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 Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 9:57 pm
Perhaps not. *stands upright and ponders*
Although when news passes you defeated Achilles you might find a line of challengers, both gods and men.
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 9:58 pm
Oh. Let's not tell them, then. The wife hates it when I'm late for dinner because of my line of challengers.
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 9:59 pm
How strange a man you are Wally. Most of your kind would brag quite randomly and world wide that he had defeated Achilles.
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 10:01 pm
Yeah, most of 'em probably don't have two young kids and a wife who isn't thrilled by THE CHALLENGES OF THE GODS and whatnot.
Oh! Speaking of. I gotta blast home and tuck the kids in. Have a glass of mead or whatever you drink on the house, Achilles. Laters!
*vanishes*
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 10:05 pm
*hair whips around at the gust of wind created by the speedster*
Well...*moves back behind the bar counter and grabs a random bottle*
...At the very least, Piper was not here to witness my defeat. sad
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 7:53 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 2:25 pm
::Lois heads inside, taking a seat at the bar:
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 4:11 pm
Hmmm hmm
Hey come on babe
Follow me
I'm the Pied Piper
Follow me
I'm the Pied Piper
And I"ll show you where it's at...
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 5:40 pm
*walks in, visibly paranoid as he looks around the Bistro. Sits down in a booth, lighting up a cigarette.*
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 5:47 pm
What's with the heavy artillery? Should I be ducking and covering, or preparing for thereof?
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 6:13 pm
*wanders in*
There's a place in France...
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 6:23 pm
Depends on whether or not you piss me off, Rathaway.
*takes a drag off his cigarette with a smirk*
Why is heavy artillery uncharacteristic for me?
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 6:29 pm
Everything pisses you off, Lawton. Usually, though, you come in here, light a cigarette and moodily drink a beer. The sniper rifle isn't unusual, but the shifty eyes and body language are.
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 6:30 pm
Heh...shifty...
*sits and waits for the arm wrasslin to begin*
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 6:42 pm
Been a little off since the green kid turned his contraption off. It's the reality warping. Disorienting.
*takes a drag off his cigarette*
But yeah, I might open fire if one or two people walks in. Sionis don't pay me for nothing.
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