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Post by Rojo on Apr 15, 2008 11:36:35 GMT -5
"No, I mean this is gonna take bloody weeks."
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Post by Seven on Apr 15, 2008 11:40:48 GMT -5
He nods. "I figured as much."
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Post by Rojo on Apr 15, 2008 12:04:59 GMT -5
"I mean, we have to traverse the Green Expanse. Well, that shouldn't take too long...depending we're not attacked, fall into a hole, backstabbed, eaten, or maimed in anyway." He paused "Which is unlikely" he added.
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Post by Seven on Apr 15, 2008 15:32:36 GMT -5
"Are you trying to scare me Rojo?"
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Post by Rojo on Apr 15, 2008 15:45:37 GMT -5
"No, it's just bloody dangerous going anywhere on foot thesedays..." he shakes his head "today's youth..."
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Post by Seven on Apr 15, 2008 15:54:43 GMT -5
"You realize that you're not so old yourself?" he snickers.
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Post by Rojo on Apr 15, 2008 16:01:01 GMT -5
He raises an eyebrow "Physical age is only scratch on your mental age. You would do well to remember that, Master Devon. I knew someone who was about seven at the time, who had the mental age of a 50 year old. Of course, that was becuase a wizard had experimented on his brain, but still..."
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Post by Seven on Apr 15, 2008 17:15:01 GMT -5
"Well then, how old do you perceive yourself mentally, to be calling others 'youth of today'?"
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Post by Rojo on Apr 16, 2008 9:35:39 GMT -5
"You really are the most un-noblest Noble I have ever met..." Rojo commments.
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Post by Seven on Apr 16, 2008 11:40:56 GMT -5
"Un-noble? How so? Haven't you ever thought that perhaps this is just how nobles from Venera act?" Devon smiles, though it's obvious this isn't the truth. "Or maybe, because I consider you my close and dear friend, I allow myself to act a little less 'noble?' Really, you..." he immediately goes back to the pish-posh voice, "should feel honored!" He drops the act, laughing a bit.
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Post by Rojo on Apr 16, 2008 13:17:20 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm a dear friend, now, am I? Well, you should feel lucky to even be my friend at all, as normally I have a no nobles policy." He laughs too, the rain still pattering on their heads as the trees sway.
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Post by Seven on Apr 16, 2008 16:15:10 GMT -5
"Well, as you know, Nobles don't need non-Noble friends, so it appears we're at a stalemate. Shall we call a truce?" he grins.
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Post by Rojo on Apr 16, 2008 16:26:26 GMT -5
"Aye" Rojo agrees, nodding solemnly. He smiles and looks up "Looks like the rain's stopping..." he was right. THe rain was slowing its relentless attack on the forest and the two men,
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Post by Seven on Apr 16, 2008 17:05:10 GMT -5
Devon holds out his hand, only a drop or two landing in it. "That's good--we can probably travel even faster in clear weather."
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Post by Rojo on Apr 16, 2008 17:10:39 GMT -5
"Yep!" says Rojo happily,watching the rainbow appear. "D'you know, at the end of the rainbow is a bucket of gold? And it's protected by a drunk, ginger midget in green clothes."
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