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 Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 11:04 pm
She simply winked at Croc. Becoming a monster was obviously the best thing to happen to him.
She leaned in gently squeezing Helena's hands. "Now when are we going for tea, love? We have much to catch up on."
Haur pounces N.Question. heart heart heart heart
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 11:06 pm
Stray_Dog *dances through* I'm still not chugaaconroy.... Haur glares at Stray. "When is the next "Lets Play: Paper Mario" video coming out?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 11:21 pm
N. Helena smiled "I suppose we can go now, as long as that tea as a little alcohol in it. You're coming too Mr. Jones."
N. Croc nodded "yes, boss."
N. Question reached up and clipped a few strands of Haur's hair, and placed them in a small vial "I'll add this to my collection, compare it to the strands of the Wabblejack fur. Might prove that that Nazis are experimenting on ancient European Creatures."
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 11:23 pm
I don't know, you should ask chugaaconroy. xp
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 11:30 pm
Pamela chuckled, shaking her head. "It's nice to see you haven't changed."
Haur shrieks. "WAAAAAAAAAAIIII?!"
I AM asking him Stray. xp
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 11:36 pm
N. Helena led Pamela over to a lounge.
N. Croc poured Helena and Pamela their cups and added a little bourbon into Helena's cup.
N. Question slipped the vial into his coat "there are rumors that the wabblejack used to be people that were cursed by the Roman Sorcerers. I'm working to find out if that's true."
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 11:40 pm
Pamela blatantly looked at Croc's behind as he served the two women, holding back a smirk as she sipped her tea.
"You owe me sex," glares at Question.
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 11:46 pm
N. Question looked over at Haur "I'll need to run tests, I've been seduced by soul sucking succubi before. Can't be too careful." He jotted down a few notes in a small notebook.
Helena sipped her tea "mmmm" she smirked at Pam, catching her checking out her bodyguard "so how have things been for you?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 11:46 pm
One-two, one-two, and through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack
He left it dead, and with its head
He went gallumphing back
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 11:58 pm
Haur pounces N.Question. "You took my hair! SEX NAO!"
The German scientist gave a sigh. "Same old, same old, darling. I'm working on developing a few airborne illnesses, I'll be getting a shipment of 'rats' to test them on quite soon." She said quite non-chalantly. "How about you darling. How much is it costing to keep your crocadile fed?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 12:12 am
N. Helena nodded and took a sip "police keep disrupting my shipments, having trouble with wanna-be heroes. But that's why I have backups in place, I have weapons being shipped to Metropolis, the funds should replace the loss of my alcohol."
N. Croc shifted uncomfortably as he stood behind Helena "it was that damn Cowboy boss. He got the drop on the trucks and shot up the crew."
N. Helena held up her hand, signaling Croc to shut up "it was fortunate that the police that responded to the gunfire were in my pocket."
N. Vigilante smirked and held up his glass "here's to ya Huntress."
N. Helena smirked sarcastically and flipped off the Cowboy.
N. Question carried Haur to his back room.
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 12:16 am
6-26-2012
Stray_Dog: 1/4
SKBCTayuyaFluteofDeath: 2/4
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 12:30 am
Pamela looked over at Vigilante. "Who is that?" She sipped some more tea, sizing down the man who obviously aggravated Helena greatly.
"Wheeeee!" mrgreen
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 12:36 am
N. Helena sighed and rubbed her eyes "he's known as 'The Cowboy', he's fancies himself a hero and likes getting under the skill of business people like me."
N. Croc cracked his knuckles "wan me to toss him around boss?"
N. Helena sighed and shook her head "no, Mr. Jones. We're on neutral ground in here. We'll kill him in the Noir rp."
The Cowboy smirked and winked at Pam "swing by Gotham sometime, I'll be sure to work you into my busy schedule."
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 12:41 am
Ivy arched an eyebrow and gave a cruel scowl. "Busy schedule? What are you? A whore?"
Why isn't Noir Croc all scaley and monstrous and scary-hot?
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