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 Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 10:57 pm
Yeah that dirty b*****d and his Wolvie whoring. Eh whatever, I'll get my teeth back from that smug little mut when I smash his face in and claw his heart out.
*takes a long drink and slams the bottle down*
So when's this goin down already.
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 11:03 pm
Victor Creed Yeah that dirty b*****d and his Wolvie whoring. Eh whatever, I'll get my teeth back from that smug little mut when I smash his face in and claw his heart out. I hope you sell tickets. Victor Creed *takes a long drink and slams the bottle down*
So when's this goin down already. Hm?
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 11:12 pm
*looks to Jean.*
Nothin, just nothin.
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 11:14 pm
Victor Creed *looks to Jean.*
Nothin, just nothin. I'd press you further, but I must be off. Previous engagement. Enjoy the beer.
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 11:17 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 11:58 pm
Hey Vic, you'll never guess what I stole from the Avengers. xd
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2005 11:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 12:02 am
*Rolls up his sleeve to show Victor a device strapped to his wrist with an attached pressure plate on his palm. The device has a small canister attached to a tube with a small nozzle on it below the pressure plate.*
Put some empty cans on the bar.
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 12:03 am
... is that ... wait I thought he didn't need em anymore.
*walks over and puts some cans on he bar counter.*
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 12:06 am
He doesn't, but he kept the schematics and the chemical formula for the fluid on his computer. More than enough for my maker to go on.
*Spider fires smalls gobs of webbing at the cans, missing the first three shots, and knocking a can clean off the bar on his fourth try.*
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 12:14 am
*Watches and starts to laugh*
Heh, now that's funny. Oh and hey Mr. Pres...
*takes a few files from his carry sack and tosses them across the table. The Files read with such names as Hawkins V, Grayson D, Howlette J, and others.*
AIM owed me fer a job I did a while ago. You can' believe the stuff they got on some people.
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 12:27 am
*Starts flipping through the folders, pausing to photograph each page with his glasses.*
Nice work. Very nice work.
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 12:29 am
Good thing you know the wolf. I couldn't find s**t on him anywhere. He's gonna be a big problem. Well him and that "god" Sentry.
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 12:48 am
*sashays in with a mischievious smile on her face, one hand on a hip and the other over her heart, eyeing first Spider and then Creed*
"My oh my, and just what are two gentlemen such as yourselves doing in on a fine evening such as this?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2005 12:56 am
*Slides the folder into his bag, and pulls out a flashbang, flinging it at Emma and runs for the door.*
Vic, close your eyes!
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