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Den of the damned - Shagohad - 11-23-2009
Milk? Milk?! MILK!? What the....Oh well. It was a game!
The tin cone took another swig. He was seeing her for the first time. He didn't like what he saw. A predator? Maybe....Hard to tell. Most people were. He was.
"Games can be fun. Even we play them."
He spoke with a softer voice. The penny taste was lost. He handed the bottle back.
Den of the damned - arvg - 11-23-2009
"No," Rikard sighed exasperatedly. "Milk... Cow, goat or Otter, I don't care... just give me a glass of milk you marsupial-minded excuse for a muppet!"
Den of the damned - lw'nafh - 11-23-2009
X turned so he had all three of them in his sight, muttering to himself.
"Hahah... Here we go... More interesting."
He scratches his snout, watching closely, listening attentively.
Den of the damned - Sarawr!? - 11-23-2009
"I only play games with my Marks....and you're not one of them, and I don't think you'd like those games very much either."
She glanced at the Order agent's eyes momentarily, took another swig of the bottle of Vodka, set it down and stood up.
"You can have the rest."
With that, she picked her rifle up and walked across the room, to a booth by the viewport, where she had originally been sitting hours before.
Stupid men...come into bars and see a woman and all they can think about is how to get laid the quickest..
Den of the damned - Shagohad - 11-23-2009
Surprise! God dammit. Oh well. Her loss. Have a chance at fun and women ruin it.
He sets the vodka aside, ignoring it. Tasted like vomit. He hated vomit.
Now to the milk man.
"I wasn't aware otters made milk. And I like muppets."
A new game was set. A new enemy was found.
Den of the damned - arvg - 11-23-2009
Rikard stared at the shot glass that had been set down before him. Something that looked suspiciously like whisky had been set inside it.
The doctor glanced up, "have you ever wondered what a Gaian snipper-fox looks like from the inside? Kind of what your daughter is going to look like if you don't fetch me a glass of milk! Go... find an Otter and milk it..."
He sighed again at the glass sitting on the bar before him, downing it as the bartender set off to find milk. It was amazingly simple, in bars like that, to get free drinks... if you were enough of a Ba....
"Do you two mind not mating in public?" Rikard snapped, turning his head. "She's in heat, and you're desperate, get a room already!"
Den of the damned - Sarawr!? - 11-23-2009
"I most certainly am NOT IN HEAT, and EVEN IF I WAS, I certainly wouldn't be wound up enough to go for HIM!"
She gestured toward the Order agent sitting at the bar as she stomped over and grabbed the idle bottle of Vodka.
"And I certainly won't let you people waste this fine drink!"
And with that, she stomped back to the other end of the bar, sat down at her table and began to drink from the bottle.
Den of the damned - lw'nafh - 11-23-2009
X looks over to Djinn, sitting alone, with a slightly aggravated expression on her face.
Anger....
Commander?
Funny how they can get so.... Angry.
Commander, you can be worse.
I know, I know...
Den of the damned - Shagohad - 11-23-2009
What...? Just...? Happened...?
Amusing. That men had more balls than Omicron Minor had rocks.
Simply amusing. And she took the vodka. And she wasn't pretty.
"Oh well. Your loss."
Another risk that had to be taken. It's fun!
Den of the damned - arvg - 11-23-2009
Rikard eyed her, a level stare.
"Your pupils are dilated and..." he sniffed the air. "You are putting out some rather powerful pheromones. Either your in heat or your cat just died." He smiled, looking over at the other gentleman. "Though procreation with this one would probably yield some good offspring. He looks to be from a sufficiently decent depth in the gene-pool... the bar tender however..."