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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 10:58 pm
*smirks as he listens in on their conversation*
Evening yourself, Selene.
*takes a seat at the bar*
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:04 pm
Logan just smirked as he took a one last draw off his cigar, finishing the fine wrapped tobacco before putting it out in an ash tray. But now he decided to stick to his bottle, no longer refilling his glass. Memories of Jeanie needed to be washed away.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:18 pm
And with a quarter of the bottle finished, Logan simple capped it back up and put it under the counter. He didn't take long in lighting up a new cigar from one of his cargo pockets as he headed out the doors. The sound of his Harley kick starting echoed outside, and raced off into the night.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:22 pm
*watches Logan leave, taking a drag*
Surly as ever.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:22 pm
>POP!<
Wolvy! Wolverine! Wolvalolva-ding-dong! The Wolvmeister!
Sup, buddeh?
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:24 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:25 pm
::Gets a water and takes a seat::
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:29 pm
That's the story of his life.
So, who's the not-quite-as-cute-as-my-new-bosses-but-still-very-cute chick?
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:30 pm
No idea. Ask her.
*takes a drag*
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:39 pm
*'Pool sat down across from the new girl, and grinned at her from under his mask.* Soooo . . . what's your story?
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:40 pm
eek Um... My name is Calie Liddle. What's yours?
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:41 pm
I go by a lot of names. Deadpool. Wade Wilson. The Walrus. That Jerk. I like Deadpool most, though.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:45 pm
Oh Okay. Deadpool, It's nice to meet you.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 11:55 pm
So, what do you do, Callie? Me? I'm a merc. And a comedian. At the same time. But not THE Comedian, because he's dead. And I don't think he told many jokes, anyway.
*He jerked a thumb at Deadshot.* Ol' One-eye there is KIND of a mercenary, but not really. He's just an assassin. He can't do the broad-range stuff I can.
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