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 Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:32 pm
*seeing as she was a natural empath she could sense what her hug was doing to him so she reluctantly let him* I know all to well what you're saying, Logan, but you shouldn't let it eat you up. And though Big C...Creed wanted to hurt me, he didn't thanks to you. So, as I see it, you saved my life. And when you're ready to join it again...I'll be waiting. Though I get the feeling you won't be...*starts to give him a kiss, but decides against it, instead she just leaves without saying any more*
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:35 pm
Wormwood Gentleman Corpse 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?Don't count on seein' one anytime soon. This ain't a bar so much as a circus. *nods* Clarice. Feelin' better?
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:39 pm
*Logan leaned his hips against the counter of the bar, looking down at his boots, his hands resting on the edge of the counter top. With a growl he balled his fist up and slammed it down hard, shaking the bar. He reached down below the counter and pulled himself a bottle of whiskey and popped the top. The bottle was sealed to his lips and quickly disappearing down his throat*
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:41 pm
Greer Nelson *starts to give him a kiss, but decides against it, instead she just leaves without saying any more*
A circus, eh?
Pity, seems the dancing girl just left.
I'll just help m'self, then.. *leans over the counter, snags a mug, and fills it at the tap*
*leans back, downs a swig, and lets out a long satisfied sigh*
Aaaah. Knew this was worth crossing dimensions for. *lights a cig, settling onto his stool*
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:44 pm
*He paused in the middle of his chugging, and stared at the corpse* Bub... Greer may be a lot of things, but she sure as Hell ain't a dancin' girl. *His scowl darkened* So you better think of a quick way to make up fer that statement before you find yourself in the ditch you crawled out of. *His grip on the bottle tightened and his muscles tensed while knuckles threatened to turn white in tension.*
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:46 pm
Nick, I'm feeling better although I do have a nice big bump on my head to show for my escapades yesterday.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:50 pm
Cpl James Howlett *He paused in the middle of his chugging, and stared at the corpse* Bub... Greer may be a lot of things, but she sure as Hell ain't a dancin' girl. *His scowl darkened* So you better think of a quick way to make up fer that statement before you find yourself in the ditch you crawled out of. *His grip on the bottle tightened and his muscles tensed while knuckles threatened to turn white in tension.*
*looks about*
Then again, this place puts out more of an 'upscale establishment' vibe. Probably means there's very little dancing here, much less the naked sort.
Dammit. gonk
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:52 pm
Ms Clarice Ferguson Nick, I'm feeling better although I do have a nice big bump on my head to show for my escapades yesterday. Sorry to hear that. Though it was pretty amusin' watching Powell try to convince you that you were datin' him. Cool it, Logan. Dunno who our decaying friend is, but I don't think he means to harm.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:54 pm
*Logan's tension didn't release for a moment as he stared at the zombie, then he just put his hat back on his head, cigar back between his teeth and grabbed a second bottle of Jack Daniel's, before moving out from behind the bar and going to a back booth. He knew if he chugged them fast enough, he'd get at least a minor buzz. He sunk himself into one of the booth seats, and returned to drinking the first bottle he'd opened*
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:55 pm
I can only imagine what Chris's face looked like. Poor guy. He saves the Nexus and then a day later, his girlfriend doesn't remember him.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:57 pm
Ah dunno, Ah've seen plenty of women in hyar wearin' practic'ly nothin'.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:59 pm
*she finds a to go cup beneath the bar as she glances over. still scowling as she pours her coffee into the cup. She closes the lid as she listens to everything going on around her. she pauses as she remembers something and her eyes widen as things become more clear.*
s**t...s**t..s**t...
*She glances around the bistro a few moments as if contemplating something. she takes her cup and nods to people quietly as she heads for the door.*
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 5:59 pm
Nick Joseph Fury Cool it, Logan. Dunno who our decaying friend is, but I don't think he means to harm.
*sighs, resting his arm on the counter, ciggarette dangling*
Still, it's a pity. I always find one most appreciates a beer when accompanied by some aesthetic visuals. *sips* I'll have to see if I can contract some of Medusa's girls to make an appearance out here.
Oh! Where are my manners? *extends a green hand* The name's Wormwood. Pleasure to make your acquaintance.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:00 pm
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