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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Sept 12, 2007 14:00:45 GMT -5
Tovarisch jumps through one of the bars many windows and rolls himself to the bar, hopping up on the stool next to Magatsu. "Maggy!" Tovarisch says, swinging his arm around Magatsu. "You don't mind if I call you Maggy do ya? I seem to be out of Vodka. You uhhh...wouldn't mind sharing that Rum would ya?" "No no no!" Ivan shouts from outside, pushing his way through the door of the Elbow Room. "I joined Necrotech and dragged myself all the way from Moscow to find you, and in the short time I've been here you've gotten yourself killed on numerous occasions, nearly gotten me killed, and drank enough Vodka to last any sane person a decade! You may not have realized this, but I've had to replace your liver TWICE since I got to work on you. You're done drinking!" Tovarisch's eyes grew wide, and his brow crumpled and angry. "I'll let you stick me full of needles, take blood samples, even remove my organs, but it will be a cold day in hell when I let my younger brother tell me what to do!" The two continued to argue for the better part of an hour, before Tovarisch stole Magatsu's bottle of rum, backflipped over the bar, and locked himself in the cellar.
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