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Post by madstalin on Apr 13, 2008 13:24:22 GMT -5
"You know what I mean." Thief also smiled a little behind his cigarette and pushed some of his hair behind his ears out of his face.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Apr 14, 2008 7:41:03 GMT -5
"You expected the mafia to be all chummy?" Frank laughed. "I know better than that."
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Post by madstalin on Apr 14, 2008 19:53:42 GMT -5
"Yeah, you like the mask?" He pointed to his face.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Apr 15, 2008 23:25:33 GMT -5
Frank raised an eyebrow at him but kept his mouth shut, not quite sure what the make of the question.
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Post by madstalin on Apr 16, 2008 9:28:22 GMT -5
"Hope nobody stole my shit back home." Thief put a new cigarette in his outh.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Apr 16, 2008 12:18:26 GMT -5
“You’re a fuckin’ weirdo.” Frank let out a heavy sigh, finishing off his drink.
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Post by madstalin on Apr 17, 2008 11:41:45 GMT -5
Thief raised an eyebrow to Frank's statement. "Quick to judge, are we?"
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Post by Jack Lupus on Apr 17, 2008 20:20:17 GMT -5
“Didn’t mean to offend.” Frank gave a cooked grin, which might have looked slightly more apologetic and less like a snarl without the flash of white teeth, before letting a brief pause elapse. “But you’re not exactly the picture of normal now, are you?”
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Post by madstalin on Apr 17, 2008 20:50:10 GMT -5
"I'm my own person, you could say." He took a drag and exhaled through his nose.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Apr 17, 2008 21:03:27 GMT -5
“Whatever.” Frank turned his head to hide a smirk, muttering under his breath, “Weirdo.”
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Post by madstalin on Apr 18, 2008 16:07:16 GMT -5
"And you're so normal, yourself?" Thief smirked behind his glass.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Apr 19, 2008 8:29:56 GMT -5
“More’en you, yeah.” Frank gave a lopsided grin which quickly turned to a smirk as Cass reached over his shoulder for her beer.
“Too busy flirting to bring me my beer?” She took a swig, shooting a smile at Thief. “He talking your ear off?”
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Post by madstalin on Apr 19, 2008 10:12:35 GMT -5
Thief pushed his hair from his face with one hand. His eyes smiled, "Sorry, lost track of time."
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Post by Loki on Apr 19, 2008 10:38:22 GMT -5
Loki stepped off the 2210 greyhound bus, stretching out all his limbs. He'd spent 11 hours straight on that thing, next time he'd fly. He looked to the logo and chuckled slighltly.
He threw his army surplus backpack over his shoulder and headed down the road. It was night and he was a mile from the bar but he could smell it already.
He wondered in with the hood over his head, the place was quiet in the physical sence, not many people but it was loud enough.
Music was playing in the background and he chose a 'quiet' corner of the bar to throw down his bag. He beckoned the barmen over with a look and made a food order that was inaudable to anyone else.
He ordered a beer and paid for it straight away. He sat back down legs resting on the table, he rustled a PDA out of his pocket.
The screen illuminated the lower part of his face, the part not darkened by the hood. The light contrasted heavily with the low lit bar. There were messages offering jobs, he wasn't interested, he came to this small town to get away from it all, somewhere out of the way... He shut it off and put it in his bag.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Apr 19, 2008 13:03:37 GMT -5
Frank’s head snapped towards the flash of light. He hadn’t seen the guy come in and that was enough to set off warning bells.
“Well I’m glad Frank finally made a friend.” Cass grinned before nudging Frank without looking at him. “It’s not nice to stare.”
“Oi!” Frank waved Cass off, yelling at the new kid. “Come have a drink.”
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Post by Loki on Apr 19, 2008 13:52:58 GMT -5
Loki raised his head from solace, he made a quick left and right to confirm it was him the person was shouting to, he stood up, lifted his hood and came over to them holding his drink. He took a sip, sighing and closing his eyes in refreshment.
He stood next to them, opening his eyes to look Frank in his, "I have one thanks." He smiled, speaking in a standard american accent.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Apr 19, 2008 15:28:13 GMT -5
“Hi.” Cass grinned a little, finishing off her beer and poking at Frank to get her another one. Frank ignored her temporarily, something he didn’t do often.
“You new or something?” He frowned. “I haven’t seen you here before.”
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Post by Loki on Apr 19, 2008 15:56:15 GMT -5
He took a seat across from them resting his bottle on the table and leaning both elbows behind him in a relaxed position.
"Yeah, just got into town, I was looking for somewhere quiet to stay off the grid for a while, I'm taking a break from work."
Just as he finished his sentence a waitress came out with large rare steak, "Thanks." He started to season.
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Post by madstalin on Apr 19, 2008 21:27:34 GMT -5
Thief turned to the new guy as well. "Sounds like we got a few things on common." A crooked smirk formed a line on his face.
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Post by Loki on Apr 20, 2008 4:11:46 GMT -5
"Sure does." He finished seasoning and took a good cut of the steak, cutting along the grain, he began to eat.
Before it even arrived on the table he new it was an average piece of meat but he didn't expect much.
He continued. "So what do you kids do round here for fun?"
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