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Post by Mystique on Oct 22, 2007 19:33:53 GMT -5
"How are you getting to Chicago?" She asked, as she watched him pick up his suitcase, and sling his bag over his shoulder.
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Post by Odin on Oct 29, 2007 15:48:45 GMT -5
::Odin fixed the bag on his shoulder, before firmly grasping the handle to his suitcase.:: "I'll fly. It's quickest, it's safest, and aside from a possible cavity search, it's painless."
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Post by Mystique on Oct 30, 2007 22:15:55 GMT -5
She chuckled. "I suppose so. Still, be safe, Odin." She reached out to put a hand on his arm.
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