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 Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:03 pm
I think I'd prefer a more personal place to give it a perusal. This obviously means a lot to you, and that means it means a lot to me.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:03 pm
*Flies into the Bistro after finishing the paperwork on the Carnage Incident.*
b*****d's going to send my insurance premiums through the roof.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:05 pm
::contemplates kneeing Luthor in the balls::
::decides not to ruin the tender moment::
Shall we, Snow?
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:05 pm
It's basically my heart poured out in ink.... during a very difficult time. The book does have a happy ending though..
::Snow continues to look away::
Oh? You want to go?
::Snow seems distracted::
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:07 pm
*Lex lands and mockingly salutes Bigby.*
Mr. Wolf. Ms. White. I hope your evening is going well.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:07 pm
Yeah, think that's for the best for now.
Luthor knows it's easy to find me if he ever wants to try his luck.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:08 pm
::Snow walks over near Bigby and away from Luthor::
Are you sure you don't want to be alone when you read that? sweatdrop redface
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:09 pm
::heads out the door, keeping himself between Snow and Luthor::
::flicks his cigarette at Luthor as they head out::
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:17 pm
*Passes the happy couple on the way in, growling with a grin at Bigby.*
Oh I am gonna rip his heart out and eat it one of these days. Luthor, how goes it?
*Goes behind the bar and busts out Remy's secret stash.*
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:18 pm
Tsk tsk. He takes things awfully personally for a (self-imposed . . .) officer of the law.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:28 pm
Well he's an ornery son of a b***h at that, heh. So what's on the table right now? Anybody I get to tear into or is it more of that good ol waitin' game?
*Sits down and chugs on a bottle of the good stuff.*
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:32 pm
A bit more of the waiting game on the main target. On a side target, though, I doubt it's escaped your notice, but II was attacked recently. By one of our own, at that.
Well, I say "our own," but I suppose he doesn't really fit in anywhere. What do you know of a freak named Carnage?
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:33 pm
*Walks in and heads straight to the bar.*
*Slips behind the bar and looks to the liquor that was stocked there.*
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:39 pm
Lex Joseph Luthor A bit more of the waiting game on the main target. On a side target, though, I doubt it's escaped your notice, but II was attacked recently. By one of our own, at that. Well, I say "our own," but I suppose he doesn't really fit in anywhere. What do you know of a freak named Carnage?
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 7:46 pm
*She sets a few shot glasses on the bar top and looks over at Creed. Obviously not at all intimidated by him.*
Names Voodoo Doll. Who the hell are you, Kitty?
*Pulls out Jack Daniel's and fills her shot glasses.*
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