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 Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 9:42 pm
[Enter SQUIRREL GIRL] A teenage girl walked into the Iceberg Lounge; she looked relatively normal, perhaps even pretty... except for her three-foot-long, bushy tail.
"Oh, this place looks nice! Kinda cold, though," Doreen Green said to herself, before looking upwards.
"Why'd you send me here again?" she asked into the air, and waited a beat before grinning.
"Really? He's here? SWEET! Hey, Vic! Vic!" she said jogging over to Doctor Doom.
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 9:54 pm
Eira blinked. And then blinked again. Did the girl who just bounded up to Von Doom have a squirrel tail? Not that she had not seen odder things, but still.
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 10:08 pm
Doom was actually... surprised by Squirrel Girl's appearance. Victor knew that the majority of the heroes were missing... we were down to .. this. Fortunately, Doom's mask hid a multide of sins, when he addressed teh newcomer, "Please... it is Dr. Doom. What is it that you wish to speak of, child?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 10:21 pm
"Sorry, Doc-- I'll be more careful!" Doreen said to Doom happily, her semi-prehensile tail moving back and forth in her cheerfulness. "I just wanted to come say hi! I heard about that incident with Godzilla in Latveria; did he leave yet? Wait..."
She looked up again, frowning in thought. Then she smiled. "Yep, he did!"
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 10:36 pm
"You are.... well informed, Miss Green. Are you already aware of the events surrounding the Lantern Corps from the other universe?" Doom calmly looked from his seat, motioning toward an empty spot in the booth where Squirrel Girl can sit with Doom, M'Gann, Eira and Firestar.
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 10:40 pm
"Yup! And I've got a lot of juicy info about the future and stuff, but I can't tell because of contractual agreements!" Doreen said to Doom, moving over to the empty seat and sitting down. She smiled to M'gann and Eira.
"Hi! I'm Squirrel Girl! You're Miss Martian and... Eira Se... Sve... Oh, forget it. Indigo-2, I'll call you!" she said happily, curling her tail around herself.
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 10:41 pm
Firestar simply looked at Squirrel Girl with a 'plain' expression, ""Ummmm... Hello?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 10:53 pm
Doreen looked to Firestar. "Hi, Firestar! Sorry I didn't mention you; I figured I didn't have to since we're from the same universe and all," she said, still quite upbeat.
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 6:09 pm
Ozwald frowned and kept watch of everything from a distance. This was getting to be....rather annoying. Having so many costumes come into his Lounge. Making his usual customers nervous...
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 6:48 pm
Eira gave the tailed girl a look of utter amusement. She spoke about as much as her sister did. The thought of Bri made Eira wince, and glance down at her hands. She sipped her drink, "Yes, that would be me. Though Indigo may not like sharing her name..."
M'gann on the other hand, smiled brightly at Squirrel Girl. "You can call me M'gann."
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 8:53 am
Doom leaned back slightly in the booth looking all around, "Now that introductions have been made, perhaps we can get down to business?"
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 1:59 pm
[Enter Agent Clint Barton from S.H.I.E.L.D.]
The doors to the lounge opened as Clint moved into the room silently. He wore a regular pair of blue jeans, a white t-shirt, and a black jacket with shades on covering his eyes. He moved through the room, stopping by random people making quick small talk before moving on. This was to make him less suspicious, and blend into the crowd more. Finally, Clint arrived to a booth not too far from Doom's booth. Clint sat facing towards Doom but with his head turned away as if his attention was somewhere else. Though in reality, Clint's eyes, ears, and full attention was on Doom. Beneath the table, his hand gripped the hilt of his pistol, ready for action if needed.
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 11:11 am
Unfortunately, "blending in" wasn't that much of a possibility with the way he had entered the high-class Lounge. Eighty percent of the patrons were rich and wearing something that was just a tad more than casual. If they were in casual attire, they needed to stop at the front to get checked in rather than just walk by the waiters and guards.
If they did, they immediately caught the attention of security cameras, waitresses, and guards. Especially after all of the uninvited guests the Penguin had been having recently.
A few of the guards moved into a better position around the tables that Doom and the Lanterns were seated, as well as the new uninvited guest.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 12:28 pm
Barton noticed the shift in security around the lounge. He glanced around, wondering what caused the sudden shift, then he realized the attire of everyone else. Cursing under his breath, he could hear Black Widow's voice in his head saying 'The first rule to be unnoticed is to have your outfit blend in with the rest'. It was a rookie mistake on Clint's part, he was use to working with common thugs over the past few days, he wasn't properly prepared for a social event like this one.
Scanning the area, he had to act quickly and recover his cover before he got more attention then he needed. He first spotted a man moving towards the bathroom by himself. Then his eyes spotted a waiter sneaking out back to grab a quick smoke.
Standing up from the booth, he moved calmly across the lounge before exiting out the same door the waiter exited out of. His eyes watched the guards as he did so, waiting to see if they moved.
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 12:34 pm
The guards that had been around the table didn't move after him, but muttered something into their watches. A few guards standing near the back enterance turned and took note of the man, but made no move to go after him just yet.
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