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Post by Odin on Jan 31, 2009 23:08:03 GMT -5
::Odin reminded himself that he could always cancel. That gave him mild comfort, but did little to ease the feeling that began to rise within him. In moments like these, he still required guidance.:: "Saturday is fine."
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Post by Erik Lensherr on Jan 31, 2009 23:12:09 GMT -5
Erik's slow smile widened. "Excellent. I shall see you then, Odin. Wonderful to make your acquaintance." Slowly he got up, and threw his coffee cup in the trash before leaving the rather empty shop. Suddenly his day seemed a little brighter.
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Post by Odin on Jan 31, 2009 23:13:48 GMT -5
::Although Odin did not watch the older man leave, his tracking sense kept him alerted until he was out of range. What had he just gotten himself into? More than that, how did these situations always *find* him? With a soft sigh, he opened his computer and began to type again, an unsuccessful attempt to take his mind off this encounter.::
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