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 Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 12:33 am
"I think you had enough Kendall" He looked at her rather serious
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 12:38 am
She laughed, not meaning to but sure enough did. "I think I've had enough too and don't be so serious." She said nudging him a bit before standing up and walking a few feet in the direction of the door, nearly stumbling but caught herself. "Don't mind me, I'll just be going to my locker room before I actually do something stupid."
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 12:43 am
"I think I'll join you Kendall" He followed her
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 12:44 am
She walked out the door with Kalos and headed to her locker room.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 12:54 am
((post in your locker room. I'll follow))
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 7:15 pm
Sander and Ego made it into the bar, both wore blue jeans, and shirts with the Dx logo on the back, and jack on the back. it read 'Oh you didn't know?!' a famous Road Dogg line. both sat down, and began ordering there drinks.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:37 pm
Misfit made it into the bar, the Dark Carnivals muscle didn't seem to impressed with anything at this point as he walked up and sat down at the counter, he slammed a fist to the table, the bartender shooting over. "Y-yes sir?" he asked. Misfit simply pointing at the glass case on the back, where a bottle of scotch sat. as the bartender began pouring, Misfit reached over taking the bottle from him.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:40 pm
Ego looked over to the big goon that just sat down. "God daamn Sander..He's as big as you." he said, nudging Dx's muscle
Sander looked over at Misfit, letting out a simple. "Ddaaah!!" he continued looking at him. "what bud, you don't talk?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:42 pm
Misfit didn't flinch, he didn't even bat an eyelash at the two men..he sat still for a few seconds, before lifting out of his seat, the half empty bottle of scotch gripped in his hand as he flipped it over, smashing the bottom of it, he glared as Sander. "Wow, Wow!" the bartender let out. "Not in here! take it to the ring guys!" he said, and as quick as Misfit turned his glare to him, he flinched back, and fell to a sitting position, skidding across the floor behind the bar.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:43 pm
Desiree was all smiles when she shoved her way into the bar. With a satisfy sigh she took a seat and tapped the counter twice with two fingers. "Two shots of my best friend Jack and make it snappy." Still held tightly in her toher hand was the latest weapon of choice, her 9 iron.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:43 pm
Sander smiled back. "Yeah chump..take it to the ring.." he let out. "I'll go get ready." he said, passing by Misfit, obviously Sander wanted to fight.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:52 pm
The bartender was cowering which meant Desiree wasn't getting her drinks. She let out a frustrated breath and slipped off the stool. Gripping the club tighter she walked around the bar until she was behind the counter. Desiree crouched down to the scared Bartender and waved the club back and forth in front of his face.
"I don't care how pissed your pants nervous you are right now. If I dont have both of those shots on the bar in the next minute I'm going to shove this club so far up your a** you'll taste it." Desiree said in a quiet but fierce voice. She stood up, straightened her skirt, and then went back to her seat.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:59 pm
Ego let out a light laugh from his spot on the counter. "She wants ya mikey!" he let out, even though he didn't know the bartenders name.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 11:02 pm
By the time Desiree had sat down the two shots were waiting for her. With a strangely pleasant smile she slid him the money and downed both shots within seconds. The bartender smartly took the empty glasses away, nervously glancing between Ego and Desiree.
Desiree licked her lips, tasting the alcohol that remained. Even more strange than the smile she had given was her lack of comment for Ego.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 11:04 pm
Ego, always saddened when he didn't get a pop of joy or hate out of some one, tried again. "Hey..Mikey!" he let out, eyes locked on Des. "Why don't you get me a Beer..and grab her somethin' perky..she looks like she needs it."
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