:34 am
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(( xd I'm gone for three days and I miss so much....Fudge.))
Slim smiled up at her boss, nonchalantly tearing the sleeve with the bullet hole off and tightly bandaging her arm wound with it. Crude a treatment as it was, it would stifle the bleeding. The nick to her side was no big deal, as long as she could stomach the pain.
"Assistance? Don't be silly," she chuckled, pushing herself off the ground once more. "That's my job."
Lightly dusting herself off, she hefted her suitcase once more and took a last glance at him over her shoulder. "You know me and Lin, cat and mouse is our thing, but if this man damages or disorganizes my files, you can bet there'll be hell to pay."
She didn't mention the fact that these intruders had a spark about them, a knack for survival and resourcefulness that really pushed the limits of cat and mouse. She was in for an interesting day of work.
After regaining her thoughts and focusing, she reappeared in the storeroom with a tiny "pop!". Theatrics weren't a big focus of hers, what with the pain in her arm being such a bother.
"Where's the flippin' medical supplies?" she mumbled, peering through the many rows of crates and boxes once more.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 6:39 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 4:48 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 7:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 12:36 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 1:22 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 1:24 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 1:32 am
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Xanatos had stopped listening to Undakai the moment he mentioned the attack. His mistress was in the building, and while he was certain she could take care of herself if need be, as her servant, he would not allow her to be harmed when he could prevent it. Within moments, he had pinpointed Lady Slim's wherabouts, and with a fluttering of his wings, vanished, only to reappears before her mistress, hand upon the handle of his sword, Xion, and ready to defend her. "Evening, milady," he said calmly to Lady Slim, looking over his shoulder at her and smiling softly...
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