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 Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 6:50 pm
What can we use? What's left of the dumpster?
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 6:51 pm
I can get the dumpster over there....
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 6:53 pm
Then lets do that for now.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 6:54 pm
*Eyes the situation. Takes one of the beams that fell during the fight and wedges it into position.*
That'll keep it up for the time bein', but no one touch it. Also, I'd get that fixed fairly soon.
*Heads over to what's left of the bar.*
Y'all found Supergirl I take it.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 6:55 pm
Fortunately, the main room of the Bistro is equipped for this sort of issue.
::Activates all of the force fields he'd previously installed in the bar::
It will keep the main building stable, for now.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 6:55 pm
*Appears in a puff of smoke and surveys the scene.*
Mortals.
*Shakes her head.*
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 6:57 pm
Found her.....she up in the helicarri....
*looks up*
Um...they're coming back....
*points*
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 6:58 pm
*Jumps a little at Loki's sudden appearance.*
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 6:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 7:01 pm
*Looks up, squinting.*
It looks almost as if the Helicarrier has flicked its "war mode" switch...
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 7:03 pm
*wanders in humming*
*yawns*
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 7:06 pm
*Flinches a little as the Helicarrier suddenly opens fire.*
Whoa!
I really think that is just going to make her angrier...
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 7:06 pm
*glances around*
Busy night ?...
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 7:06 pm
*Looks up at the roaring battle overhead with passing interest.*
She breaks it, she buys it.
*Returns her gaze to the ruined Bistro and starts humming The Sorcerer's Apprentice, dancing through the rubble and kicking up a sparkling cloud of dust in her wake.*
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 7:09 pm
Aw crap. The crockpot's broken. I was gonna mull cider.
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