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Jan 29, 2004 19:02

Setting the bag of intelligence on the driveway, I shift and take out some of my anger by flaming the bag until nothing but fine ash remains. Looking around the yard I can see the yellow glow of my anger coloring everything. //Is there anythign else Karl?//

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shapeshifterkar January 30 2004, 03:06:30 UTC
*I take the pile of papers out of the inner pocket of my coat and add them to the pile.*

//That's all that I have.// *I lighly caress yoru scales, my own skin feeling tight.*

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salabaker January 30 2004, 07:23:37 UTC
*glancing through the window, a fire iron forgotten in hand* ...whoa. Guess I'd better be unlocking the doors then.

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