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Post by Webby on Apr 30, 2008 11:48:52 GMT -5
Onisim's scowl became deeper. Really, spending his time arond sobbing faes and not-quite-so-happy-family-reunions was not the top of his 'things to do' list. First he'd been assaulted by that sarky vixen, Deppene, and now he was caught in the middle of an arguement that he felt completely detached from. Not that he wanted to feel attached to it, or anything; in fact it was the last thing his tiny brain was after.
"Bliddy faes," He growled, as he stormed off in the opposite direction. "All they ever do is flirt or cry, and insult you. Waste of time..."
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