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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 7:32 pm
*dusts herself off*
Well, does this end the fireworks for tonight?
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 7:36 pm
[Gothic_Lolita] *dusts herself off*
Well, does this end the fireworks for tonight? Don't know. Wanna go kill somebody still?
*Walks over to Lanterns with the eye after he's checked that Empress is alright.*
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Wormwood Gentleman Corpse
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 7:36 pm
Yes, I'm sure Batman thinks it's a barrel of laughs every time the Joker gasses another mass of people.
*Hygeia and three other girls rush in, carrying a stretcher and very technical looking medical equipment; they busy themselves moving her onto the stretcher as Hygeia takes stock of the wound, adjusts the bandages, and then hustles them off into the night to take the Empress to the club for treatment*
They'll keep her under until we're sure that Eye is neutralized. She's not a bad sort, just a bit power-mad I think. Perhaps the influence of the Eye. Maybe she'll recover and be just fine.
Maybe you should seal that thing in a lead box or something?
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 7:41 pm
I don't normally kill people, Mr. Mason. I usually try to avoid it.
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 7:43 pm
*Walks back in*
Sorry, wanted to try that. Doesn't fit me. Sorry Lolita, I know you do.
*He shows the seamless lead box to Wormwood.*
Got it in this, good idea I didn't really think of it before you said it. I'll get it to Brainy when I can. He'll know what to do with it. You should get Empress to him as well when she's alright.
*Waves goodbye to them*
Night folks!
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 7:45 pm
Mm. Night then.
*skips out on short legs, to go make sure the power-mad conqueror of worlds is comfortably and securely installed at his club*
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 8:18 pm
*walks over to the bar, grabs her bottle of Ty Ku White, and pours herself cup of sake*
Another mission accomplished.
*brings the cup to what's left of her lips, and pours it into her mouth, glumly noticing some of it spill out through the various holes in her cheek and jaw*
Disappointing.
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 8:37 pm
Jesus ******** christ, who threw a super-tantrum this week?
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 8:51 pm
*sigh*
: razz icks his way around the debris and heads to the back where he keeps an extra change of clothes::
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 8:54 pm
The Emerald Empress did, Mr. Wolf.
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 8:57 pm
The name rings a bell...
::comes out from the back in a fresh shirt and pants::
I've been a little out of it for the last couple of hours or so. ...maybe a day? Instincts must've taken over. My wife was here recently. Where is she now?
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 9:00 pm
::wrinkles his nose::
My sense of smell is out of whack. Along with everything else.
::fishes behind the bar and finds a pack of cigarettes::
Matches...matches...
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 9:02 pm
Jesus Christ, how can this place call itself a bar if it doesn't have any matches?
::shakes his head::
I'd better head home. Snow and the cubs'll be surprised to see me home early.
::walks out::
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 9:03 pm
I think she's at the Bookstore. Apparently the two of you were being "evil" together. Like walking up the down escalator, and removing fortunes from fortune cookies.
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 10:18 pm
*Decides to leave the Bistro for now, in an effort to get some repairs done on herself after the scuffle earlier. She also turns the lights off before she exits*
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