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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 6:55 pm
*has a seat at the bar beside Scott and glances back to Selina*
Don't you have some litterbox you should be squatting in? stare
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 6:56 pm
s**t! I forgot he was doing that today! I got a fight with- Never mind, that's not important. I should've been more attentive.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 6:57 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 6:57 pm
Mr. Scott Summers Ms. Selina Kyle Ignore Emma. She covers her grief by prentending to be Joan Crawford. She slips into the roll with unsurprising ease. Oh yes, let's do start with the cat fights. Or not. Said the man who wanted the crazed clown to stick needles into a frightened wife. *nips behind the bar and pours a few scotches* Anyone need a belt? This seems the right occassion. We can toast wally's special day and hope for the best.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 6:58 pm
*Discreetly catches Harley's attention and directs it towards Selina.* Cops do it all the time, Selina. Why do you think they're always offering you a coffee or tea when they tell you bad news? It's spiked with valium to keep you under control, that's why.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 6:59 pm
Ms Emma Frost *has a seat at the bar beside Scott and glances back to Selina* Don't you have some litterbox you should be squatting in? stare Now Joan, be civil. I know it doesn't come naturally, but it's a mark of good breeding to not be a kennel b***h. *brings Emma a scotch* Here, drown your sorrows, it will keep your mouth occupied. *brings a scotch to Richard* Do you know Linda's number? I can't find it and I think she should be notified.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:00 pm
*reaches over the bar and grabs her own glass and bottle of red wine*
Oh yes by all means. The man was found in his tacky skivvies, money missing from the guild account and he's babbling like a buffoon. Drink up everyone!
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:00 pm
*Sneaks towards Selina on tip toe with a syringe at the ready.* ninja
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:00 pm
I'm going to go see what I can do.
*takes off after Bigby and Iris*
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:01 pm
Oh I will. *Downs both shots of Scotch.*
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:02 pm
I wouldn't if I were you, Quinn. Unless you wanna be picking bits of your eardrums out of the wall. Selina's an Honorary Bird.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:02 pm
Richard Rider I'm going to go see what I can do.*takes off after Bigby and Iris* Great, I'm left here with the loonies, a b***h and her pup. *raises her glass* Here's to Wally, may he speed into his recovery as fast as he does everything else.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:03 pm
Ms. Selina Kyle Do you know Linda's number? I can't find it and I think she should be notified. She's already been notified dear. *taps her temple and pours her glass of wine* Scotch Selina is above a lady's calling, though I do thank you for the gesture.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:04 pm
Dinah Lance I wouldn't if I were you, Quinn. Unless you wanna be picking bits of your eardrums out of the wall. Selina's an Honorary Bird. You. I've never liked you. *Hyenas tug on their leashes, "laughing" at Dinah.*
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:05 pm
Doctor Harleen Quinzell Dinah Lance I wouldn't if I were you, Quinn. Unless you wanna be picking bits of your eardrums out of the wall. Selina's an Honorary Bird. You. I've never liked you. *Hyenas tug on their leashes, "laughing" at Dinah.* Then at least I did something right with my life.
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