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fandomtownies2006-02-06 01:38 pm
A Park Bench- Monday Afternoon
Once again, Orlin had nothing to do. Being the handyman for Quark had so far been very easy, he didn't do anything. He sat on the bench, the remaining, undismantled discman playing Scissor Sisters from the head phones hanging around his neck. It was a nice, if somewhat brisk day. Orlin stretched out his legs and let the sun warm him slightly.
He had had a good weekend, he knew a few people, he had learned he could sing operain Italian and dance very well. Life was good.
He pondered what he felt like randomly creating this week. Maybe he could modify the laundry rooms washer... maybe Quark wouldn't notice....
[[ooc: Come talk, have random discussions about whatever. Orlin is just chilling]]
He had had a good weekend, he knew a few people, he had learned he could sing opera
He pondered what he felt like randomly creating this week. Maybe he could modify the laundry rooms washer... maybe Quark wouldn't notice....
[[ooc: Come talk, have random discussions about whatever. Orlin is just chilling]]

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"Hi...is it okay if I sit here?"
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"Well, I am thinking about how much I am enjoying myself here in Fandom Town," Orlin said thoughfully, "I have met many people and have some new friends, for the most part people are very friendly." He thought of the mayor and smiled slightly.
"What caused your problems?" He asked Phoebe. "If you don't mind me asking that is of course."
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"Why?"
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Alone and depressed, Phoebe?
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