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Dec. 28th, 2009 08:07 pm*If you're in Domino, there's a slightly familiar scene. A shirtless, scarred up man is leaning against a wall, nursing a bottle of rum. Not ten feet from him is a knocked out man in a pin striped business suit. Kaz is standing and future Geo's been knocked out.*
"Fuckin' punks."
"Fuckin' punks."
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Date: 2009-12-29 07:02 am (UTC)*he seems impressed, and as he kicks upwards with his left foot, the shoe goes flying off, and into the air*
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Date: 2009-12-29 07:09 am (UTC)*STILL RUSHING KEKEKEKEKE*
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Date: 2009-12-29 07:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-29 07:25 am (UTC)You gonna give me a good fight then, gramps!?
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Date: 2009-12-29 07:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-29 07:40 am (UTC)*Flies back and hits the ground, but gets up, brushing himself off and rolling his armored shoulders.*
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Date: 2009-12-29 07:46 am (UTC)*he wriggles his toes and pops his knuckles. He seems to be more focused now, rather than about to fly into a rage.*
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Date: 2009-12-29 07:48 am (UTC)*pops his neck, shakes his hands out.*
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Date: 2009-12-29 07:51 am (UTC)*...he throws a full bottle of rum at your head.*
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Date: 2009-12-29 07:54 am (UTC)Aaaah. Thanks. I needed a drink.
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Date: 2009-12-29 07:57 am (UTC)"And here I was, about to start wasting perfectly good booze. I must really be losing it."
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Date: 2009-12-29 07:58 am (UTC)Hahah. No worries. I forgive ya for that.
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Date: 2009-12-29 08:03 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-12-29 08:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-29 08:10 am (UTC)*Powers down and slings Geo over his shoulder.*
Ready?