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 Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 7:26 pm
1 kn0w 1t but h3's 4fr41d t0 try 4g41n. H4nk's supp0s3d t0 h3lp th1s t1m3. 1 h0p3 Bruc3 sh0ws s00n b3c4us3 1'm g01ng t0 n33d t0 us3 h1s l4pt0p t0 p0w3r up.
Th1s sucks 1t r34lly d03s
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 7:39 pm
Ow...they really need to get here. Understanding you hurts my brain.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 7:44 pm
1'm s0rry 1'm s0rry. 1'll b3 qu13t th3n.
*pulls her head back behind the jukebox*
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 7:59 pm
*Bruce wanders in and gets some water.*
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 7:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 8:01 pm
*peeks her head out from behind the jukebox tenatively*
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 8:15 pm
Uh...come out, Betty. Don't want Bruce here to think I chased you back there or something... sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 8:18 pm
*comes out from behind the jukebox, powered down to 15% and looking transparent*
3rrrr 0k4y
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 8:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 8:23 pm
*ziiiiiiiiiips in, oblivious to any possible ninjas lurking nearby, thanks to the glowing green computer girl in the middle of the room*
Hey hey, AI, what're you doing out of the 'dome? Are we running sims in here tonight?
*looks at Powell*
Are we running THOSE kinds of sims here tonight?
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 8:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 8:28 pm
SHe...I...ack...
*buries face in hands*
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 8:33 pm
Betty Ross *comes out from behind the jukebox, powered down to 15% and looking transparent* 3rrrr 0k4y *Bruce puts an arm around Betty and kisses her cheek.* Are you feeling any better, sweetheart?
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 8:33 pm
*pats Powell on the back*
I'm just messing with you, kid. If I don't tease you, people are going to think I've been abducted and replaced by an alien. AND DON'T SAY IT WON'T HAPPEN.
Tonight's drink is...White Russians!
*four of them appear on the bar*
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 8:35 pm
*smiles at Bruce but really, who can tell?*
1'm f33l1ng.. dr41n3d. My p0w3r 1s g3tt1ng l0w. H4v3 y0u 4nd H4nk c0m3 up w1th 4nyth1ng?
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