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 Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2004 2:02 am
This is Daredevil territory, Helena there's no need to be afraid. *Puts his arm around her.* But I can protect you if I have to.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2004 2:05 am
Oh I'm not afraid. I work in Gotham. I'm just... looking around.
*Hand starts to wander*
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2004 2:11 am
Ah here we are! *A small vending cart can be seen in the light of a streetlight* Jacques! *French profanity can be heard and a tall, skinny haitian wearing army surplus cargos and a New York Rangers jersey looks up and waves Jack forward.*
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2004 2:12 am
Quaint little place. What do they have here?
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2004 2:17 am
*Points* Raspberry, Pina Colada, and Jalapeno.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2004 2:21 am
Jalapeno.., it goes with my temper!
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2004 2:25 am
*Gets the gelatos from Jacques, and guides Helena back out of Hell's Kitchen.* Oh my Ms. Bertinelli, it certainly is getting late! I should get you home.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2004 2:28 am
*Grabs hold*
I've had a wonderful time, Jack.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2004 2:31 am
So have I. Can I fly you home?
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2004 2:32 am
Please do. I'd like nothing more.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2004 2:35 am
*Soars into the air with Helena clutching him, feeling the cold night air blow through his hair.* I love flying inside the atmosphere it's such a better feeling than the vast emptiness of space. I just don't know how Norin does it.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2004 2:40 am
It probably took him a lot of getting used to, and since his body is so protected, I doubt he feels a thing either way.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2004 2:43 am
What a pity to be unable to feel. *Circles down to Helena's balcony.* Here we are Ms. Bertinelli. 3nodding
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2004 2:45 am
Thank you for such a delightful evening.
*KOTC*
Care to step in to... warm up? It was a tad chilly tonight.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2004 2:51 am
Thank you, Ms. Bertinelli but I cannot. *Looks away sadly.* I've enjoyed my evening with you a great deal, and perhaps we will be able to do so again. *Kisses her hand and flies away, fighting back tears.* Why did I even bother? I knew exactly what would happen and yet I did it anyway. Do I really like punishing myself this much? What good is it to dream of Heaven whilst you toil in the bowels of Hell?
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