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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 22, 2012 1:40:32 GMT -8
Lady- "Don't belittle us with pejorative, long john."
Beat Cop- "Mannheim? Hell if I know, sarge. Now you heard the man. You'd best get out of here." Edgar shook his head sadly and walked off with his lady. The cops started looking thuggish. Thierry- "Fine. We apologize for inconveniencing you with our politesse and spirit of amity. Have a nice day, gentlemen."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Nov 22, 2012 10:50:50 GMT -8
"Good day to you too." He grumbled. He had seniority over all of them, and deserved more respect than the louses had given. It was the end of the world, remember? He remembered, and didn't want to remember, but if he never had to live with being treated rudely by lesser men again, the better. "Come on Theirry, we did what we could, no FAUX PAS on our part." He had no grasp of French pronunciation, and made his way out, behind the others.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 22, 2012 12:14:05 GMT -8
Thierry smiled good-naturedly at the man's mangling of his native tongue, and they departed. The cops watched them closely until they were gone.
((If you want to describe any action for Ashley go ahead, then say when you are ready to resume playing in the 403 building proper...))
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Post by Dr. Jar on Nov 22, 2012 14:03:03 GMT -8
Ashley stuck near the other two on his return, and was strangely quiet. So many thoughts and so few answers. He wanted to ask them so many questions, but he had the sense they would never answer him. They had a new Lieutenant now. A new Captain. The Captain of the stoner-nudists. What had happened to the world?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 22, 2012 17:15:03 GMT -8
((Brilliant! I now call this thread closed!))
The running crew returned home without incident, arriving just after Seth's crew returned from their restaurant run.
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