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Post by madstalin on Mar 25, 2008 16:24:38 GMT -5
Thief gave a weary smile agan and raised a hand in greetings. "A pleasure."
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 31, 2008 16:01:49 GMT -5
“You want another beer, Cassie?” Frank let out a heavy sigh at Xander’s sudden appearance.
“Yeah, he has my cash.” She nodded, drinking the last of her beer. Frank glanced at Thief, nodding towards the bar.
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Post by madstalin on Mar 31, 2008 16:03:51 GMT -5
Thief handed him the rest of Cass's cash and followed him over to the bar, ready to get another drink for himself.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 31, 2008 16:19:24 GMT -5
“Hey, Billy.” Frank grinned at the bartender, placing himself on a stool. “Wanna card me?”
The man looked him over and grunted, placing a shot and a beer in front of Frank.
“You make me feel like an old man!” Frank complained, earning another grunt from Billy before he moved on to Thief.
“You want the same as the last?”
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Post by madstalin on Mar 31, 2008 16:30:10 GMT -5
"Yeah, same again." His sleepy eyes moved up to the bartender, and then to the stool before he sat. Thief lit up a new cigarette and held up the carton of them to Frank.
"Cancer?"
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 31, 2008 16:36:20 GMT -5
“Not yet.” Frank gave a wry grin, helping himself to one but downing his shot before lighting it. He fell silent until Billy brought the other drink, finally venturing, “Was it a long drive from around?”
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Post by madstalin on Mar 31, 2008 16:41:29 GMT -5
Thief retrieved his drink, sniffed it, and took a big gulp. "Good year.." He paused.
"Didn't drive. Just pushed my stuff and myself about as long as the wheels would hold up." Thief grinned.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 31, 2008 16:48:16 GMT -5
“Shit luck,” Frank chuckled, signaling for another drink. “Ending up here.”
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Post by madstalin on Mar 31, 2008 16:56:55 GMT -5
Thief downed his glass and chewed on some of the ice. "Nice place to me. Beats the city."
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 31, 2008 17:04:09 GMT -5
“Room to run.” Frank shrugged, ashing his cigarette on the floor. “But it’s boring as hell.”
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Post by madstalin on Mar 31, 2008 17:13:47 GMT -5
"I'm not an athletic guy, myself.." He trailed off and chewed on another chunk of ice.
"So what is there to do around here, anyway?"
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 31, 2008 17:19:51 GMT -5
“Get trashed.” Frank snorted. “Run around in the fur. Told you, man, it’s boring.”
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Post by madstalin on Mar 31, 2008 17:27:47 GMT -5
"Shit. Sounds like I finally have the chance to fuckin' settle down. No more being chased by shitfaced italians. I told them it's none of their damn money.." he mumbled.
"I was thinking about becoming a teacher." Thief cocked an eyebrow and glanced to Frank's direction.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 31, 2008 17:36:50 GMT -5
“I fuckin’ hate kids.” Frank grumbled, ignoring the Italian comment for the moment.
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Post by madstalin on Mar 31, 2008 17:41:54 GMT -5
"I fuckin love kids!" Thief suddenly felt warmhearted as he lit up a new cigarette.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 31, 2008 17:45:53 GMT -5
“Yeah?” Frank snorted darkly. “How many kids do you even know?”
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Post by madstalin on Mar 31, 2008 18:26:51 GMT -5
"I had my own kids' home back then, I was kind of a foster father. I probably have some kids of my own but I don't know them." He felt a wave of nostalgia wash over his brain.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 31, 2008 18:34:55 GMT -5
“Shit, man.” Frank glanced at him sideways, glass poised at his lips. “How old are you?”
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Post by madstalin on Mar 31, 2008 18:37:34 GMT -5
"Thirties." He crunched on another icecube unmovingly.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 31, 2008 18:41:18 GMT -5
“No need to be sensitive, pretty lady.” Frank jeered. “You look real good for your age.”
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