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Post by Hero on Mar 4, 2011 21:16:00 GMT -8
With a lofty sigh, Dev slammed the stapler onto the paper that he had braced up against a wooden post. In suspiciously curvy letters, the contents of the paper were as follows: "SEARCHING FOR: A MEISTER. I transform into a talwar, which is a beautiful and graceful instrument. Therefore, I would like a beautiful and graceful partner. Something along the lines of a belly dancer would be nice. At least a small bit of experience in swordplay is also preferable.
If you are interested, contact me at XXX XXX-XXXX." (( NOTE: Although this sort of meister would be ABSOLUTELY PERFECT for Dev, it's not entirely necessary. Really, all he needs is a meister who can put up with his difficult personality and is willing to push him to do things. ))
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