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 Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 2:31 pm
*brushes him self off and takes a seat*
Maybe I should go back and help her.
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 2:33 pm
You mean she's still there? Is she outta her god damned mind?
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 2:38 pm
-He takes out himself another beer and pops it open.- Now Fury, since when you ever start to trust me? You just know we know too much dirt on each other to screw the other. -He tips back the bottle to his lips.- But just point me in the right direction, and I'll do what I can.
-Taking a glance at Amadeus, but just an observing glance and doesn't say anything as he reaches for his cigar for another drag-
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 2:40 pm
When you're in our game, Logan, that constitutes trust.
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 2:40 pm
She jumped down some shaft. I'm going to head back I mean Larfleeze couldn't still be running around after a building fell on him.
*opens a gate to the manor*
Care to join me?
*steps through*
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 2:42 pm
Logan, if you want to help, go with the kid. I gotta drop by the Cocoon and pick up some heavier ordinance.
*puts his cigar out in an ashtray and races out of the Bistro.*
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 2:46 pm
-With a nod to Fury, he puts out his cigar in the ash tray and strips off his flanel shirt and his old cowboy hat, leaving it on the counter top.-
Well kid, I guess if Fury says you need help... -He plants his hand on the counter top and hops over.- Lets do this. -Follows through to the Mansion-
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 6:13 pm
*Drives up to the Bistro and parks outside.*
*Steps out of her car and leans against it. Two cups of steaming coffee in her hands.*
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The Phantom of Kapow Crew
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 8:14 pm
Somebody saunters up to the Bistro and smashes Mr Freeze's gun against the door until it is in pieces. It appears to be beyond repair. Somebody tosses a note on to the remains of the weapon and leaves.
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 8:17 pm
Now that this little toy is out of the way, I can get down to business. Stay out of my way and no one else will get hurt. You all might even appreciate who I rob next.
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 8:22 pm
::strolls up behind Helena::
Hey, Hel. You ready?
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 8:31 pm
::Gets distracted by the message hanging on the door above some debris, and heads over to have a look::
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 8:38 pm
*notices Renee while gliding by and lands*
Heya...um...did you get mad at whatever that was?
*indicates the debris*
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 8:42 pm
Twas not I, said the fly.
::bends down to look at it::
But I know what this used to be. This used to be a freeze gun. I've stared down the barrel of one of these before.
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 8:44 pm
A freeze gun? Don't the Bats have one of those?
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