| Subject: Re: Relaxation Techniques |
Author:
Mirino Meritt
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Date Posted: 21:40:01 04/14/02 Sun
In reply to:
Crimson Nick
's message, "Re:a cruise?" on 12:28:04 04/14/02 Sun
Still rumaging through her closet throwing all different types of clothing onto her floor bed. Something underneath a bright sundress is moving around, slowly it crawls out between the speghetti straps as it's pointy ears are revealed. Romeo purrs as he rubs his head against the piece of fine cloth. The cat hisses as a pair of shorts land ontop of his head. Mirino looks out from the closet holding a one piece bathing suit, peering around to see where the hiss came from. "I'm sorry." She says as she kneels down and claps her hands together, the swimsuit over her arm. The black and white cat squirmed from underneath the clothes and jumped into her arms. She stood up and scratched him behind his ears. "I'm gonna go away for a while ok? You'll have to take care of Juliet by yourself." She pats his head as she turns back to the articles of clothes still hanging up. "This is going to be great, I'm going to Jupiter there are free dinners, pools, and jacuzzis. Even a spa!" Smiling Mirino holds the feline up to her head and nuzzles him. "Between the spa, the wine, and Nick's personal massages, I'm going to be so relaxed!" The cat lets out a meow. She sets him down and falls backward onto her bed. "But why am I so tense now..?" Releasing a sigh as she sprawls out ontop of the sheets.
"So what channel is it on again?" Hatcher asks a browser in his shop. Who is obviously distracted by the shiney objects infront of him.
"...If you have basic cable then it's on seventy-two." He picks up gun that which is engraved with the word 'Hell' "How much is this one?" The man turns to Hatcher, who just picked up his remote control.
"Oh that one? That use to belong to a big assassin, slaver, and gun runner. The guy who sold it to me didn't know how much it was worth. The owner had a couple million on his head." Hatcher clicks through the channels. "Supposively he was involved in a massacre at an airport." The man looks at Hatcher blankly.
"I asked how much." He states, as Hatcher glances at the gun the back to the television.
"One thousand wu long." Still flipping through the channels he hears a gunshot come from the speakers.
"I'm not gonna pay that much for this piece of crap." He says as he puts the weapon back down. He reaches over a box and turns to Hatcher. "How much for these?" it was a box with many of the same teddy bear.
"One hundred wu long." The man takes out his wallet and puts the bill on the glass case.
"You know TV is just a tool the government uses to restrict what the average person like you or me knows. They run all the big corporations, which contribute to further this apalling trend. And further supress citizen uprisin-"
"Huh, what'd you say?" Hatcher turns his attention from the television to the man. Who is infuriated and marches out of the shop with his box of teddy bears in hand.
"WHAT'S THE POINT?!" he yells from across the street.
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