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 Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:02 pm
::enters and goes to the bar::
I think it's time for a drink...
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:02 pm
Wormwood Gentleman Corpse 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.*eyes it curiously for a second before shaking it.* Nick Fury. *looks to Clarice* Yeah. The fact that no one could seem to come up with a solid reason why you were dating him only exacerbated the situation. xd
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:06 pm
Well, an appropriate name can be best. Keeps one memorable.
I'm sure your own name is something that matches your reputation. I'd guess your career is as a gunslinger, innit?
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:07 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:09 pm
*lights another cig, 'eye-ing' him from his sockets*
And my right testicle is gold-plated. Pull the other one, then, what's your real name?
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:09 pm
*Goes and gets a glass of milk.*
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:10 pm
You got any money on yore head?
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:12 pm
*With a thud, Logan finally finishes the first bottle of whiskey and slams it on the table of his booth. He scowled at it, and slid it to the far side of the inner part of the booth table* Flamin' good job on makin' things work, Logan, *He murmured to himself. Elbow on the table, he rested his forehead into his hands with a sigh, trying to come to grip with things. The other night when he'd torn into Creed's corpse had done something to him. He wished he could figure it out*
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:13 pm
Poor Chris. I'll have to give him a hug when I see him next.
*looks at Logan worriedly*
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:14 pm
::pours herself a margarita::
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:15 pm
Newscaster Billy Batson *Goes and gets a glass of milk.*
Christ, I'm beginning to think this place is positively wholesome. No strippers, milk-drinkers, what's next? Do they hold Sunday School here too?
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:17 pm
Wormwood Gentleman Corpse Newscaster Billy Batson *Goes and gets a glass of milk.*
Christ, I'm beginning to think this place is positively wholesome. No strippers, milk-drinkers, what's next? Do they hold Sunday School here too?
*Sips.*
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:17 pm
Jonah Hex You got any money on yore head?
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:19 pm
Suck a walnut. Ah've consorted wi'f thuh dead before. Don't nevuh end well.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 6:23 pm
*she reaches the door and lightly sighs as she pauses.*
*after a short hesitation she walks over to the Booth where logan is sitting brooding about life.*
You know, the Logan I knew wouldn't beat himself up. *she leans against the other seat of the booth as she looks at him.* Though then again.. We had a lot of Liquor at the time.
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