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 Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:25 pm
*flies back in through the time gate*NOW what's going on?
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:27 pm
*Calls down to Dirk from the roof.*
I'm up here, Dirk.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:27 pm
::Looks up through the roof::
...?
::walks through the glass::.. Gosh..
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:28 pm
*flies up to her and looks at Norman frozen to his glider. without saying a word he looks at Karen questioningly*
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:28 pm
*melts ice with shock gauntlets*
No hypocrisy here, though I can't say the same on your end. Castle wants to fight me. He's made that evident with 3 unprovoked attacks in the past 2 days. And who am I to deny the man what he wants?
Now run along before I send an errand boy to fetch me some Kryptonite.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:30 pm
::Slips and hits her knees on some glass::
When blood is shed let the staff of one Emerge..
::Staff comes out and she helps herself up with it::
Well..
::Looks at Hellboy::.. You okay..?
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:31 pm
You're not starting or continuing any kind of fight here. You do that, and we put you in a world of hurt. What do you think, Dirk, should we give him some encouragement to be a good boy?
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:34 pm
*starts to glow a little brighter, heat eminating from him*Oh I think if he doesn't want his precious little glider turned into slag, he'll move right along.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:35 pm
Miss Nico Minoru ::Slips and hits her knees on some glass::
When blood is shed let the staff of one Emerge..
::Staff comes out and she helps herself up with it::
Well..
::Looks at Hellboy::.. You okay..?
Fine as I'm going to be for a while. *polishes off another bottle* Hopefully I'll be completely goddamn oblivious soon. I don't want to think about.. that. mad
'Least the blonde bossomy bimbo ain't gonna beat on me for badgering her boyfriend. *chuckles darkly, the booze starting to take affect*
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:38 pm
l-lellboy *grunts*
Fine as I'm going to be for a while. *polishes off another bottle* Hopefully I'll be completely goddamn oblivious soon. I don't want to think about.. that. mad
'Least the blonde bossomy bimbo ain't gonna beat on me for badgering her boyfriend. *chuckles darkly, the booze starting to take affect*
::walks over to him and puts her hand on his stone hand gently::
You should take care of yourself Hellboy..
It'll be gone soon..
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:39 pm
Dirk Morgna *starts to glow a little brighter, heat eminating from him*Oh I think if he doesn't want his precious little glider turned into slag, he'll move right along. I dunno Dirk, maybe you should anyway. Norman is looking a little on the pudgy side, I think he could use the exercise.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:42 pm
Well I do like to please a pretty lady. *grins and then blasts the glider with full on heat melting it right under Norman's feet*
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:43 pm
*hops off glider with ease*
Your companion had already rendered the glider useless. Feel free to burn the remains.
As for your threats... I'm hardly frightened by the poor man's Supergirl and a man who'll curl up in a ball and cry when I turn out the lights. So, once more, I'll suggest you step aside and allow me to complete my business with Castle.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:44 pm
You cad. Come buy me a drink when you're done with Norman.
*Floats back down into the bistro.*
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 9:46 pm
Miss Nico Minoru
::walks over to him and puts her hand on his stone hand gently::
You should take care of yourself Hellboy..
It'll be gone soon..
Hey. That magnetic guy is in your universe, right? One that controls metal and stuff? Think maybe he could help me? *takes another swig, accidentally slopping some of the vodka onto his arm, making him hiss in pain*
Hnn. *takes his hand away from his arm, clecnching and un-clenching his fist to keep it from scratching*
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