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 Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 1:41 am
"I've considered it, but unfortunately they don't keep so very well, and then I'd be left with a case of rotting apples." He explained, with a look a mix of whistful at the idea, and amused by the idea of trying to rid the lower hold of the scent of rotting fruit. Granted it might be a sight more pleasent than the smell holds could aquire after putting a lot of not nessisarily washed bodies together for a long time, but still....
"I think those manners of your will make you stand out quite sharply then." He noted, taking another bite out of the apple. "Perhaps it will yet make an officer of you." He added. "Speaking of officers, we might want to walk back at some point. to see if anything futher was required."
((o_o we are summoned! *points to main rp. ;D Who wants to be Iffrit and who wants to be Bahamut? **FF Joke**))
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 2:00 am
[ XD okay ]
"Alright.. think we should head back? I got a feeling things are not quite so slow at the bar now," Sione said wistfully as well then did a complete u-turn in her walk, then headed back to the bar on the double, taking a glance back at Mikkal to see if he was following.
Within the minute, she was back into the bar.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 2:37 am
"We can come back to the market later." he offered, though while he did follow, he fell behind long enough to make a breif exchange with the woman from whom Sione had earlier purchased charms, tucking a small cloth bag into his pocket as he caught up. He could give it to her shortly....
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