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 Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 2:03 pm
You white people have a damn fool idea of fun. Anyhow I gotta bounce, Parker. There's a plane leaving fo' Latveria with my name on it.
*Ambles out.*
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 11:17 pm
*Walks in to the Bistro, eyes glazed and expression blank. His fists tightened and knuckles a very pale shade of white*
"I really wish I was dead... then maybe the pain would just go away..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 11:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 11:31 pm
*Drives his hands through the table*
I don't get to see my son any more...
I'm just so f**king tired of my life...
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 11:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 11:40 pm
I'm confused... I feel rage, sadness, loneliness, dispare all at once.
I'm tired of fighting I just want it all to stop... I'm tired of hurting, I'm on the verge of just giving up.
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 11:47 pm
 This is what I have lost... I don't want to go on...
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 11:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 12:02 am
Damn henry i'm so sorry to hear about all the crap your going through. I hope everything works out man sad
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 12:27 am
I feel like my heart has been torn out and force fed to me...
I used to have faith, I always tried to be a kind caring person...
I doubt every thing now...
I don't think I have felt happiness in over a year... I hide behind a mask pretending to be happy to keep others from worrying. It is all fake inside I feel alone, when ever I'm by myself I cry...
I force myself every day to get up go to work and count off another day of my life, I'm tired... of everything.
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 10:51 am
::strolls in and heads for Remy's office, opening it with the copy of the key he had made for himself::
::lights a cigarette and starts rewinding the tapes to the last time Snow was in the Bistro::
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 10:55 am
Fables Snow White Hello, Piper. heart ::Snow smiles:: Hartley Rathaway Snow White. You're unnecessarily chipper today.
::sits back in the booth and pulls the hood deeper over his head::
You should know, this isn't a very safe place any more. Fables Snow White Sorry about my "degree" of chipper. It's just a ffffaaabbbbbulous night.. er.. day.. sweatdrop Wait.. unsafe? What happened? Hartley Rathaway There's a contract out on your friend Powell's head. And it's well-known that you're a friend of his.
::leans forward, resting his chin on the back of his hand::
That makes you...valuable. Seeing as how you're not exactly combat-ready. Fables Snow White ::Snow does that thing that only those close to her pick up on that she does when she's nervous:: erm... You want to.. hurt me? Hartley Rathaway In case you haven't noticed, I am a card-carrying member of Luthor's Injustice International. Fables Snow White oh.. What good would it do to hurt me? I'm of no importance to anyone. Hartley Rathaway You're a friend of Powell's. Mark my words; the only thing keeping you and your children safe is the fact that Luthor is too smart to piss off your husband.
At least, Luthor is. People like Creed or Bullseye, I can't vouch for.
::reaches into his cloak and pulls out a small piccolo::
In fact, you'd probably be doing Powell a huge favor if you let him know that everyone he loves is probably in danger as long as Luthor has a contract on him.
If you get a chance to tell him. Oh, I probably shouldn't be saying these things at all, but I'm old-school. I'm all about explaining the elaborate plans to the heroes so I can gloat when they can't stop them. Fables Snow White ::Snow tries to keep up a calm facade, but her pulse is racing:: Piper.. I thought you and I were friendly? Hartley Rathaway Oops, your mistake.
::starts playing the piccolo. All electronics in the Bistro suddenly fuzz out::
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 10:58 am
::fast forwards the tape:: Hartley Rathaway Could use a pretty hostage like yourself.
::pokes Snow under the chin with the piccolo:: Fables Snow White I.. I assure you. I wouldn't be a very valuable hostage. Please don't hurt me.. I have nothing to do with this.. and I have kids at home.. Hartley Rathaway It doesn't really matter, one way or another. Just as long as POWELL gets the MESSAGE that his days are numbered.
::grabs Snow's face and glares at her::
Though maybe he should be given some incentive... ::Luthor is shown entering the Bistro:: Hartley Rathaway Luthor!
::lets go of Snow::
What do you want? Lex Joseph Luthor Ohh. I'm not looking foir anything particular, Piper. I'm just . . . pondering. ::stops the tape::
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 11:00 am
::ejects the tape and takes it with him as he leaves::
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 12:35 pm
::tucks the flyer into her pants pocket::
Since this seems to be where all the action happens, this is where I'm likely to learn something. I can't just go barging into their little clubhouse... not yet anyways.
::hides herself in a corner of the rafters::
and now we wait..
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