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ninjababe called on her dinner break and I told her that now she'd called, I could make my own dinner, but after that, I didn't know what I was going to do. Her immediate reply was 'write another part of the Methos meets Tony story!' Wretch.ninjababe called on her dinner break and I told her that now she'd called, I could make my own dinner, but after that, I didn't know what I was going to do. Her immediate reply was 'write another part of the Methos meets Tony story!' Wretch.
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Date: 2008-05-30 02:52 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2008-05-30 02:55 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2008-05-30 02:57 am (UTC)From:"Strangest thing," Stark said in their walk away from friends and cameras, "a few years ago, I was approached by a businessman who wanted to help me perfect the weapons systems."
"Really?" Methos asked.
"Yep. Guy by the name of Konstantin Ronos. Greek, I think, maybe Bulgarian."
Methos froze. K.Ronos. Kronos. Dropping breadcrumbs. "You don't say."
:D
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Date: 2008-05-30 04:50 am (UTC)From:Roberta
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Date: 2008-05-30 06:00 am (UTC)From:How about now?
No?
Hmmm...
Okay.
now?