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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:02 pm
:is flown in by Superman:
Thanks for saving me, Superman.
:rubs her head:
Ow
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:11 pm
::wriggles out of his arms and just stares up at him::
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:12 pm
-Finally makes his way into the bistro...not being graced with super flight powers.-
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:15 pm
That was.. weird. What just happened?
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:18 pm
-Makes his way to the bar to get himself his usual of whiskey.- You don't remember?
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:18 pm
*is standing next to Lois*I'm not sure. When I got there you were being held back by Joe Fixit for sneaking around and seemed to be suffering memory loss.
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:19 pm
Clark?
:puts a hand out for him:
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:22 pm
*takes her hand and holds it*Yes Lois?
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:24 pm
:frowns in concentration: I wanted to tell you something but I can't remember it. Something about danger...
:looks over to Cade: Do you know what it might have been? You seem to be in the know..
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:25 pm
-Gets a glass and a bottle...stares at the bottle and glass, shrugs and walks to his usual booth without the glass-
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:27 pm
-Looks at Lois as he settles down and uncorks the bottle.- No idea, lady. I just knew what th-- ...my hunch told me. No idea why you got all mind-wiped in there.
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:27 pm
Well he's helpful.. whoever he is.
:pulls out her book and frantically flips through it until she stops on something:
Oh.. the Hood!
:shows the page to Clark:
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:32 pm
*looks over this Hood character*Hmmm...Something else for me to look into.
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:35 pm
::reads from the book:: He almost killed me? Really? Maybe I should get a weapon
::looks up at Clark:: My head hurts. Maybe I should go home...
::looks around confused:: If I could recall...
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 10:36 pm
-Gets up with his whiskey.- You see him, you might wanna pound him into dust. Dude's a chump and almost killed your girly here. Night. -Salutes with his bottle and walks out.-
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