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Post by milesquincy on Aug 13, 2010 17:23:17 GMT -6
"Doctor Emmerich Kisling is a doctor at Saint Judith's Hospital, his flat is big enough for more than one person."
"Emmerich? Miles, you do know that putting in a room mate might well, you know..." Germain smiled knowingly.
"Don't you have inventory to look at?"
"Getting to it."
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Post by Alfons Ogdein on Aug 13, 2010 17:25:28 GMT -6
"Oh zhat sounds lovely!" Alfons said with a smile and he promptly dug into his basket, handing Miles a parcel of cookies. Slowly his eyes started to fade down to normal.
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Post by Coraline on Aug 13, 2010 17:25:39 GMT -6
((Somewhere, Babylon feels a hot disturbance in the force. His "hot doctor" senses are tingling!))
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Post by milesquincy on Aug 13, 2010 17:28:10 GMT -6
((lol))
Miles took the cookies into his hand. Germain suddenly went; "Uh oh!"
"Inventory, Talbain."
"I'm still gonna say it!"
Miles quirked an eyebrow.
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Post by Alfons Ogdein on Aug 13, 2010 17:29:39 GMT -6
Alfons looked back at Germain. "Did you vant another parcel of cookies?" he asked helpfully.
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Post by milesquincy on Aug 13, 2010 17:31:04 GMT -6
Germain smiled politely; "If you can bake a nice tin of tea biscuits, I'd be grateful."
"Mmm. Cinnamon."
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Post by Alfons Ogdein on Aug 13, 2010 17:35:41 GMT -6
"Try zhe cookies I gave you." he offered with a smile. "It is...somezhing else zhat is strange." he admitted.
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Post by milesquincy on Aug 13, 2010 17:40:43 GMT -6
Germain reached his hand in the bag of baked goods he was given.
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Post by Alfons Ogdein on Aug 13, 2010 17:41:46 GMT -6
They were of course the exact kind of cookies he liked the best.
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Post by milesquincy on Aug 13, 2010 17:48:17 GMT -6
"How'd you know?" Germain was floored.
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Post by Alfons Ogdein on Aug 13, 2010 17:49:01 GMT -6
He shrugged. "I...I just make cookies und vhen I give zhem to people zhey change according to was makes zhem happy."
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Post by milesquincy on Aug 13, 2010 17:52:37 GMT -6
A small belch was heard, then Miles going; "Ahem."
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Post by Alfons Ogdein on Aug 13, 2010 17:55:06 GMT -6
He blinked and looked at him in surprise before giggling. "Piggy!"
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Post by milesquincy on Aug 13, 2010 17:56:20 GMT -6
"I am not a swine." Miles stated, then wiped away the crumbs from his trench coat. "Now, if you don't mind, I have to make a call."
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Post by Alfons Ogdein on Aug 13, 2010 17:57:24 GMT -6
He smiled and nodded and he stepped out with Germain once more. "Vhere should I go now?" he asked.
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