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 Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 5:17 pm
The unbelievably.....we don't quite know, Ulysses lives in this space!, careful it's not exact the safest place in the world. old scales from some minor shedding are on the floor, they are razor sharp.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 5:20 pm
"Home sweet home, Ow!" he looked down and pulled out an old scale, "i need to clean up."
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 11:19 pm
After some wary sweeping and straightening Ulysses noticed that for some reason his room was ignored by the akuma. He chump it up to that they didn't like sharp scales in their feet. then again who did? He laid on his bed and stared at the mual he painted on the ceiling. It was a beautiful and elabote Cross being wrapped by a dragon. THe entire mural was painted to appear as a glow when the light cane on. Soon he got bored with that and paced for a bit. "That's it i'm goin to see alice." he said walking out of the room.
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