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Post by blahdiddy2003 on Jul 11, 2011 14:15:24 GMT -5
"Not really, I don't really look at the news since I'm of a drifter..you know..homeless."
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Post by bobbyd on Jul 11, 2011 14:40:10 GMT -5
D: <----This was exactly the face he had, partially from feeling bad for the little guy. "Well...It did happen near here, I was just curious is all." He looked away for a second. "Um, let me bye you a drink."
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Post by blahdiddy2003 on Jul 11, 2011 14:46:49 GMT -5
Rubber grinned. "Thanks...Sorry I didn't mean to cause that reaction. Let's just say I'm not from around here. So they know who did it?"
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Post by bobbyd on Jul 11, 2011 14:55:24 GMT -5
"They SAY it's some guy named Slade, but I've met the guy, he doesn't seem the type. Real smooth guy, strong chin, quick wit. Real stand up kind of guy." (You are such bull shit.) ("I know.") He thought with a smirk.
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Post by blahdiddy2003 on Jul 11, 2011 15:11:02 GMT -5
"....And you are..?" The duck asked as he raised a rim of his goggles,grabbing his drink.
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Post by bobbyd on Jul 11, 2011 15:59:29 GMT -5
"...Wade. Call me Wade." said Slade in an almost whispering tone. He looked down as if he was remembering something. (That's very touching of you Slade.)
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Post by blahdiddy2003 on Jul 11, 2011 16:09:50 GMT -5
"Name's Howard.. pleased to meetcha Wade." He said softly as he drank his beer slowly.
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Post by bobbyd on Jul 11, 2011 16:31:22 GMT -5
"Likewise." he said lowering his scarf so he could drink his beer. (Aren't you supposed to be investigating who framed you?) ("True, but I'm sure Azzy's got this.")
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Post by blahdiddy2003 on Jul 11, 2011 16:58:12 GMT -5
"You seem kinda calm for seeing a talking duck in goggles and a red onesie,Wade." He commented as he drank.
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Post by pullmeunder on Jul 11, 2011 19:42:40 GMT -5
Outside the bar, tucked away in the shadows, Azrael stood, dialing a cellphone. He had remembered the face of the young man that Slade had been going at it with as a man who came to his church seeking advice. He dialed up Julian Hardy's number, waiting for an answer.
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Post by bobbyd on Jul 11, 2011 19:54:19 GMT -5
"This is a mutant bar and I'm a guy covered in cancer. Not much I haven't seen." said Slade.
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Post by blahdiddy2003 on Jul 11, 2011 19:58:41 GMT -5
"It is? Cool...I didn't notice." He drank..then looked to him. "Wait,Cancer?"
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Post by bobbyd on Jul 11, 2011 20:15:07 GMT -5
"No big deal. Makes the ladies sympathize for me." said Slade.
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Post by blahdiddy2003 on Jul 11, 2011 20:51:08 GMT -5
"..I need to figure out something like that."
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Post by bobbyd on Jul 11, 2011 21:03:02 GMT -5
"Any deformities, conditions, illnesses and/or quirks?" asked Slade.
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Post by blahdiddy2003 on Jul 11, 2011 21:51:20 GMT -5
"Uhhh my goggles are fused to my face...OH I can do this." Howard instantly changed into a busty caricaturized version of White Rabbit.
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Post by bobbyd on Jul 11, 2011 21:53:51 GMT -5
Slade stared downward for a moment before looking up and speaking. "Huh? Oh I'm sorry, you said something?" he said crossing his legs.
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Post by blahdiddy2003 on Jul 11, 2011 22:02:19 GMT -5
"Ya know I can give you pictures sometime if you want." He replied, grinning. "It'll cost ya a few bucks though."
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Post by bobbyd on Jul 11, 2011 22:14:52 GMT -5
"If I wasn't almost broke, I'd take you up on that." said Slade.
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Post by adamantstorm on Jul 12, 2011 20:16:30 GMT -5
Outside the bar, tucked away in the shadows, Azrael stood, dialing a cellphone. He had remembered the face of the young man that Slade had been going at it with as a man who came to his church seeking advice. He dialed up Julian Hardy's number, waiting for an answer. "hey hey this is Julian how can I help you" Julian answered the phone is apartment in just a pair of jeans he was sitting on his couch petting his cats.
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