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Post by ranjit on Apr 5, 2006 7:03:06 GMT -5
Ranjit came into the room. He looked around at all the things. There was a small bed with a patchwork quilt. wow this isn't much different than the cell they put me in at home. Ranjit threw his olive green drawstring bag onto the bed. He sat down at the table and unbuckled his belt. His sword fell to the ground with a clatter.
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Post by ranjit on May 3, 2006 20:31:29 GMT -5
He walked out and went down to the training area but came back in a few half hours. He HOPED SOMEONE WOULD COME.
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