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 Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 4:39 pm
*Logan had his hat tipped down, the brim low over his eyes and his ankles crossed when Greer's scent got to him mere seconds before she leaped over the count and tackled him* WHoa, hey! *Tumbling to the floor, he laughed at her energetic greeting* Well, look who's back on her two feet again.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 4:40 pm
Git a room.
::finishes reloading one gun, pulls the other apart and starts cleaning it::
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 4:48 pm
*nips his neck* You better have a good excuse for not visiting me. *smiles and flicks her tail as she playfully pokes him*
Woman has a house fall on her at least the man she's seeing could come visit.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 4:51 pm
I may be the best at what I do, but I ain't got direct access to the Legion World. *He stood up, and glanced away with a clouded look* Plus, I've been busy. Lot's happened since you went there, with fightin' Creed an' what not. Ain't really had the time, plus a lot been weighin' on my shoulders.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 4:58 pm
*stands up dusting her fur off then turns her attention toward him* What happened? What's going on, Logan?
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:02 pm
*He reached down and picked up his hat, setting it on the counter top, then picked up his cigar, looking at it. He took a drag and set it in an ashtray and folded his arms* I killed Creed. He lost his ring power, and I shreaded what was left of him. He's dead. For good. Ain't not comin' back.
*Logan closed his eyes* ...I snapped an' went feral. I ain't gone like that in so long...
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:05 pm
*walks into the bistro and heads to the bar. Her thoughts running over Dani's and her conversation with the Curator as she nears the coffee pot.*
*she wiggles her nose when she smells how old it is. she rinses out the pot, avoiding the couple as she moves behind the bar.*
*she pauses and does a double take when she sees Logan. She frowns as she turns away and starts a new pot of coffee. her finger lightly tapping on the counter as she looks to the coffee pot curiously.*
What was his name.....Sc..... No that's not right...
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:13 pm
*not sure what he meant by "ring power" since she hadn't been out of the mansion since the accident*
Logan, *walks over to him and holds him tight* I'm not sure what happened, but I trust you enough to know that you wouldn't go that far unless you had to. Please don't doubt yourself or your control of you emotions. And if anyone has a right to say that. *purrs* It's me and not because of recent...events.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:18 pm
*Logan winced briefly at her touch. He wasn't comfortable with himself at the moment.* Greer... Ya dunno where it took me, Darlin'. It ain't pretty, it ain't someplace I like. *He frowned up at her* An' you dunno how lucky you got, Darlin'. If you hadn't been in the hospital, and out of the Nexus, Creed woulda' got to you. And you couldn't dream up the nightmare of things he'd do to you.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:21 pm
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Wormwood Gentleman Corpse
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:26 pm
*wanders in, a dessicated finger tapping thoughtfully at his chin*
Hmm. Interesting little establishment.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:28 pm
*walks in, frowning, and takes a seat at the bar*
Evenin'.
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Wormwood Gentleman Corpse
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:30 pm
Nick Joseph Fury *walks in, frowning, and takes a seat at the bar* Evenin'.
Say, have you been here before? The doors are open, the lights are on, but the bartender is regrettably absent. Any idea when they'll be in?
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:31 pm
Logan... that's it... *she leans a hips against the counter, her back partly towards everyone in the room as her hand flattens against it.*
Ok, now what was it...hmmm...Las Vegas... *she scowls at the pot as she ponders things. She stays out of the way of the couple as she looks for a to go cup.*
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