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climbed to a shop that still had a few things I took from time to time, watching for snakes as I went. Some things I like to pick out myself, and this was as good a time as any to shop, for the rest of the day was word fetch from me. A set of silver leg guards and two of arm, were in a bag I had found here before, so I put that in my pack and picked out a few other things before taking the lines again. No sausages crawling around for me to take home, but a rattle from one was picked up by me before I left. On the nearby buildings I was soon on, the word in the air sent swingers to me, and I gave them the word of story before heading to my place. The rest would be taking care of for me except the telling of the thing, as often as I could get trade for it. As I hit my place Brandy was on the roof, listening to the drums and tending the garden.
She said, “how much of a clip was that before you used the 12 gage?”
I said, “check it if you like, needs reload anyway, here’s cargo from mall.”
Brandy, “more we don’t eat or burn up here is not needed, but it’s nice you went shopping, was it on sale?”
I said, “practically a steel, and meat on the way, plus the rest of the day off.”
Brandy, “that’s what I call taking care of things right off, got plans for much?” I pulled out the bag of weed and bottle of wine saying, “I got two ideas, got any of your own?” Brandy took one look and said, “ideas you don’t want company for, but we’ll see what we can do.”
And I took my things down to the liven room, with her helping to bring some. She said, “your sword needs a better cleaning, and the clip for your auto is light 7.” I walked to my chair and said, “is that all? It sure felt like I let more fly, maybe that’s why it still had enough left to get the rabbit before I dropped it.”
Brandy, “I heard that part on the air, but why the sword?”
I said, “guarantee before stepping off, not another would of stepped up for it, and none should end up like the rabbit.”
As I sat down she got glasses for us, then I poured the wine as she packed my pipe. I drank deep of the sweet reward, then Brandy lit my pipe for me and passing it said, “this is some I cleaned myself, no stems to make it harsh.”
I took a drag as she sipped the wine, and held it deep as I thought about the past hour in a flash, then let the smoke glide out the window and on the wind. Brandy checked the clip and put 7 back, then slapped it in my gun. I pulled out the silver bracelets and leg guards, then tossed the bag back down and put them on, the workmanship was excellent and real gems were set well around each of them.
Brandy said, “is there anything in there that you think would look good on me?” I said, “anything in there or nothing at all, both would look good to me.”
Brandy, “well, we’ll start with what we can get away with, and work up to nothing latter.” Then she looked inside to see the rest. First she pulled out a polishing cloth and the other silver arm bracelets saying, “I can put some use to these, pass me your sword.”
And I drew my blade from its sheath, and looked at the edge saying, “I don’t know about five heads, but one bear for sure and it’s still true, needs wiping and oil,” then I passed it to Brandy. She said, “what did you do, just wipe it on the bear?”
I said, “the story is on the blade, I don’t need to lighten my load by the telling.” She spit some wine on the cloth and wiped the blood off as I relit my pipe. A drum in the street passed word the zip-line would soon have a tug on it, and my neighbor was passing the news with his horn. So I pulled out my harp and blew a note to give reply, Brandy said, “the still didn’t last long, your still packing and not had but a moments rest, and before the blade is even cleaned visitors are upon us.”
I said, “and all day long, until I run out of things to ask for, TT gave word that if I call for it the thing comes to me. So the
She said, “how much of a clip was that before you used the 12 gage?”
I said, “check it if you like, needs reload anyway, here’s cargo from mall.”
Brandy, “more we don’t eat or burn up here is not needed, but it’s nice you went shopping, was it on sale?”
I said, “practically a steel, and meat on the way, plus the rest of the day off.”
Brandy, “that’s what I call taking care of things right off, got plans for much?” I pulled out the bag of weed and bottle of wine saying, “I got two ideas, got any of your own?” Brandy took one look and said, “ideas you don’t want company for, but we’ll see what we can do.”
And I took my things down to the liven room, with her helping to bring some. She said, “your sword needs a better cleaning, and the clip for your auto is light 7.” I walked to my chair and said, “is that all? It sure felt like I let more fly, maybe that’s why it still had enough left to get the rabbit before I dropped it.”
Brandy, “I heard that part on the air, but why the sword?”
I said, “guarantee before stepping off, not another would of stepped up for it, and none should end up like the rabbit.”
As I sat down she got glasses for us, then I poured the wine as she packed my pipe. I drank deep of the sweet reward, then Brandy lit my pipe for me and passing it said, “this is some I cleaned myself, no stems to make it harsh.”
I took a drag as she sipped the wine, and held it deep as I thought about the past hour in a flash, then let the smoke glide out the window and on the wind. Brandy checked the clip and put 7 back, then slapped it in my gun. I pulled out the silver bracelets and leg guards, then tossed the bag back down and put them on, the workmanship was excellent and real gems were set well around each of them.
Brandy said, “is there anything in there that you think would look good on me?” I said, “anything in there or nothing at all, both would look good to me.”
Brandy, “well, we’ll start with what we can get away with, and work up to nothing latter.” Then she looked inside to see the rest. First she pulled out a polishing cloth and the other silver arm bracelets saying, “I can put some use to these, pass me your sword.”
And I drew my blade from its sheath, and looked at the edge saying, “I don’t know about five heads, but one bear for sure and it’s still true, needs wiping and oil,” then I passed it to Brandy. She said, “what did you do, just wipe it on the bear?”
I said, “the story is on the blade, I don’t need to lighten my load by the telling.” She spit some wine on the cloth and wiped the blood off as I relit my pipe. A drum in the street passed word the zip-line would soon have a tug on it, and my neighbor was passing the news with his horn. So I pulled out my harp and blew a note to give reply, Brandy said, “the still didn’t last long, your still packing and not had but a moments rest, and before the blade is even cleaned visitors are upon us.”
I said, “and all day long, until I run out of things to ask for, TT gave word that if I call for it the thing comes to me. So the
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