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Post by Jones on Apr 21, 2011 3:40:24 GMT -5
Jones sighed as he trected through the rain and the mud. He was on his way to the super market, for at least the third time this week. Kirkland was like a bottomless pit that devoured eggs and fairies like nothing he had ever seen before or since, not that he wanted to see something worse then Kirkland...in fact that was terribly impossible to imagine. He shook his head and squinted against the rain, useing his wings as an umbrella since the only one he owned had a massive hole in it, so he didn't even bother to bring it with him.
He entered the Super Market and made his way toward the back of the store to where they kept the eggs.
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Post by hondakiku on Apr 27, 2011 21:58:58 GMT -5
Honda was in the supermarket today, like most of the small businesses in Hell Yao had some hold on them in some way. He had a crate full of eggs shuffling them inside their shelfs carefully, the ones that he "accidently" cracked going into his hungry gut.
Hearing footsteps approaching he stopped moving, not turned to even see who it was, he was on guard.
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Post by Jones on Apr 28, 2011 10:30:48 GMT -5
Jones slipped his glasses off his face then shook his head back and forth quickly, much like a dog, to get the water out of his hair. He shook his tail then his wings and used then used his undershirt to wipe his glasses clean. He put them back on and squinted his eyes, freezeing when he saw Honda, his least favorite person in all of Heaven, Earth, and Hell combined, standing there shelveing the eggs. He took a sharp turn around and walked the other direction fast. "I'll get something else first..." he mumbled to himself as he headed for the isle with cookies and crackers.
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