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Date Posted: 08:45:27 06/01/04 Tue
Author: Naverin's speaker
Subject: OOC: Hallos there??? Is anyone going to speak or is this a one man rig? I very confuzzled.
In reply to: Chaos 's message, "OOC: Bleah. Me no like scrolling. Gets hard to find spot." on 20:21:34 04/29/04 Thu

Hey Mia, are you going to the IDGA show?

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  • OOC: Um...sorry. I died? And I will die again very soon? *hides* BIC: For a long time Lialye says nothing, merely slumping against Naverin and weeping. Finally she cries herself out, and after another while of merely sitting there and calming down, she speaks in a distant, thick voice: "Luc’s been d – gone for ten years now. He…he was always more than just a brother to me; he was my best friend, my teacher, my protector…why, I can still remember the time he…no. No.” She shakes her head slightly, and pauses before continuing with difficulty. (inside) -- Lialye, 22:54:56 06/03/04 Thu
  • Chaos reamins silent for a moment. Trying very hard not to allow the story to relate, he replies, "Oh." He then allows the somber silence to return. He could sympathize but...well, what could he do? He returns to his wall of drawers and cabinets, opens a far-reaching door and pulls out some home-made chocolate. Placing a couple pieces in Lia's hands, he sits and waits for her to calm down. -- Chaos, 14:01:10 06/04/04 Fri
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