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Subject: it's scary bannanas.

Author: tarot

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 10:52:28 07/19/09 Sun In reply to: Zeth 's message, " .:. Why is that so?.:." on 06:10:07 07/19/09 Sun Tarot smirked. So he had learned a thing or two in his years on the earth. Good. He'd gotten rid of the first one already. Heaven knew her father wouldn't have stood for it. (Thank goodness she was his only daughter or she'd probably be dead already). She sat down beside him, rubbing her hands together for warmth. He had a point- there wasn't much use in coming here. But she'd be dammed if he was going to know where she slept. His sorrow didn't slip by unnoticed- Tarot caught it as easily as she would a butterfly. If it had been anyone else she would have patted him on the head. But... fruit loops? Oh he was most definitely a strange man. She tapped her fingers together, ignoring the weight of the necklace against her. If he didn't want it, she'd ship it to her brothers and they could handle it. Curse breaking was a skill, yes, but one far too easy for those like... her... to track. I have a reservation at a hotel, somewhere around here. She gestured vaguely. My bags and suchlike are there. I'm supposed to be in Dublin as we speak, but complications ensued and I ended up in your lovely little city, sitting here on this lovely bench next to, erm, lovely-ish you. He was staring at her chest again, damnit. If he didn't watch it, something much worse than the stupid pendant was going to find itself coming his way. stock credit tarot.deuce [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject	Author	Date
.:.how can bananas be scary?.:.	Zeth	16:28:23 07/19/09 Sun
when they go rotten. -- tarot, 19:17:59 07/19/09 Sun where the hobo lies -- hobo sam, 19:19:27 07/20/09 Mon .:.But when they start to decay they're perfect for banana bread!.:. -- Zeth, 12:33:21 07/21/09 Tue do you share, though? -- tarot, 12:50:09 07/21/09 Tue .:.I actually had a banana for breakfast and now my tummy hurts .:. -- Zeth, 05:03:34 07/22/09 Wed I never was fond of them, myself -- tarot, 12:32:19 07/22/09 Wed .:.Yeah, well. Peanut butter makes them better.:. -- Zeth, 17:20:41 07/22/09 Wed that's disgusting -- tarot, 18:05:48 07/22/09 Wed bananas for the hobo? -- hobo sam, 23:08:30 07/22/09 Wed Uh. Sure? -- Zeth, 04:37:50 07/23/09 Thu yay! *noms banana* -- hobo sam, 11:32:02 07/23/09 Thu