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 Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 1:38 pm
Too late. "GAH!!! Not again!" She screamed, clutching her head. "Thanks a lot! Damn ice-cream! You're still awesome but I hate you!" Amnity rested her head on the table, taking a couple of minutes to calm down.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 1:41 pm
Zahzi was hunched over on the table, doing his best not to laugh.
...He was failing misrably at that though, since snickering could be heard coming from him.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 1:46 pm
"Shut up!" Amnity hissed, her head still on the table.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 1:52 pm
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! It's just...I...Can't...Stop...LAUGHING!" Zahzi said, still hunched over.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 2:01 pm
Amnity lifted her head up and glared at him. She took a spoonful of ice-cream, then flung it at him.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 2:05 pm
Zahzi looked up at the ice-cream on his forehead as it slowly trailed downward.
"Now...I'd retaliate...But I wouldn't want to make a scene..." he said with a smirk.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 2:12 pm
Amnity grinned, putting both of her hands on the table. "Want to take this outside?!" She was only half joking.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 2:19 pm
"No, no...I don't want to knock you out again..." he said, looking the other way.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 2:22 pm
Oh, it was on. "Bill please!" Amnity called for the waiter, though she never took her eyes off of Zahzi. "Watch it...Or the next vehicle I'll launch at you will be your precious Mustang."
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 2:27 pm
"Oh, now that's a low blow..." Zahzi said slumping over, narrowing his eyes.
He then pulled out his wallet to pay for the meal, still looking at Amnity in the same fasion.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 2:35 pm
The waiter came over and placed the bill on the table, a smile on his face. But before he said anything, he noticed the sudden change in atmosphere around the two. It was like the same feeling people get when they sense that a fight is about to go on. There was anime-like electricity around them, people got a dangerous feeling when they get close. The poor waiter quivered. "W-w-w-w-will th-th-that be all?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 2:39 pm
Roku walked through door into an even darker room that was only lit by a single light hanging from the ceiling. there was a desk towards the des with a guy sitting behind the desk dressed in a black suite. The man looked up at Roku and smiled. "Well if it isn't the bounty hunter Roku, this is a pleasent suprise, what brings you to my humble abode?"
Roku walked up to the desk and sat in one of the two chairs that sat in front of it. "What can't I see old aquaintences? But I am here on some buisness. Your still in charge of the list of active bounty hunters right Frankie?"
Frankie kept his eyes on roku and a small grin on his face, "Oh sure I am but does this mean your coming back to hunting for us? What happend the Lowlife Polidi#Ks turn on ya?" He chuckled abit as he made the statement.
Roku's eyes flashed slightly, "Yea that means I comeing back to freelance bounty huntin' Just put my name in the right ears would'ya?" Roku said somewhat irritated.
Frankie nodded but still continued to grin, "Sure I'll do that but it's gonna cost you this time, I mean I may have done it for ya once to get ya started but now your established and there's a fee I'm gonna make ya pay."
Roku smirked some as he stood back up from his chair and reached in his pocket, the gaurds, now inside the room with them, started towards Roku but were stopped by Frankies signal. Roku pulled a roll of cash from his coat and threw it on the desk. "There's your damn money now get me some work." He said turning and walking out of the room and the bar for that matter.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 2:44 pm
Zahzi looked over at the waiter with a demonic stare.
"Yes...It will..." he said, putting a credit card on the table, along with a $15 tip.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 3:04 pm
The waiter nodded and quickly took the credit card, getting out of there as quickly as possible.
Amnity had every mind to just get up and shoot Zahzi then and there, but it wouldn't be a very smart thing to do, so she just glared at him "The moment you step foot out of this restaurant...."
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 3:08 pm
Zahzi looked at Amnity with the same, straight face.
"Well, I guess I'll have to jump out, huh?"
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