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 Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 7:22 pm
Largo blanked out everything after beer, a wide, chesshire cat smile comming over him. He grabbed her hand back and hotfooted it to the beer garden, the promise of his favorite nectar flooding into his mind "<833R! GLORIOUS 833R!>" he roared
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 7:27 pm
"Wow. I can't believe you dragged me over here, bought me a beer, and let yourself get drunk. I thought you thought I was a vampire. Although, regardless, we didn't really have to pay anything because I used to work here." Shia didn't remember much either, but she remembered she hadn't found her wallet before Largo dragged her off to get some.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 7:31 pm
Largo grinned and looked at her "<3vil or not, when there is 833r, everyone is on the same side. I may still want to stop you, but when it comes to 833r, i can live with having a round with a vamp>" he said, downing his 8th beer
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 7:36 pm
"Oh, gee. That makes me feel a lot better. Thanks." Shia downed her beer in one gulp and ordered her third. "By the way, that's your eighth. You might want to think about stopping now."
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 7:58 pm
Largo looked at her, a serious look in his eyes, a rare sight on Largo's face. He was slightly drunk, but he talked as if he was actually mature, even if he was on the other side of the maturity spectrum. He hiccuped a lttle and spoke slowly ""
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 9:49 am
"Yeah, I could translate to your students or something. And I won't attack your students because you bought me beer." She downed the rest of her fifth and got yet another one. "The best part about this place is they don't care how old you are, they give you beer. I came here when I was thirteen lookin' for a job. But times change. I can still probably kill some time trying to be an assistant to an english teacher who teaches his students m4d 2k1||z. Don't ask me how I know that." She finished her sixth beer. "And my wallet is gone, along with my life's savings. I don't have enough to pay for my apartment, so I'll just sleep in the park for a while." Shia stopped speaking and downed a few more beers. "*hic* maybe if I get drunk I can *hic* forget about all this crap for a while."
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 10:27 am
Largo scoffed and flicked her forehead "" he said, taking away her beer "And you had enoguh" he said, paying the tab
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 11:10 am
"Come to think of it, I don't actually *hic* have an apartment. I kinda just *hic* slept at the bar cuz the owner *hic* said I could. Unghlngh. I'm gonna barf..." Shia set her head down on the table. "but 'm not stayin' if you can't *hic* make a computer on your own. But I *hic* think you can." She placidly reached for her beer but dropped her hand hopelessly. "Yeah, I think I've had enough for one night..." Shia passed out on the table. The only thing she could think was "Dammit dammit dammit!"
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 12:30 pm
Largo groaned "Great...I gotta drag this evil back to the store. At least it aint piro's 455 im draggin." he said, picking her up. "" he grinned
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 12:41 pm
Shia could defenitly feel herself being picked up. She was a person who could hear and feel everything even when she was unconsious. It was annoying. She wondered how Largo was going tell Piro what happened without getting himself killed. And she could do nothing.
Pathetic.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 12:53 pm
Largo snuck into the store, carrying what appeared to be a giant blanket covering a bundle. He rushed past Piro, not looking abck and put her in the room, resting her head on a pillow as he went to get her a rag. She had dirt on her face and he figured if she was gonna stay, she may as well be helped.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 1:06 pm
It was certainly strange to her that Largo was helping her. She appeared to be a demon, vampire, undead creature...
At least, that was in his mind. She didn't really blame him. That was what happened when someone got addicted to shooter games. She loved shooter games, but she wasn't addicted. Yet.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 1:46 pm
Leaving the cold rag on her head, Largo reflected for a second "" he said turning to pickup resident evil. The Game was his favortie to play on a rainy day and he needed to refresh his zombie knowledge
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 2:07 pm
Shia listened to the sounds of the game. Wow...that sound fun and violent...maybe he'll let me play when he's done with it... Right now she couldn't do anything. L4m3. She should stop getting drunk, this always happened. There was, fourtuently something cooling her head down. And the sounds of guns...of 3vil bl00d being splattered about...of...
Maybe she should just stop thinking to herself. It was disturbing her that she could think like that.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 2:22 pm
"" Largo yipped "<5l-l0T 9l_lN Tim3!" he yelled as the sounds of shot gun blast eminated from the tv. The sound of body fluids spilling, bodies exploding, it was music to his ears "" he yelled
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