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 Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 7:39 pm
"Well, let's just see it unfold, got a cellphone on you? Might need to get 911." Bing searched his pockets for his phone, but he left it in the car.
He crossed his arms and kept watching.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 7:41 pm
Alan took back his collar. "You should give a damn. I'm Alan Murrow!" He looked around to see if anyone had heard him. Frenchy was watching...and so were a couple of young guys in another aisle. "And I don't need to apologize! He ran into me!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 7:42 pm
Michel really didn't want a fight. He walked up to were the two men were and stood between the two. "Listen." He said to James, "if Monsieur politician wants to be rude, let him." He grinned a little as he turned to face the politician, Alan Murrow, "Might not go so well for campaign though, eh? People don't like a racist politician, what with all of us immigrants and all."
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 7:45 pm
James let Michel step in. "Alan who now? Never heard of you. All you sound like to me is a whiny baby. And you ran into him. I was standing right by both of you and I saw you. Oh and one more thing." James moved to his left to avoid hitting Michel and swung with his left hook.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 7:45 pm
Still not glancing around, Ryan replied back to the other guy. "I don't have my cell with me, but someone may want to call the police. I know one of those guys, and he will start a fight."
Ryan however, made no move to go to the clerk, unable to tear his eyes away from the approaching train wreck.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 7:53 pm
"Eh, we're in a room full of medical supplies and junk, we'll manage without a ambulance." Bing said, giving a little space between him and the impending brawl. He watched, ready to leap back if the fight got out of control.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 7:54 pm
Alan turned to the Frenchman in exaspiration. "I'm not a politician, I'm a pundit." He started to give a smarmy grin. "You might not have those in your--"
Alan didn't have the chance to finish. The young man's fist collided with Alan's forehead, hitting the top of his sunglasses. Alan reeled back, blood pooling at a small cut above his eyebrow. The dark glass cracked. Lucky for Alan, the glasses blocked the majority of the blow.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 8:00 pm
"Working on a ranch to pay for college helps build musscle. Now apologise before you end up with a matching set of those." James said indicating the cut.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 8:04 pm
Oh no. This was not going to turn out well. Rather calmly, Michel walked backwards to the other to guys who where standing out of harms way. There was really nothing he could do at this point. Besides, who cared if he was a damn pundit or a politician? All that mattered was that he was a real a**. What did he have against French anyways?
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 8:12 pm
Ryan sighed and rubbed the scars on his face, a nervous habit. This was not going to end well. From what the one guy was saying, he was slightly famous. Ryan really did not want to give a statement to police or have reporters hounding him. It really would be good idea to walk away, but he was transfixed by the fight.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 8:18 pm
Alan looked at the young man in shock. "You...you hit me..." In his shock, he barely noticed the Frenchman walk away.
The shock, however, didn't last long. Soon, hot anger flushed his face. "You HIT ME! I have a show tomorrow! There's no way this will heal in time!"
"What's your name?? Tell me your name so I can tell my lawyer!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 8:26 pm
"Of course I hit you nitwit. You're acting like an a*****e. It doesn't matter what your job is. You should have the common courtousy to apologise to someone that you bump into. Even more so if they can ruin you career. Especialy sence I'm sure that the store has cameras. And just lucky for me I happen to be good friends with the owner. So would you like to try again?" James ignored the ask of his name. Like he was stupid enough to give it to the man just to be sued.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 8:37 pm
Alan looked around furitively. Cameras? s**t.
Alan backed away. Even if the man was bluffing, he couldn't afford to be arrested. Especially with the fake prescription he was carrying.
Alan started to back out of the store. He turned to the Frenchman, standing near the two other men in the other aisle.
"I'm...sorry," Alan choked out. You should say sorry for not supporting our war, he thought.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 8:39 pm
"Now get out of here before I call the cops on you for a hate crime based on nationality."
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 8:43 pm
Now that the fight was over, Ryan decided he really didn't feel like talking to that other guy. He quietly moved down another aisle, and made his way out of the back of the store, realizing as he did that he hadn't bought a snack. Oh well.
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