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 Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 2:17 am
Victor Creed *Glares at Raven*
Maybe I should rethink your useful ness in my goals Mystique, you care too much for them and it sickens me...
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 2:18 am
Raven_Darkholme Victor Creed *Looks down at his opponent and oddly strains not to finish it.*
No, not ... now.
*He then feels a slight pain in his neck and staggers. He reaches back and pulls the dart out.*
Such ignorance even from a teacher. And you Raven, baroque display, if i didn't knock her out she would have just kept getting back up. And what is this piddly little toy? I'm done here, I have the info that I needed. (Too bad that doesn't really help with all the upgrades he got at weapon xp x xp xp )
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 2:18 am
*Murmers softly in Emma's arms*
Creeeedd...
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 2:19 am
Ms Emma Frost If you ever hurt her again Creed...
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 2:21 am
*Victor begins to feel something slitering around his feet in the darkness of his shadow. Something, cold, slimy, and very unpleasant. The clicking of Italian leather shoes can be heard coming down the street, and stops a few feet away from the group, just enough to see Jackie Estacado framed by the dirty streetlight above him.*
It wasn't you that hurt the girl, was it?
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 2:21 am
*Looks up innocently from her soaps*
Why is everybody so uptight?
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 2:21 am
Victor Creed (Too bad that doesn't really help with all the upgrades he got at weapon xp x xp xp )
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 2:23 am
Victor Creed Ms Emma Frost If you ever hurt her again Creed... I'm sorry Poodle but is that supposed to scare me?
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 2:23 am
Well well ... rrr ... Money meat, today isn't yer day fer me to hold yer bleeding heart in my hand. That'll be another day, ha ha ha!
*Leaps off the ground and climbs up the side of a building. Leaving for his next destination on the rooftops.*
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 2:24 am
*Flicks his zippo open and lights up a fresh cigarette, walking into the light in front of the bar.* You ladies doing okay?
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 2:24 am
Hunh! Why is he leaving in such a hurry? You'd think he just beat the snot out of somebody!
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 2:25 am
*glares* I hope he falls and busts his $&%$^@#!
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 2:26 am
Ms Emma Frost *glares* I hope he falls and busts his $&%$^@#! If there's anything I hate, it's to see a pretty lady upset.
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 2:27 am
Jackie_Estacado *Flicks his zippo open and lights up a fresh cigarette, walking into the light in front of the bar.* You ladies doing okay? Oh if you call trying to break up a mutant French poodle beating up a child then yes, we're just ducky.
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Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 2:28 am
*Looks at her tranquilizer gun.* It's been good baby, but we need to trade you in for something new. *le sigh*
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