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Ulteka walked up to the Club door. He was wearing a Black silk shirt with a pair of black dress pants. His shirt was tuked into his pants. He had a black belt on his wast in oreder to keep his pants from falling off why he was dancing. He had on a pair of nice black lether dress shoes, and a velvet black cowboy hat.
Ulteka then walked into the door of the club. When he walked in he had came to the precents of Zell. "Hows it going? Hope I am not to late."
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Life or death. Nethire are consider to someone like me. For I am both. Nor death can happend to me, or can life. There is no other like me. For I am one with myself. Nobody else is. That is the way of the Imortal. That is the way of Ulteka Mako.
Last edited by Ulteka Mako; 06-11-2006 at 05:46 PM.
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