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Post by Nikki on Oct 11, 2007 19:32:01 GMT -5
Nikki smiled as he dropped his head. 'Feeding time...' Silently, he rose to his feet. His grip tightened on his guitar.
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Post by M.A.R.K. on Oct 15, 2007 19:00:11 GMT -5
Mark quickly looked over to the corner of his eye without moving a muscle of his body as the guitarist stood up as most movement caught his eye when he just started to know were everything was in the room everyones heart beat all the objects he gave a corner look as if someone had threat to put a pencil mark on a drawing he had just finished.
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Post by Nikki on Nov 24, 2007 16:39:57 GMT -5
Nikki's ear twitched as he stood suddenly. 'I hear... food.' He let out a small smile.
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Post by M.A.R.K. on Dec 16, 2007 2:31:06 GMT -5
After the notice Mark lightly turned his head square to the said hungry person [Hungry......What kind of 'person' is this?] But then the rotation of his head smoothly turned to his own bag that held his own art that he was going to have to sell off soon to get himself a bit of cash.... [No matter to pay attention to the animals around him...Were would he have to look to find a scanner..?] Obviously not in a cafe...
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