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 Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:15 am
::bats his eyes at Lexie as he keeps playing::
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:15 am
*follows the music into the Bistro*
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:20 am
::stops playing, to see if Larfleeze is fully hypnotized::
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:21 am
stressed
*Pulls out a gun and shoots at Hartley's flute.*
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:22 am
*continues to sway in place*
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:23 am
::the bullet wings the flute, sending it spinning into the air. It crashes onto Lex's DVD player, forcing it to eject the DVD, right into Larfleeze's hands::
Hey!
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:26 am
*Lex finally deigned to notice Larfleeze.* Return that toi me, and I can give you some information you'd desperately want to know.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:27 am
*snaps out of his trance, taking stock of the lacking pineconal presence in his immediate vicinity*
Hey! What have you done with my--
*noticed the DVD*
Hello... what's this?
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:28 am
I don't know, but Lex wants it back really badly. It must be very valuable.
::picks up his flute, inspecting the ding on the end::
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:31 am
*scrunches up his snout at the suggestion*
Information!? What am I supposed to do with that!? This is shiny and clearly more valuable than information. Stop trying to swindle me!
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:33 am
::checks to see if the body of the flute is still aligned by holding it up to the light::
Damn it, Lex. I know you have a crush on me, but if you need attention that bad, all you have to do is ask.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:33 am
It's an entertainment disc. Containing laser recordings of a series near and dear to me, in some ways . . . and absolutely abhorrent to me in others.
It has little monetary value. I could replace it easily. But that would be quite the nuisance.
The information pertains to something YOU hold near and dear. As I understand it, you own almost every single Orange Lantern Ring.
Almost. Except one. And I could tell you who destroyed that One.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:38 am
Hartley Rathaway ::checks to see if the body of the flute is still aligned by holding it up to the light::
Damn it, Lex. I know you have a crush on me, but if you need attention that bad, all you have to do is ask. All I want from YOU is silence while I'm watching my TV shows, you little dim wit!
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:39 am
Later, Lex, later, when the children aren't around.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:40 am
...Or I could keep your entertainment disc and make you one of my Orange Lanterns. Maybe it was YOU who stole my Orange Ring! Yes, this should be your punishment! Now, who should I have consume you? My squirrel or my rats?
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