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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:08 pm
*stops moving for a moment*
Tis the season!
*hangs a large red bow around Snow's neck*
Hey newbie, Happy Holidays!
*gives Achilles a cup of eggnog*
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:10 pm
I'd like the holidays.. if I had time to actually enjoy them.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:17 pm
*looks at the concoction in the glass*
stare
What is it? *sniffs* Some nectar?
*drinks it down in one gulp*
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:28 pm
MY KIND OF 'NOGGER!
*gives Achilles a new cup and has a seat on a stool next to Snow, spinning it around a couple times*
So how are you, Snow? Still from an alternate timeline? And who is your scantily clad friend here?
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:30 pm
I'm good. I don't think I'm an "alternate" Snow. I'm just.. Snow! gonk As for that gentleman over there, I don't know who he is.
He appears as if he's enjoying the libations, at any rate
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:32 pm
Oh, okay.
Well then, are you here for Gentleman's night, dude? Did Billy hire you?
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:33 pm
*downs the resh cup of "nectar" and begins to look around again, spotting the various bottles*
Hm, so this is a house of...ill repute I take it.
*looks back to Wally as he moves behind the bar*
Hire me? Is he a general?
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:34 pm
Oh, my apologies? Is this a male only day? I wasn't aware I was intruding!
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:35 pm
I'll have you know our reputation is the finest in the entire Nexus!
For, er...several things! Hanging out, Boiler Room antics, buckets of fun...
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:37 pm
*Pops up from behind the bar*
What! Today is the day ? *Notices Achilles* Well that's not my kind of dancer...
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:40 pm
No one knows what Gentleman's Night is. Or when it is. It is one of the great mysteries of the Nexus, like "Where is the Heart of the Nexus," and, "Why don't any of Jaeger Ayers' shirts have sleeves?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:41 pm
::Snow rubs the scar on her forehead as she considers the situation. Nervous habit she's developed::
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:43 pm
stare 's Patrick...
Dancer?
*pops open a random bottle and pours a generous helping into the glass*
The people of these times are indeed strange.
*one gulp!*
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:44 pm
Well mysterious men in loincloths don't raise my expectations for this gentlemen's night.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 2:47 pm
*holds his bottle, now half empty, to Patrick*
Then you have never enjoyed a proper gentlemen's night sir.
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