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Te'Oma chuckles for a while. And then looks up at the sky, running his hand behind his head, down the back of his tentecles. Then he looked straight into the eyes of the human. He spoke softly, with a strange friendliness that was almost, in a bizarre way, intimidating.
"Your head? I'm not in your head human. If anything, i'm in your body". Te'Oma chanced a slight smirk, but remained relitivley straight faced. "Just ask yourself which is worse. Now, excuse me, but I have better things to do than waste my time on a Xenephobe such as yourself." He walked past Eceil and glanced back for a parting comment. "If you ever decide to get your facts straight and learn how to be slightly sociable, I'm sure you can find me."
With this, the Nautolan walked off, still unaware of his destination, but most likely the nearest cantina he found, muttering something under his breath in his native tongue.
[ 04-07-2005, 01:17 PM: Message edited by: Beaumanoir ]
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