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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 30, 2009 16:31:20 GMT -5
"And I'll help him tear you apart." Izzy snarled.
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Post by Spotts on Aug 30, 2009 16:36:04 GMT -5
Ray held his hands in front of him, standing up. "No need for all the hostility. I'll go, but don't forget about what I said." He turned around and walked away nito the forest.
Peter crossed his arms. "I hope I never see him again," he muttered.
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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 30, 2009 16:54:21 GMT -5
"He needs to get a new hobby." she sighed.
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Post by Spotts on Sept 3, 2009 15:00:17 GMT -5
"I guess that's the end of that shirt," he muttered, looking at the blood-soaked t-shirt on the ground. "He ripped it to pieces."
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