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Post by twistedbrain on Mar 5, 2006 16:08:18 GMT -5
Quigley picked up Sunny and tottered towards Violet.
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Post by Shelly on Mar 5, 2006 16:09:00 GMT -5
Violet asks what's going on.
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Post by twistedbrain on Mar 5, 2006 16:10:10 GMT -5
Quigley explained all about the dream and the mind meld.
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Post by Shelly on Mar 5, 2006 16:12:54 GMT -5
Violet groaned. "Oh."
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Post by twistedbrain on Mar 5, 2006 16:21:22 GMT -5
"Yeah, and now we have to get out of here."
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Post by Shelly on Mar 5, 2006 16:27:54 GMT -5
"Okay. Which way?
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Post by twistedbrain on Mar 5, 2006 16:29:11 GMT -5
He started running.
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Post by Shelly on Mar 5, 2006 16:30:15 GMT -5
Violet, feeling like a fool, ran after Quigley.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Mar 5, 2006 23:59:42 GMT -5
Sunny knew who had gotten a hold of the pot, and it wasn't Olaf. Somehow she knew... somehow, she had done it.
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Post by Shelly on Mar 6, 2006 0:37:02 GMT -5
Violet wanted to hold Sunny. (It sounded silly, but she liked holding her younger sister)
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Post by Melosa on Mar 6, 2006 9:23:03 GMT -5
Mara was running after them as well, taking care to stay well back.
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Post by twistedbrain on Mar 6, 2006 15:25:33 GMT -5
Quigley tottered over to a wheelchair and hoisted himself up.
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Post by Shelly on Mar 6, 2006 16:15:52 GMT -5
Violet wanted a wheelchair too.
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Post by twistedbrain on Mar 6, 2006 16:16:52 GMT -5
"The reason I got this is that I don't have workable legs."
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Post by Shelly on Mar 6, 2006 16:19:09 GMT -5
"Oh. Well, which way?"
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