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  <title>Shadow Warrior</title>
  <subtitle>Extreme</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Raphael Hamato</name>
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  <updated>2007-01-26T23:31:00Z</updated>
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    <title>[RL]</title>
    <published>2007-01-26T23:31:00Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Raphael eyed the invitation, that had some how made it's way into his mail box, once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Giving invitations for vacations to mutants in the sewers, man they must be desperate for customers." He chuckled, before he peered up at the large building just across the way from under his fedora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed to remember his brother Leonardo going to some hotel for a few days, and at this point he'd been gone longer then that. That only made him wary of this place But then he'd promised their family he'd go see if he could find their brother. if he was indeed here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He put the invite back in the pocket of his long coat. He ducked his head from peering eyes as he walked up to the hotels entrance. He reached out and opened the door, he really had no intention of staying here, he just wanted to find his brother and go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stepped inside and peered around at the people who hung around in what seemed like the loby, frowning as he didn't see Leo right off. Master Splinter had told him to call when he got there, and for updates, and he turned around to go back outside, erking as the door didn't budge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the hell?" He muttered, and kept trying the stuborn door that just wouldn't move. He growled and jerked it a while later before he turned to peer around again. "Crap, now what?" He said annoyed.</content>
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