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Old 04-10-2009, 11:20 AM   #96
Nogrod
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"Shut that darn telly, will you" Nogrod said in anguish staring at Boro's body. Just as he was bowing down to pick the chicken wings from Boro's mouth and to try recover him back to life the phantom came in elbowing him away and checked Boro's pulse telling he was not dead.

"Who wants to give him the mouth-to-mouth? I can do the pressing. We must at least try". Nogrod called over phantom's voice only realising there had been a hiss and a snort.

"Oh you son of a..." Nogrod exclaimed - but with a lightened heart.


(OOC: I had already quite written this with a different plot when I realised tp had already made that good...)
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