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10/14/2016 11:20:47 PM
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"Damn, and all I ever did was shuffle cards in Vegas and bitch at whatever man or chick I was with at the time," Nat jokingly said as she pulled Chloanne into the elevator slowly, just before pressing the button to indicate that she was going to the top floor, the penthouse to be exact. Her father paid for her shit here meaning she had more time to sit around and smoke up.
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  • "Well, my brother is an Inquisitor so if you wanna hear shit about how he killed demons and heretics talk to him. He's rather overprotective of me..and I see why." Chloanne said, her eyes looking at the elevator panel. "Heading to the top floor are we? That must be pretty expensive."

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  • "Nah, my daddy owns the building." Natalie had a mock child accent as if she was proud that her daddy could buy whatever she needed, as was how she made a joke on rich airhead people. When the doors opened there was a relatively messy apartment, with the occasional shirt resting on one of the couches though all in all it wasn't too bad a place. Not to mention she had a bowl of weed on the table in front of a couch from maybe an hour ago. "Welcome to my humble abode."

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  • Chloanne was..unhappy with how messy the place was. She was somewhat of a lazy slob yes, but she at least cleaned up her messes. But she decided not to show that she was unhappy with it, as not to be a total bitch and yammer on about how she was lazy. "Yep...sure is humble." She said as her eyes scanned around the room. Then she took a seat on a couch or some shit and took off the heels she had on.

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  • "Want a beer or the bowl first?" Nat's house wasn't messy because of her own leisurely tossing of items but because her friends just didn't care and trashed her house when they swung by usually, and the shirt wasn't even in her size rather it was too small. And Nat was usually too stoned to clean.

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  • "The bowl." Chloanne said, leaning back into the couch. Her feet were finally free from those accursed heels. Her eyes were on the bowl of marijuana right in front of her.

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  • Nat was a joint girl herself though the bowls were always fun, and so she grabbed one from the fridge, unwrapped it, and brought it to Chlosnne. She set it down just in front of her and sat in a lonesome chair at the very end of the table, before she lit the tip of it with a lighter. "So you mentioned a brother, who is he?"

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  • "Ling Defaln. He's a Inquisitor who finally got married after years.." She answered Natalie. Chloanne was actually pretty god damn clueless on how to use a bowl. "Uh just curious, mind explaining to me how I use this or something?"

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  • "I got a special technique where I just grab a bong and dump the bowl in it. One next to your seat." Nat laughed as she didn't exactly know the proper method either, hence why she preferred the joints. "And what the actual -blam!- is an Inquisitor?"

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  • Chloanne grabbed the bong next to her and placed it on the table. "Basically they are what keeps the Imperium from becoming shit behind the scenes. A secret police force if you will, that kills Daemons, Xenos and Heretics...though it's ironic in Ling's case. He ended up getting with a Xeno, a Space Elf to be exact." She said, chuckling as she grabbed the bowl and dumped it into the bong. "You got a lighter?"

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  • Natalie chuckled and tossed her lighter to Chlosnne as she took a hit from her joint, and puffed out the smoke and air a second later. "So space Gestapo? And dude get him to text me the number of some space Elves, no joke."

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  • Chloanne caught the lighter. "Nah, most of them are real snobby dicks. Ling just got really fücking lucky." She said, grabbing the bong and lighting the area where you're supposed to keep the lighter lit fück me I know jack shit about bongs. Then Chloanne brought it up to her mouth in which she inhaled the smoke from it.

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