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 Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 10:01 pm
Cassandra Wu-San Cain ::makes a face:: Ouch. I are in pain right now. I want Ice cream. ::She said almost kidishly::
I can't believe I -OUCH- Lost.
*Daubs some of the blood off her with his cape, then hops up and over the bar to scrounge for ice.*
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 10:02 pm
* Goes back to the future, where he is safe and understands things*
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 10:02 pm
Victor Creed Damian Wayne I am not easily broken, Wu-san. My mother saw to that.
Boy, same goes fer you. You thinking about taking a man who's been through near;y as many lives as that grand dad a yers? I'd like ta see ya try, cuz when the red rage comes then, I won't stop it till I've tasted yer blood.
*He bends down, and grins, his eyes starting to milk over*
VICTOR STOP IT! He's a kid.
Thank you Damian.. ::Smiles at him::
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 10:04 pm
Victor Creed Damian Wayne I am not easily broken, Wu-san. My mother saw to that.
Boy, same goes fer you. You thinking about taking a man who's been through near;y as many lives as that grand dad a yers? I'd like ta see ya try, cuz when the red rage comes then, I won't stop it till I've tasted yer blood.
*He bends down, and grins, his eyes starting to milk over*
You are not a warrior, Victor Creed, nor has your "illustrious" career of being thwarted at every turn by the X-Men validated your name. You are simply a force of nature, brutish and unfocused. You lack discipline and hygiene.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 10:05 pm
((It's edited, I got you ice cream xd ))
*He looks at her with a grin*
I ouldn't hurt the boy, that just ain't me. Kid just needs ta be scared a bit.
*He walks to the freezer and pulls out some ice cream for her as well as a large amount of ice for her wounds.*
Ya want chocolate or Phish Food?
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 10:07 pm
Chocolate. I like Chocolate.
But still. This kid is like.. ::Hugs Damian:: My own. He's so much like me!
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 10:08 pm
Enters "The Bistro" Looking for a fight.
stare
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 10:08 pm
*Perches beside Cassandra, protectively, flinching when she hugs him.*
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 10:10 pm
*slips her katana back into it's place and shakes her head, snickering lightly.* He has one thing I do not, batgirl. That's regenative capabilities. *shrugs and goes back to make herself a stiff drink.*
I really need to read those batgirl books.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 10:12 pm
Damian Wayne Victor Creed Damian Wayne I am not easily broken, Wu-san. My mother saw to that.
Boy, same goes fer you. You thinking about taking a man who's been through near;y as many lives as that grand dad a yers? I'd like ta see ya try, cuz when the red rage comes then, I won't stop it till I've tasted yer blood.
*He bends down, and grins, his eyes starting to milk over*
You are not a warrior, Victor Creed, nor has your "illustrious" career of being thwarted at every turn by the X-Men validated your name. You are simply a force of nature, brutish and unfocused. You lack discipline and hygiene.
And you are a nothing but a mere after thought in the history of the Bat, a sorry excuse of a clone made in a lab in the hopes of a fallen woman for the love of a heartless man. To say that a pathetic child such as yerself could even stand in his shadow, let alone not drown in the vast sea of his name would be lunacy. I'm an animal, and I've stated that before. But you call me unfocused, you deny me the right of name on the field of blood where I've killed more than you can count for country, fame, fortune, or my own joy, then you should shut yer little yap right now. Now how bout ya sit down and enjoy some chocolate.
*Gives the ice cream to Cass and tosses a pint to the boy*
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 10:14 pm
*flies around the bistro*
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 10:14 pm
Damian Wayne *Perches beside Cassandra, protectively, flinching when she hugs him.*
::ruffles Damian's Hair:: He doesn't know what he's talking about. I still Love you My Little Bird.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 10:16 pm
Victor Creed
And you are a nothing but a mere after thought in the history of the Bat, a sorry excuse of a clone made in a lab in the hopes of a fallen woman for the love of a heartless man. To say that a pathetic child such as yerself could even stand in his shadow, let alone not drown in the vast sea of his name would be lunacy. I'm an animal, and I've stated that before. But you call me unfocused, you deny me the right of name on the field of blood where I've killed more than you can count for country, fame, fortune, or my own joy, then you should shut yer little yap right now. Now how bout ya sit down and enjoy some chocolate.
*Gives the ice cream to Cass and tosses a pint to the boy*
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 10:17 pm
Cassandra Wu-San Cain Damian Wayne *Perches beside Cassandra, protectively, flinching when she hugs him.*
::ruffles Damian's Hair:: He doesn't know what he's talking about. I still Love you My Little Bird.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 10:19 pm
*Watches the kid and laughs, seeing great potential and tenacity in him. He grabs a few beers and sits in a booth*
Heh heh heh, well let's see. Fire sword cauterizing the wound, not allowing it to heal. That's dangerous around me.
*He digs his claws into himself and cuts the burned flesh away with a low growl from the pain. Blood spurts on the booth as his healing factor kicks in and his side slowly rebuilds.*
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