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Post by Melody Arachne on Mar 26, 2007 3:52:48 GMT -5
"Good idea, Priz ... I'm not quite that talented with a hammer, suppose you take charge of that one?"
Melody plants her gun in the holster hanging by the door. "There's still about five rounds in there if you need them. I'm gonna check the stores and see if I can't come up with something more edible than that rotten soup."
She ducks behind the bar, heads into the kitchen. "Key, key ... where's the key to the pantry?"
((gonna be gone a few days IRL, so no posties til Wed! Don't let the place go to hell!!))
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