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 Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 6:48 am
"FATHERMUGGING RABBIT!" He recoiled - his sleeve slashed through, blood from a fresh wound soaked up by suit cloth.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 6:51 am
"OH." his paws flew to his mouth, eyes wide, "Oh no...your suit!"
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 6:56 am
He grimaced as he evaluated the damage, but couldn't help looking up at Juli with dumbfounded dubiousness. "Jesus," he paused as he reprocessed his exclamation. "Your priorities are seriously f***ed up."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 6:59 am
"You looked so good in it and everything..." he mumbled miserably, reaching for the tissue box to offer the jaguar a few pieces, "I'm sorry..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 7:05 am
He took the bunch from the bunny's paw and shoved it into his sleeve. "Well, if you're really sorry..." He murmured, picking the dainty piece of clothing off the floor, "then..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 7:09 am
He made a face of distaste, but took the dress all the same. "Alright, alright," he pouted, "serves me right for thinking you'd really take a request from me seriously, anyway."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 7:12 am
"Good bunny." He patted him on the head, and straightened up. "I'll leave you to it - be waiting in the bar."
As he discarded the bloodstained tissues into the wastepaper basket, he noted "don't forget the head dress!"
The door slid shut once more.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 7:16 am
He stared at the pink and black as Maxwell strolled out behind him. "Oh well," he sighed, "I knew his nice streak couldn't last for long."
And so, to work.
ENDEpilogue...
...from RP in HQHyTech - Maxwell ::emerges from the lift - having come from Juli's room - looking quite ruffled and a bit scratched...nevertheless whistling jauntily as he slides behind his bar::
What the - I must lock my spirits now, must I...so much for vodka. ::for a moment there looks mighty miffed, but settles down soon enough to continue whistling and retrieves ice cream from the minifridge for a concoction::
White creme de cacao... ::deftly finds it, along with the caramel liqueur, and prepares a blender:: Huh. ::eyes Cia and Zaney boredly, but looks down to pour the concoction into a hurricane glass...and waits.:: HyTech - Julien  *looking quite dejected and decidedly...unfortunate, he slinks over to the darkest corner of the counter and sinks onto the barstool* Why...why did I not learn from the sins of our fathers...HyTech - Maxwell Because you're similarly as gullible. ::grins, leans over and places the glass in Juli's hands:: Besides, I think you look quite cute in the dress. HyTech - Julien *he had taken the drink irritably and plumped back against the bartop - at Maxwell's last remark, he tilted his head, iBar glow pooling under his elbows as he looked up at him curiously* Really? HyTech - Maxwell ::an ashen look:: Don't go there. ::returns to swirling what's little left of his Absolut ruefully:: HyTech - Julien Oh, whatever. *he muttered, slumping down to moodily nurse his drink*
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