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Post by Shiro on May 20, 2009 0:13:09 GMT -5
Ok, so Wrigley Field hadn't been the best idea. Artemis sat in one of the penthouses looking down at the mindless circling zombies that were tracing the field. He couldn't help but laugh at them, some of them had been walking in that same circle for days. He didn't feel threatened now, but he wondered what would happen when they ran out of food and needed to get out of this place. They had been here for a few months now and he was already tired of this little room, but it was where he felt safe. His ass was going to sleep and he decided that it was time to move. He tied his long blond hair into a ponytail on top of his head and stood, stretching before turning and looking for his brother, "Apollo?"
Artemis strode across the room toward their little private bathroom and knocked, "Are you in there?"
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Post by Skynet on Jul 16, 2009 7:30:23 GMT -5
Tommy stood and zipped his pants deftly, then flushed. “No, I'm in here,” he called in a deep Irish brogue. “Who the hell are you?”
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Post by Shiro on Jul 16, 2009 16:51:16 GMT -5
((I'm still going to leave this for Jessica, but that is the BEST thing ever.))
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