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 Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 9:23 pm
Lar Gand My wife is missing, Mrs. Darkholme. That is what's "eating" me at the moment.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 9:27 pm
Since the battle with the Fatal 500 the Legion and the Titans had. Laurel and I ended up here, but I haven't been able to find the rest, including Tasmia... cry
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 9:32 pm
I bet for de right place, Raven could find anyone, eh chere?
*slides Raven a black zombie*
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 9:38 pm
It's Ms. there is no Mr. Darkholme so to speak. *Sniffs at the drink* What are you trying to drug me with this time, Remy? I thought I made it perfectly clear that it wouldn't take drugs to get a yes out of me so enough with the Jean Loring already.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 9:40 pm
I don't think the Lady Wagner has the resources at this time to find my wife, Mr. LeBeau. Wally does though. His connections to the JLA and his ability to travel through time via the Speed Force make him ideal for this type of mission. However, if he's not available, I'll manage.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 9:52 pm
"The Lady Wagner", which I will castrate you for if you say it again, has access to the entire US Department of defence, also known as the Pentagon. I can find your woman, if I want to.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 10:05 pm
Time lays bare all our secrets, Miss Darkholme. I can't understand why you would not acknowledge your past.
My wife is Tasmia Mallor Gand, the Shadow Champion of Talok VII. She may using the names of either Shadow Lass or Umbra. If you can find her, I would be grateful.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 10:14 pm
Lar Gand Time lays bare all our secrets, Miss Darkholme. I can't understand why you would not acknowledge your past. My wife is Tasmia Mallor Gand, the Shadow Champion of Talok VII. She may using the names of either Shadow Lass or Umbra. If you can find her, I would be grateful.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 10:20 pm
As you wish, Miss Darkholme. After a thousound years, sometimes the past is all I have. I consider it...precious to me. I'll be leaving now.
*flys out the door*
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 10:27 pm
Raven_Darkholme Lar Gand Time lays bare all our secrets, Miss Darkholme. I can't understand why you would not acknowledge your past. My wife is Tasmia Mallor Gand, the Shadow Champion of Talok VII. She may using the names of either Shadow Lass or Umbra. If you can find her, I would be grateful. I do hope you're referring to Grayson and not Kurt.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 10:27 pm
*Drinks the black zombie down in one gulp.*....... ********>
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 10:29 pm
Jimaine Szardos I do hope you're referring to Grayson and not Kurt.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 3:40 am
*wanders into Bistro yawning*
Uuuuuuuh...that's the last time I let 'em talk me into drinkin' one'a those...gnirb em emos reztles-akla...
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 4:04 am
*looks around* Man, it's quiet. I must've caught them between shifts...
*hops bar and makes a cup of tea*
Can't believe that damn Teekl got loaded on apple schnapps and then ralfed on my stage costume...stupid cat...draaga....thing. Still, nice of Klarion to offer to clean it for me. Good thing I had my slobbing-around-the-house clothes in my Top Hat of Holding +3.
*looks around to make sure no one's about*
*scratches butt* Aaaaaah, that's the stuff.
*pulls battered paperback from hat, and sits down heavily in booth. Idly thumbs through the pages and has internal monologue* You've had this pair of Johnny-boy's jeans so long they must count as stolen by now, Little-Miss-Justice-Leaguer. Gonna have to given 'em back one day, or they won't invite you to the sleepovers anymore. Or let you into the treehouse. Yeah. Next time I see John, I'll give them back. Even if they do smell of memories, no matter how many times you wash them. If you can apply the word "memories" to an ingrained smell of cigarette smoke and week-old aftershave.
*head slumps against chest, hat falls down over eyes. Muffled snoring ensues*
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 10:08 am
: razz arks a horse and cart outside filled with four bodies and comes inside::
Ah'd like tah wet mah whistle on account'a Ah promised one'a these Owlhoots Ah'd piss on his grave after buryin' him.
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