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 Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 10:16 pm
Mssr Remy LeBeau Remy finishes talking to a delivery man at the front door and turns to come back inside, walking over to Northstar's table.
"Hey Jean-Paul, dese just came, for you."
Remy places a large bouquet of white roses down onto JP's table. The Quebecois mutant looks down at the flowers without any sort of expression on his face, then glances up at LeBeau with suspicion before thrusting his empty shot glass at the Cajun. "Mind charging this up?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 10:29 pm
Jean-Paul Mssr Remy LeBeau Remy finishes talking to a delivery man at the front door and turns to come back inside, walking over to Northstar's table.
"Hey Jean-Paul, dese just came, for you."
Remy places a large bouquet of white roses down onto JP's table. The Quebecois mutant looks down at the flowers without any sort of expression on his face, then glances up at LeBeau with suspicion before thrusting his empty shot glass at the Cajun. "Mind charging this up?" "Pleasure mon ami." Remy says, filling Jean-Paul's shot glass with some hard tequila. (ooc: back after bit folks)
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 10:31 pm
Mssr Remy LeBeau "Pleasure mon ami." Remy says, filling Jean-Paul's shot glass with some hard tequila. Beaubier frowns. "That is not what I meant. I want to make sure you are who you look like, and a demonstration of powers would suffice."
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 11:04 pm
* sits at the bar having a beer deciding not to get involved*
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 11:18 pm
Bruce_Wayne * sits at the bar having a beer deciding not to get involved* "You're the detective. Can't you tell?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 11:20 pm
He's Batman. He knows everything, buy enjoys nothing. whee
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 11:22 pm
Hmm. Looks like Gambino's done building.
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 11:25 pm
Patsy Walker He's Batman. He knows everything, buy enjoys nothing. whee You're damn right
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 11:34 pm
Ok, it's been firmly established that you don't enjoy anything, but do you mildly like anything?
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 11:34 pm
Jean-Paul Mssr Remy LeBeau "Pleasure mon ami." Remy says, filling Jean-Paul's shot glass with some hard tequila. Beaubier frowns. "That is not what I meant. I want to make sure you are who you look like, and a demonstration of powers would suffice."
Gambit lightly touches the glass and it immediately takes upon itself a glow of energy and seconds later, explodes!
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 11:37 pm
Patsy Walker Ok, it's been firmly established that you don't enjoy anything, but do you mildly like anything? perhaps.. stare But who's to say I would ever admit to them.
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 11:38 pm
Bruce_Wayne Patsy Walker Ok, it's been firmly established that you don't enjoy anything, but do you mildly like anything? perhaps.. stare But who's to say I would ever admit to them. Do you like...pie?
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 11:40 pm
Mssr Remy LeBeau "Mes excuses mon ami. Est-ce que ceci suffira ?"
Gambit lightly touches the glass and it immediately takes upon itself a glow of energy and seconds later, explodes! Jean-Paul doesn't say anything, just idly begins picking slivers of glass from his hand. "Oui." He turns his attention back to the roses. "Now could you hand me a match and some lighter fluid?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 11:42 pm
Ms Emma Frost Bruce_Wayne Patsy Walker Ok, it's been firmly established that you don't enjoy anything, but do you mildly like anything? perhaps.. stare But who's to say I would ever admit to them. Do you like...pie? I choose not to answer that stare
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 11:42 pm
Bruce_Wayne Patsy Walker Ok, it's been firmly established that you don't enjoy anything, but do you mildly like anything? perhaps.. stare But who's to say I would ever admit to them. *Puts on her glasses, grabs a pillow, pen and notepad and then lies down on a nearby couch.* Ok, let's talk about what you hate?
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