Post by Melody Arachne on Apr 23, 2007 7:01:20 GMT -5
Melody clumps down the stairs, scowling. "What the hell is going on in this town? The undead animals I can take, okay, and the deaders moaning and groaning. They start talkin', I am so outta here..."
She picks her way through the bits of gator, pauses and leans down to gingerly pick up a chunk. "Hey, people eat gator, don't they? Like, swamp hillbillies and stuff?"
"Anything moving downstairs, DJ? And Vito, I dunno if that's gonna help or not, she seems to *like* headshots. Heh. Maybe she was a hooker."
She slips into the kitchen, ridding herself of the chunk of gator meat. "So what the hell were you doing at the zoo, Vito? Does the Mafia have field trips?" Chuckling at her own humor, she hops up onto the bar, leaning down to scrounge beneath it for her smokes.
"I'll fix those 'cades inna minute. Man, we never did get very far into the basement either." She waves a smoking ciggy towards Leon. "You should have to fix the 'cades. She's *your* pet."
She picks her way through the bits of gator, pauses and leans down to gingerly pick up a chunk. "Hey, people eat gator, don't they? Like, swamp hillbillies and stuff?"
"Anything moving downstairs, DJ? And Vito, I dunno if that's gonna help or not, she seems to *like* headshots. Heh. Maybe she was a hooker."
She slips into the kitchen, ridding herself of the chunk of gator meat. "So what the hell were you doing at the zoo, Vito? Does the Mafia have field trips?" Chuckling at her own humor, she hops up onto the bar, leaning down to scrounge beneath it for her smokes.
"I'll fix those 'cades inna minute. Man, we never did get very far into the basement either." She waves a smoking ciggy towards Leon. "You should have to fix the 'cades. She's *your* pet."
