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Post by Leon Silverblood on Mar 5, 2007 20:35:37 GMT -5
Leon shoots a warning look at Prizz. "That's rude. and just because her silks changed doesn't mean her spirit has. Besides that, depending on who's up there, her beautiful new outfit may very well be in tatters soon enough. So, considering that we have more important things to worry about than your taste in women's apparel, why don't you arm yourself a couple of us go mop up any unwelcome jackholes, eh? I hear your pretty good with a shotgun. Lachryma...Good God...Here." He hands her the martini finally. "You and Melody watch each other's backs and guard the liquor?"
Leon heads up the stairs, trying not to drool and not caring who follows. Axe in hand, he whispers "Heeeeeeeeere's Johnny!" as he creaks up to the second floor.
He sees Murray Jay and watches the introduction, backing off as he doesn't appear malevolent. Looking slightly bummed, he backs away slowly, but defers to Lachryma for the time being.
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