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 Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 7:58 pm
**moves up into his shoulder muscles**
"Damn, mon ami. you are tight!"
**looks around**
"Did I just say that?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:00 pm
Yes. Yes, you did.
::breathes out::
That's nice. There's been this kink in there for weeks. I'd ask my roommate for this, but he's an 800 pound gorilla.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:05 pm
"Thanks, I used to give my ex-wife these all the time. She taught me a few tricks in pressure points."
**uses one hand to rub his shoulder down while pressing the elbow of his other arm into midback and rubbed it in**
Wait, a gorilla's your roomie? You'd think those fellas would give great massages with those big hands...
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:08 pm
I've seen him tear robots in two, and as constantly frustrated with me as he is, I'm not sure I want his hands anywhere near my neck.
::grins::
Excellent job, by the way. Best massage I've had....well, in a long time.
::pulls himself up and stretches his neck left and right::
So, ex-wife, huh?
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:12 pm
"Merci Mssr Tomas."
*flexes fingers**
"Yep, still got it! Oh...."
**reaches behind the bar and pulls out a framed portrait of a blond beauty but one who bears a visual strength and ferocity and shows it to him**
"Belladonna Boudreaux, matriarch of the New Orleans Assassins Guild."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:13 pm
::Leans on the bar while putting his shirt on::
And ruined you forever for other women, right?
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:16 pm
"No, sometimes I think that's what all the drama wit' Rogue's done."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:18 pm
::stretches again::
I think this is my new favorite bar. I mean despite the random semi-literate cat-transformation thing. You get a pretty interesting mix of people in here. Gay, straight...child...
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:21 pm
"Alien...hybrids...Greek Gods...mutant eternal sorceresses...."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:24 pm
Good times. All right, I'm out. Keep those hands flexible. Thanks again.
::pats Remy on the shoulder a couple times, follows it up with a smack on the a** and heads out the door::
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:26 pm
*URK!"
**yelps from the a** smack and jumps**
eek
"Damn my cute buns!"
**watches Mikaal exit and shakes his head...reaches behind the bar for the water dispenser and hoses himself in the face**
redface
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:40 pm
The door to the Bistro swings open once again, and so enters the Nite-Wing himself, Tad Ryerstad.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:43 pm
Once again, Tad notices that there seemed to be no one in the Bistro.
Damnit! I gotta work on my timing. I'm ruinin' all my cool entrances.
Tad then walks over to the bar and pours himself a drink.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:46 pm
What am I? Invisible?
**double takes**
TAD!?
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:49 pm
DUDE!
It's nice to see someone I actually recognize.
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