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Post by Prisonner Of Today on May 23, 2007 0:32:22 GMT -5
"Who can resist a rat burger?" Priz grins, glad to see someone else in the bar who isn't wearing a trench coat. He glances at the bill, and rummaging through his pocket, pulls out a few small pieces of gold that look like they could be someone's teeth.
"I hope that takes care of the tab. Not worth alot, but who doesn't love shiny things?"
Pulling out his own cigars, he lights one up and continues "I've been here and there, mostly chasing after a guy who apparently disagreed with something I said while sleeping in Ackland and decided to take a few shots at me for it. I haven't spent much time as a mall rat, so I can't tell you much there, except that Ackland was safe quite a while back."
"I see this whole zombie apocolypse thing has taken it's toll on a few people." He chuckles, "This place seems a little more empty thanI remember. Everyone else get scared off by the flying bullets and laser pointers?"
He glances over at the comedy of lights and sounds being played out by Vito and Spinbad, looks around for a more familiar face, then shoots Mel a "please-oh-please-take-me-with-you-and-don't-leave-me-alone-with-these-crazies-with-Russian-lasers" look.
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