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August 29, 2007

Sealyon: Crush

“My glash: empty! Thish ish unacceptable!” The man at the bar was practically shouting.

“I think you’ve had enough.” Sara moved the “glash” away from him.

“Lishen here, lady: do you know who I am?” He leaned menacingly over the bar, but the effect was spoiled by his swaying and squinting.

“Nope. Don’t care. No ‘speshul’ favors here.” Sara turned her back, and he lunged. Instantly a fine spray of black ink enveloped him. He sputtered, slipped, and fell in a boozy heap.

“Bradley.” Sara sighed. “You didn’t have to do that.”

Bradley blushed and went to fetch the mop.

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Comments

Squid-boy! :)

Posted by: Stacy at August 29, 2007 3:38 PM · Permalink

Heh. Isn't he cute? I fell in love with him from the first mention in Jim's At The Pallas Palace Bar & Grill.

Posted by: Sealyon at August 29, 2007 3:48 PM · Permalink