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 Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:27 pm
*Glances at the guide given her by Kitty, and then to Rick with a grin*
You got it, Rick! twisted
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:27 pm
Good afternoon everyone, though it seems that moods aren't the highest they can be?
Anything I can do for anyone?
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:31 pm
*Glances at Nate.*
Hi!
*Then to Rick*
Long Island Iced Tea ok, or would you prefer shots?
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:32 pm
X-23 *Glances at Nate.*
Hi!
*Then to Rick*
Long Island Iced Tea ok, or would you prefer shots? Long Island's fine, thanks... *looks at his watch* Back in a few minutes
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:33 pm
X-23 *Glances at Nate.*
Hi!
*Then to Rick*
Long Island Iced Tea ok, or would you prefer shots? Hola Jamie, anything I can do for anyone?
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:35 pm
Nate_Grey X-23 *Glances at Nate.*
Hi!
*Then to Rick*
Long Island Iced Tea ok, or would you prefer shots? Hola Jamie, anything I can do for anyone? Grab a rag and wipe down some of the tables. Looks like some zombies, no offence, started drooling on em.
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:35 pm
*Sniff... Sniff... Eye pops open and he tips his hat up a bit*
...Zombie...
-snnnnkt-
*Lowers his feet, and the chair down, and stands up* Bub, you got three seconds to get yerself a vial...
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:35 pm
*Slides Rick his Long Island Iced Tea and looks at Nate.*
Not that I can think of. Do you work here now?
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:38 pm
Cpl James Howlett *Sniff... Sniff... Eye pops open and he tips his hat up a bit* ...Zombie... -snnnnkt- *Lowers his feet, and the chair down, and stands up* Bub, you got three seconds to get yerself a vial... uh oh.. I have a vial for you if you need one.
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:38 pm
Cpl James Howlett *Sniff... Sniff... Eye pops open and he tips his hat up a bit* ...Zombie... -snnnnkt- *Lowers his feet, and the chair down, and stands up* Bub, you got three seconds to get yerself a vial... Sorry mate. . .vial ain't working. Besides, what are you going to do to me? *Cleans all the table with a simply thought.* No offence Logan, I have much respect for you man. . . I don't think I work here, yet. . .
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:39 pm
Nate_Grey Cpl James Howlett *Sniff... Sniff... Eye pops open and he tips his hat up a bit* ...Zombie... -snnnnkt- *Lowers his feet, and the chair down, and stands up* Bub, you got three seconds to get yerself a vial... Sorry mate. . .vial ain't working. Besides, what are you going to do to me? *Cleans all the table with a simply thought.* No offence Logan, I have much respect for you man. . . I don't think I work here, yet. . . *Stares him down* You just keep yer apitite to yerself, then... *Huffs and sheaths his claws.*
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:40 pm
Cpl James Howlett *Sniff... Sniff... Eye pops open and he tips his hat up a bit* ...Zombie... -snnnnkt- *Lowers his feet, and the chair down, and stands up* Bub, you got three seconds to get yerself a vial... I'm telling you, he ain't kidding...
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:41 pm
James MacDonald Hudson Cpl James Howlett *Sniff... Sniff... Eye pops open and he tips his hat up a bit* ...Zombie... -snnnnkt- *Lowers his feet, and the chair down, and stands up* Bub, you got three seconds to get yerself a vial... I'm telling you, he ain't kidding... Right, well, let's all underestimate one of the most powerful mutants ever. . .thanks for the vote of confidence guys.
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:42 pm
My dad, kidding? You have a better change of being kidnapped by aliens than catching him kidding with you.
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2004 9:42 pm
*Decides to get his mind away from zombie whacking. Walks over to Greer's booth and leans against the seat, and nods towards the door.* Hey, Darlin'... C'mon. Follow me real quick, would ya? *Taps the back of his hand against her arm and nods towards the door again*
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