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Subject: Re: **Shuffle, shuffle**

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blackpaw

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Date Posted: 19:01:53 12/06/04 Mon
In reply to: Statler 's message, "**Shuffle, shuffle**" on 03:21:13 12/06/04 Mon

>**A young stoat makes her way slowly across the empty,
>dilapidated dance floor, dragging boots too big for
>her noisily across the wooden surface. She does not
>cut much of an impressive figure. Her clothes are
>raggedy, sun-bleached and water-stained; the rough,
>utilitarian garb of a sailor. One small straight
>dagger is thrust through the cracked black leather of
>her narrow belt; a token arm in a barbarian world.
>The tail protruding from beneath her tunic is quite
>short and a bit mangled, as though it had met with
>some accident at a previous date. Her face is narrow
>and clever, but the only really remarkable feature is
>her eyes. One black eye gleams dully in the dim
>lamplight; the other is an uncovered, undisguised knot
>of scar tissue, disfiguring her face rather
>grotesquely. Still, her half-grin is un-selfconscious
>and friendly. She hefts her little frame onto a bar
>stool, not bothering to take paws out of pockets. She
>swings her paws in their oversized jack boots, staring
>listlessly across the deserted hall, ignoring the
>bartender, who hasn't made much of a move in her
>direction anyhow.**
hello you look familliar have i seen you before

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Uh? Statler looks up, tilting her good eye at the stranger Er... Mebbe. Her accent is broad, rough and uncultured, her voice gravelly and surprisingly deep I get around quite a bit, eh? Got a terrible 'ead fer names, though. (NT)	Statler	20:06:07 12/06/04 Mon