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Subject: the sexier one.

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Elijah

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Date Posted: 21:30:44 01/20/11 Thu
In reply to: Telcoltl 's message, ":-: Which one are you? :-:" on 19:15:03 01/20/11 Thu

Well, fuck this. Elijah raised an eyebrow, snorting softly. Ah well. Thank god for the stock market, right? He'd bought controlling shares in most every coffee chain in the nation; he figured if he was going to spend a few thousand every year on his java fix, he might as well go all in. And- coffee beans are the second most exported product in the world, you know.

"Sorry about my little brother." Elijah yawned, softly, and gestured vaguely to... Tim? Yeah, time was going to be so fucked when he got done making a few calls. "He's never been the same since... since..." cue theatrical tears and sappy violin music..."Since mother passed. We've tried so many times- rehab, interventions- shamanism. But nothing works!

Under his breath he muttered, just loud enough for the tweens to hear: "see kids, that's what happens when you take too much acid. remember that." and then, suddenly, the texting network was up and running.

As he shuffled backwards out of the doors, he did his best to look desolate. "NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO WE'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU, TELCOTL!"

Okay, now, where was he? Oh yeah. Vengeance.

Telcotl-

Really? Nice. Who controls the family finances again? You? No. Me. So, you know what? Bring it. And you owe me for that coat you son of a gun.

Take that. I'm insulting your mother. Not our fictional one, your actual one. Teehee. Now I'm moving on to your bank accounts.

And then I am going to rip you limb from lifeless limb.

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Subject	Author	Date
.:.Um...no.:.	Telcoltl	14:43:24 01/22/11 Sat
roger that! -- Deuce, 17:40:39 01/22/11 Sat