Leave this blue neighborhood ( private Albert )

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Pilot couldn't travel past a certain area, but he wondered if he got more out into the territory, would he see tulips? Would he see any flowers at all? Anything would do for him. He...just wanted to see and touch the things he loved the most. A sigh escaped past Pilot's lips as he sat outside the prisioner building. He was let out so he could get fresh air. And...he needed it after spending all those hours in there suffering.
    Pilot leaned down and started to nibble on the grass, sighing gently through his nose. [/fancypost]

    [nobbc][b]SPEECH HERE    [/nobbc]
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    [size=6pt]© counselor dreamíe[/size]

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    he looked over to the prisoner building, and automatically feelings and thoughts rose in his stomach of bisette. and then he spotted pilot. and then the memories and thoughts were gone, and he was back in reality. "good evening, pilot is it?" albert inquired with a small smile as he sauntered over.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Pilot's head lifted, his mouth full of grass. His blue eye cautiously looked over Albert, the tiny jackalope quickly swallowing his mouthful of grass. [b]"Hello."     he whispered in his usual quiet whisper like voice, shuffling his paws slightly. "Yes I am Pilot. You are?"[/fancypost]

    [nobbc]SPEECH HERE[/nobbc]
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    [size=6pt]© counselor dreamíe[/size]

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    "i here you're getting with my bro im albert." he smiled, squinting. pilot was more of a small blob in his vision, but he still imagined the little rabbit thing was adorable.


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