New RN's. How bout it? |
I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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I just want a drink |
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Say What? |
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Oh gawd. How am I going to walk in those heels? |
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:34 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:36 pm
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He went over to the cooler and opened it up. "Bier, bier, bier, bier... Vodka... Bier... Bottle... Cherry lime!" He held up the half-empty bottle in victory. "Glass," he muttered/called the object as he retrieved it and set it on the bartop. He then proceeded to pour his old friend a glass of her selected poison. "As for me, I reckon I'll have a shot of Coke, for the time being. I forgot that I have something I've gotta tend to for a few minutes here, and I can't rightly leave carrying alcohol - the good Officer Dougherty might have something to say to that, afterall!"
Exor turned back to the cooler and produced a bottle of Coca-Cola Classic to carry with him. "Not to worry, I'll be right back!" With a wink, he was out the door once again.
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Intellectual Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:41 pm
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Icy Reign bandaidd [[a side note? all I get is a side note flyingarialhugtacklethingie?!? That's it. The wedding is off Icy!]] {{ eek gonk NUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!! But....but you know I luffs ya bandy!!! Why would you say such a thing?! You can't call it off! It's TOMORROW for cripes sake!!! stressed }}
[[Well, ok. But you have to find a new flower girl. I just won't do it for anything less than an on topic flyingaerobicextremeattakleglomp]]
*bandaidd blinks with an ice-cold cherry lime in her hand, looking at the spot where Exor stood*
And he's gone again. gonk It seems I have this effect on people.
*sadly walks over to couch and sags into it, setting her glass on the coffee table and staring at the ceiling*
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:51 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 5:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 6:03 pm
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Intellectual Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 6:03 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 6:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 6:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 6:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 6:27 pm
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"It's not," he said as he stepped behind the bar. "I thought you were about ready to drop last night from exhaustion, Tes. Or are you supposed to sleep during the day?"
He ducked down and looked for something simple and clean to drink. Finding nothing to suit his fancy, he sighed and turned to the light drink cooler to retrieve a Glacier PowerAde. "Bless-ed day, bless-ed night, bless-ed sword, bless-ed girl, bless-ed drink... Ei gahs meigh," he grumbled as he took a seat at the bar.
He stared at the plastic bottle for a moment. "Screw it. I deserve something a little harder." He got up again and went back to the liquor cooler. He summoned the cheer back into his voice and replied to Bandaidd, "Ah, I wasn't gone that long... I just had to go tie up some loose ends with my would-be residence out here."
He came back around the bar with the bottle of mead from last night and a tall glass. He poured it perfectly as he walked and sat back down at the bar as he stuffed the cork back into the bottle. Exor released something between a sigh and a hiss, paused for a moment, then took a long draught of his chosen elixir.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 6:34 pm
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