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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 1:18 pm
I hear that. This here's my card.
*Passes her a black card with embossed gold script.*
Heroes for Hire
We do your darin' do
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 1:24 pm
Oh! How elegant!
::Snow opens her purse and removes her billfold. Opening it up, you can see that everything is nice, neat and tidy and fits in it's own compartment. Snow carefully tucks the card into a slot::
Yes, I'm finding myself on my own more often that not as of late.. well.. not right now. My dear one is home now but who knows what my near future may hold. It's always smart to have a backup plan.
::Snow winks::
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 1:27 pm
I hear good thing about backup plans but I can't say I ever bothered with 'em.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 1:29 pm
You should try it sometime. I feel naked without a backup plan. Especially a time like this when the word is in such turmoil.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 1:38 pm
*Sips his drink.*
Ain't nothin wrong with bein' naked, metaphorically speakin'. 'Specially if there ain't s**t than can touch you.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 1:42 pm
I rather like to avoid being naked if I can help it. My body isn't the same as it was before the kids.
::coughs::
Anyways.. You say things can't touch you? Do you have superpowers? If so, what are they?
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 1:48 pm
*Grins subtly at Snow, but moves his glass in front of his mouth to hide it and takes a sip of his drink.*
Yeah, I got unbreakable skin. Can't shoot me, stab me, none a that. Just don't go askin me to take on the last son a what have you.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 1:56 pm
What a useful power to have.
::Snow rubs her chin thoughtfully while pondering if his skin was also impenetrable to attacks by large wolves. Theoretically if this man was hiring himself out, it could also be possible that someone could hire him out against herself the greater good. ::
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 1:59 pm
*Shrugs*
It got me outta bangin' an' into darin' do.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 2:07 pm
::Snow furrows her brow as she finds that at times, she has to really concentrate to understand what this man is saying::
Oh yes, of course. Pardon me, I think I'll make a pot of coffee
::goes behind the counter towards the coffee pot::
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 2:10 pm
Pardon me for askin' but, you said you're married to a Mr. Wolf? That whole prince thing one a them Disney fabrications?
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 2:20 pm
Disney got that part right, actually. Prince Charming was my first husband
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 2:25 pm
*Nods.*
I hear that. This Mr. Wolf, he doesn't ah, have any kind of storage service does he?
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 2:30 pm
Charming? I don't think so. However, I was under the impression that the man was dead and then he just comes walking in here one day. It's as if he's harassing me from beyond the grave.
OH! You mean, Bigby! No. He doesn't have anything like that. Why do you ask?
::Snow pours herself a cup of coffee::
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 2:40 pm
*Drains the rest of his drink.*
I'd just hate to roll up on your humble abode and find a sign saying "Dead..
*A loud bleeping noise is heard.*
...Storage" out front. Huh, you hear that?
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