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	[u]Um... Okay...[/u]
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	[b]Anri is silent.[/b]
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	*She just stands there awkwardly, unsure of what to say.*
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	"So, um...how's your day been?"
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	"It's been okay... You seemed to make Sketch less upset made it better... Sketch is the one who is good at comforting people and that's a problem when he's the one who's upset..."
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	"I've just...always been nice to people. That's all... I just always care about others. People that bother to talk, and hang out with me, that sort.. He just looked like he was having a bad time and...yeah."
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	[u]Yeah, I was really surprised that people here really did care about him that much... To be honest I thought all of you were weird and bad before I really started talking to any of you...[/u]
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	"I haven't seen you ever, so...I didn't know what to think. Only heard Orn and Smough talking about you."
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	"What did they say? Was it anything rude?"
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	"No. They thought you were alright. Orn especially, since he's actually met you."
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	"Okay, that's good... Sketch warned me about Smough... He said he could be racist and mean..."
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	"What? I've never seen Smough be...racist. Usually it's Ornstein, he usually discriminates anything that's connected to dragons...but Smough?"
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	[u]He Sketch told me that when he first met Smough, Smough kept referring to him as [i]Ornstein's pet...[/i] And apparently he kept calling Sketch the despite both Sketch and Orn telling him otherwise... Sketch still isn't completely convinced that Smough doesn't think that he's Orn's pet who just [i]thinks[/i] He's free...[/u]
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	"Oh...I didn't know..."
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	[u]I think Smough has probably gotten better about that though... I haven't really seen him...[/u]
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	"Oh. Would you like to meet him? You don't have to, but..."
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	[u]Oh, uh sure...[/u]
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	"Oh. Alright. Cmon." [b]She starts to head to Smough's location.[/b]
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	*Sapphire follows close behind.*
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	"Here we are..." [b]Anri is several feet away from Smough, who is sleeping and surrounding by atleast 70 beer bottles.[/b]
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	[u]Oh wow... I can't even drink a single beer without getting drunk...[/u]
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	"Yeah..."
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	[u]Ummm... Should we wake him up?[/u]
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	"Probably. You wanna do the honors?"
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	[u]Uh, sure...[/u] *She finds a nearby stick and starts poking him with it.*
 
										 
					 
		    