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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 1:06 am
"Mr. Gibberfritz, I'm so glad you're here. I was worrying about when you'd get in, especially with the storm coming," Reman says, with a nod.
"As for our guest here, who is knocked out on the floor, it seems he drank his fill, started headbanging and hit his head, collapsing onto the floor. Is there anything we can do, Mr. Gibberfritz?"
((Ooc: I'll wait for a response to these 2 posts before continuing.))
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 12:15 pm
The Shinobi wakes up and sees a strange man with his friend. "Get away from my friends you!! thing." He says as he gives the doctor a swing across the face.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 9:07 pm
The swing connects with Mr. Gibberfritz's nose. He swears, stumbling away. The contact had given him a bloody nose.
"What the f***!" he curses, holding his nose, "I was just trying to help a bit!"
He groans as he takes a seat at the bar, "Wendy, I'd like an icepack."
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 9:14 pm
"Oh my goodness!" the brunette says, rushing to grab an icepack for the man.
She comes back, giving it to the tan man, before approaching the man who had knocked him in the nose.
She stands in a firm position before saying authoritatively, "You get one warning, sir, and that is all. I will not have any, and I repeat any, fighting in my business. Also, to add more to it, you've hit my business partner who is a doctor, the business account, and the business representative. You're lucky that I am only giving you a warning.
"Now, you have received your one warning. Once more, with Mr. Gibberfritz or with anyone else, you are going to be kicked out of here permanently. Do I make myself clear?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 10:13 pm
"Bloody impulsive demon," the elf mutters to himself, knowing that he might get killed for it but that was a risk he was willing to take. It was rare that he hid what was on his mind and at times he could be brutally honest.
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 10:51 pm
"Well at least I'm no half breed!" He says as he punches the doctor in face again. "I'm off, see ya around" He says as he leaves.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 9:25 am
Luckily for Mr. Gibberfritz, the punch had landed on his cheek and, though it hurt, it didn't cause much damage. Wendy Reman could tell this when she took a look at it.
"No, you won't see me around, sir," she mutters, glaring at the door he had just left from, "You're not welcome back in here unless you radically change your attitude, sir. It's not polite to punch anyone and that's final."
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 9:28 am
"What the f*** was that for?" Mr. Gibberfritz asks, gently touching his cheek, "Just because he may be demon doesn't mean he has the right to go around handing out punches like candy."
He sighs, thankful that his nose has stopped bleeding as he puts the icepack on his cheek, "Wendy, I have something to talk to you about. It's dealing with an expansion of the business."
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 12:25 pm
"Well its right when you don't need help." The demon says.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 9:49 pm
"What do you mean you don't need help?" Darian asks, confused, "You smashed your head aginst a wall. And what did you mean when you said at least you aren't a half breed? I'm a pure blood elf."
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 9:55 pm
The brunette restaurant owner points to the door, "Mr. Moonleaf, please follow him outside with this one if you wish to continue this conversation. He may be able to hear you from outside, but I wish you two to be out there in case a fight or argument happens."
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 10:12 pm
"I know better than to fight a demon," Darian replies, "I found that out the hard way. Barely made it out alive. Never made that mistake again and I don't plan to start now."
(OOC xd Wendy doesn't even know Darian used to be called Mr. Ownage. Why is she calling him Mr. Ownage?)
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 10:19 pm
She nods saying, "That's wise."
After picking up a rag, she starts to clean the bar again as she asks, "What was it you wanted to talk about, Mr. Gibberfritz? Something about an expansion?"
((Ooc: Whoops! redface Sorry, Mr.Ownage. I guess it slipped past me without realizing it... I fixed it, though.))
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 10:31 pm
The elf sits silently in his chair, not wanting to interfere with what could be considered a business meeting.
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