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 Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:38 pm
::looks at Brainy and opens A time gate:: You should go back to the Legion..
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:38 pm
rofl
It was really just a matter of time before someone threw the arrogant little b*****d into the bar. I'm just glad I was here to witness it.
*raises his glass of vodka*
To Hellboy!
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:39 pm
::pulls himself into a standing position::
KAREN. Get off of him this instant.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:40 pm
Ms. Karen Starr *Flies into the bistro within five km/h of the sound barrier, smashing in from behind the mirror, whizzing inches over Lex's head and hitting Hellboy like a rocket.* Hey, watch the hair, man!
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:41 pm
Querl Dox ::pulls himself into a standing position::
KAREN. Get off of him this instant.
::Holds on to his waist:: Woah! Be careful there!
::looks at Karen:: Uh oh..
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:42 pm
Querl Dox ::sits up, slowly::
I feel bad for the BPRD doctor. Did you rip his arms off when you got your booster shots?
*gets pummeled backwards by an angry flying blonde rocket*
CRAP.
stressed
*latches his stone hand onto her face and pushes, trying to push her away* GET OFFA ME, LADY.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:44 pm
l-lellboy Querl Dox ::sits up, slowly::
I feel bad for the BPRD doctor. Did you rip his arms off when you got your booster shots?
*gets pummeled backwards by an angry flying blonde rocket*
CRAP.
stressed
*latches his stone hand onto her face and pushes, trying to push her away* GET OFFA ME, LADY.*Karen doesn't budge, but instead talks into his hand.* You don't want this fight, big boy.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:46 pm
*Watches with more than a little amusement.*
Nico, come stand by me. I do not want you hurt.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:46 pm
Ms. Karen Starr l-lellboy Querl Dox ::sits up, slowly::
I feel bad for the BPRD doctor. Did you rip his arms off when you got your booster shots?
*gets pummeled backwards by an angry flying blonde rocket*
CRAP.
stressed
*latches his stone hand onto her face and pushes, trying to push her away* GET OFFA ME, LADY.*Karen doesn't budge, but instead talks into his hand.* You don't want this fight, big boy. But I want to see it. Give her hell, red guy with horns!
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:47 pm
And thus is the problem of doing all of our discourse in a bar. The very tiniest spark of violence winds up causing a bonfire.
Karen, if the man wants to continue to pummel me, please let him. If I had intended to go into this conversation undamaged, I would have activated my force field.
I calculate that I will have a fractured arm and a broken jaw as well before it finally dawns on him that I don't mean him any harm.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:50 pm
Querl Dox And thus is the problem of doing all of our discourse in a bar. The very tiniest spark of violence winds up causing a bonfire.
Karen, if the man wants to continue to pummel me, please let him. If I had intended to go into this conversation undamaged, I would have activated my force field.
I calculate that I will have a fractured arm and a broken jaw as well before it finally dawns on him that I don't mean him any harm. I wonder, then, how many injuries you'll need to sustain before it dawns on you that he doesn't care about your intentions.You aren't exactly the portrait of sanity (and look who that's coming from) around here, and you can't exactly blame him for not wanting to be your helpless little meat puppet should you lose it again.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:51 pm
gonk That is so not helping Osborne..
::Looks at Loki:: Um.. One second..
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:51 pm
Puppets? I would hope that by the time he breaks my leg, he will have remembered the "Rage Lantern Hellboy" incident and all that entailed. And he will, after breaking my jaw and nose, remember a conversation we had where we both admitted that we are two heroes trying to use the tools we were born with to live down a dark legacy.
And about that time, I calculate that, hopefully, he will have calmed down enough to let me limp away, so that he can reconsider his current method of operation.
Not all therapy is just sitting and talking it out.
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