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Post by Secret Agent Cat on Sept 23, 2010 1:03:37 GMT -5
 Phil stood at the entrance to the Olympus Coliseum as always, given that he wasn't out to lunch or hanging out with his bud, Hercules. But today he was at his post waiting for whoever wanted to take part in the Training Sessions he had posted up a few days ago. He had caught hold of some heartless and was going to make munny off of them.
His stocky body stood leaning against the wall in front of where there was a line streamed across the passageway to the coliseum. Hooved-legs were crossed as his arms were folded across his chest, almost as if he were impatient. He hadn't seen anyone today, not even Herc had passed by. And those heartless were getting restless, he had checked on them earlier and they didn't seem to happy. Of course not, what monster wouldn't be happy being trapped in boxes?
He might give up waiting if someone didn't show up soon. No one had shown up yesterday either and Phil was loosing his patience. But, he would need that said patience to train whoever stopped by as well as to keep the heartless in line. They might stray and that wouldn't be good, perhaps Herc might stop by to help out. Doubt it, he was off doing all his heroic deeds.
Phil began to tap his hoof lightly on the stone ground. |
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