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 Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 1:04 pm
"Serpentina's already met and threatened him," Firebolt answered. "But I would be happy to introduce you to him sometime."
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 1:09 pm
"Oh..." Sparks snorted, "But I would like to meet him! He should meet someone other than Serpentina anyway. She's always grumpy."
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 1:14 pm
"That would be nice, but..." Firebolt hesitated. "Allow me time to better understand my situation first..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 1:24 pm
"Sure Firebolt. You can count on me for anything you need."
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 1:35 pm
"Thank you, again," she smiled and spread her wings. "I must complete my rounds...and then...perhaps, check in on someone very quickly..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 1:38 pm
"Ok. You stay safe. And let your compas do it's job!" She waved and dove off the cliff, spreading her wings and catching a draft and whirling back up high into the air. Her laughter could be heard echoing off of the hills.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 1:43 pm
Firebolt shook her head fondly and leaped back into the winds embrace. Her remaining checks were done quickly and she found herself flying back to his dwelling. It was late, she did not wish to disturb him, but she needed to check on him, make certain he was alright. She trusted her scanners to give her an idea of his condition without entering the home and possibly waking him...
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 1:50 pm
Still awake and on the beginnings of another bottle of alcohol, Sinthos sat on the floor in front of the fire, amusing his drunken self by changing the colors of the flames to match those that made up Firebolt.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 1:53 pm
Her scanners picked up enough activity to convince Firebolt he was still awake. She knocked timidly on the door...
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 1:59 pm
He knocked over the end table next to the wingback chair and muttered some unintelligible curse words at it for moving into his way. He answered the door, wobbling on his legs. "Hes? What cin Hai doo fore yhou? Oh...Fire...Fire...Botle, welhellcome, pleahese, come hin."
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 2:03 pm
"Sinthos?" she frowned with concern at his unusual behavior. "Are you unwell?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 2:12 pm
"Ho noh. Mahbee. Hai fink Haive had too munchto drinc." He leaned forward toward her, "Hon't hue comme hin?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 2:20 pm
"Sinthos, you don't seem yourself at all..." she said hesitating.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 2:27 pm
"Ha, hue see, Haim not. Hafther hue left, Hai decidedtograb hay bottle hove alechohol hand drinc hayway he ssssorrwoessss."
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 2:29 pm
She allowed her scanners to translate that last part for her. "Your systems are overwhelmed..." she said quietly. "I should get you to bed."
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