Lone Shadow Posted February 17, 2007 Report Posted February 17, 2007 Steady buzzing, over in a minute. The sweep sweeping of the broom. A weight lifted, silence descends. “Thank you,” I mumble. A cool breeze felt, prompting a reflex Running fingers through my hai.. Looking down, there it is. I am, a “shavee.”
Wyvern Posted February 19, 2007 Report Posted February 19, 2007 Wyvern snickers and applauds, envisioning a young Brute as Lone Shadow finishes reciting his poem. The reptilian Elder bows to the poet, then brushes back the fine set of scales on his own head and begins setting up a complimentary Almost Dragonic Brand Crystal Monk Head Polish sales booth next to Lone Shadow's podium. Wyvern scratches his chin upon viewing the rather peeved expression on Lone Shadow's face, then throws up a sign that reads "Free Almost Dragonic Brand Leftover Yeti Hair Wig sample for every response to 'St. Baldrick'" in the hopes of keeping the spotlight where it belongs. ;-)
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