OOC: Whooot!
IC:
Wic, puzzled and worried at Tiro's cold reception, quickly bounded over to the table he was headed for to pour a glass of water and give it to him first, as a token of friendship. Wic couldn't help but stare just a little at the yellow-skinned Slig (9#). He knew it was rude to stare, but he was just so fascinating!
Quickly turning back to Tiro with a wide grin on his dial, he said to him; "It's okay. I fink she's just a widdle confused." He shrugged.
OOC: Sorry for the short post fellers, I'm on a school computer and I'm kinda tired. |D
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Last edited by Marvak; 11-15-2007 at 03:31 PM..
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