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Post by Leon Silverblood on May 4, 2007 1:33:44 GMT -5
Leon watches Melody's rear as she exits, licking his lips before Specialist alarms him suddenly. "Nuuuu, not the turk!" Leon shouts as he hops to his feet and helps Specialist move the antiquated machine to safety. "Wait...wasn't there something more pressing?" Leon scratches his head, takes another sip of a screwdriver made with oranges he's not going to share, and looks at Spec. "I...no...yeah...no...who?"
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