04-27-2011, 03:20 AM
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DMT Mountain Troll
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Originally Posted by Tegz Another day another galleon.
Well what? It wasn't like Evander wasn't getting paid WELL for his job.
He got out of the lifts and wondered if anyone else would be here so early.
Browniepoints if they were. There was one thing Damien Jackson did better than most anything else... he had an uncanny talent for this...
That thing was? Showing up right as Evander Bole did. Yep. He was somehow honed in to when he needed to show up. It was magic. Heh.
"Morning chief. What's on the agenda for today?" he said as he came out of a different lift, two cups of coffee in his hands. "There is a kid in my house... I get up early now apparently. Thing wants breakfast and stuff. He talks a good bit too..." Damien grumbled a little as he held the cup out.
Really. He didn't mind the kid. Kind of felt paternal toward him really... Not that he would ever admit that though. |
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