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Post by zepplin on Apr 19, 2007 20:36:22 GMT
OOC: You dog beathen! and its Dinner* not Diner, diners the place dinners the meal.
IC: Zepplin left the shaft and went to the gym to work out a little.
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Post by Lt Matina Jade on Apr 22, 2007 15:03:23 GMT
She looked at the old doctor a little confused but so long as it was just freindly she didn't mind. "Sure what ever."
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Post by Beathan MacAinmire on Apr 24, 2007 1:14:49 GMT
After Martina accepted his invitation, Beathan smiled. "I'll come by your quarters, at about 1900his, to pick you up. Its not formal, so ya don't need your dress uniform." He said making a painfully horrible attempt at a joke.
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Post by zepplin on Apr 24, 2007 9:38:08 GMT
Zepplin has been hard at work in the gym, sweet coming down his face, he was currently bench pressing 150 pounds.
"31...32...33...34...3-5." He put the weights back on the handles, he needed to take a break from his forth set. He walked over to the food dispensor and inserted his card, punched a few buttons and a sports drink came out.
He sat down and began drinking his drink. He put the bottle down and hit the internal Comm after he had caught his breathe
"=COMM=Zep to McVanlen.=COMM="
TAG: McVanlen
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Post by Rudger McVanlen on Apr 24, 2007 20:52:15 GMT
=COM= This Is Mcvanlen, go ahead =COM= Rudger repiles.
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Post by zepplin on Apr 24, 2007 21:08:32 GMT
"I was wondering if you'd like to go into a little bit of a sparring match later this week? You are a good fighter, but I think I've got a fair shot at beating you."
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Post by Rudger McVanlen on Apr 24, 2007 23:32:11 GMT
=COM= Sure thing, i would love to. =COM= replies Rudger over the inter com.
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Post by zepplin on Apr 24, 2007 23:37:45 GMT
"Great, I'll meet up with you later on, Zep out."
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