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Post by Leon Silverblood on Feb 28, 2007 8:47:01 GMT -5
Leons hand hangs in the air, axe forgotten, eyes crossed and a huge grin on his face.
"I've heard all I neeed to. Where are these munitions??", but he calms himself and sits at the table with Vito and with a nice view of Melody, openly admiring her many charms, and reaching for a beer. He misses a few times, grasping air and grunting confusion, signaling his caveman tendencies, then uncrosses his eyes, wraps a blood-bejeweled hand around the frosty bottle and takes an almost orgasmic sip. Samantha is somehow suspended from his bandolier again, and he whispers to her that she should, in fact, not kill the bartender yet.
"Thanks for the beer, girlie. What's your name, anyway?"
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