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Post by Typhoid on May 14, 2011 17:20:43 GMT -5
"I'm still back and forth between the Mansion and the city," Ty said, nodding. "Although some of that's for work, too. I see Pietro and the Professor and then..." She made a waving gesture with her hand. "...I'm right out the door again. How have things been going for you?"
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Post by Avalanche on May 14, 2011 17:22:06 GMT -5
 Lance couldn't pass up on an opportunity to do something crazy. Especially now when he had Betsy to sponsor him. So he went for a Predator look and felt himself awfully important and intimidating as he entered the Club, appreciating the bewildered looks some people were giving him on his way in. |
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Post by Aqua on May 14, 2011 17:29:29 GMT -5
"I'm great," Emily nodded sincerely, noticing it was probably the first time in... years that she had been able to say this. She opened her mouth to ask about how Ty and Pietro were doing, but then spotted Aedan near the Club's entrance and slid off her stool. "Sorry, I'll leave you, not too nice of me-" she gave a bashful apologetic smile. "I'll catch you later, okay?"
(( I gotta be off, so Gambit/Morph/Aqua/Avalanche are paused for now and pretend to be doing something else ))
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Post by Deleted on May 15, 2011 7:41:43 GMT -5
Betsy saw Lorna enter, stumble, and stop next to a table. She decided not to bring attention to her friend right now in order to spare her pride. Instead, she continued to idly watch patrons enter the club and silently critique their costumes. As Lance entered, she nodded in approval, though she didn't know it was him. She'd insisted on buying him a costume, but had no idea what he'd finally decided. Her drink was delivered and she sipped it, looking bored.
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Post by Avalanche on May 15, 2011 7:47:46 GMT -5
Spotting Psylocke by her conspicuously colored hair, Lance headed straight towards her. He stopped in front of her and struck a menacing pose. "Hey sexy lady," he growled, trying to sound like an alien invader, "wanna have some fun with a nice guy?"
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Post by Gambit on May 15, 2011 7:54:16 GMT -5
Shade suppressed a snort, but gave him a slightly disappointed look instead. "What? You expect there to be just one?" she teased, giving him a small nudge against the arm. "No," Gambit said, " at least one. Huge difference, chere." |
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Post by Deleted on May 15, 2011 7:55:50 GMT -5
Betsy watched the costumed stranger approach her and quirked an eyebrow as he spoke, then she realized it was Lance and started laughing. "Money well spent," she said, tilting her head toward the empty bar stool next to her. "You wanna sit down, or are you meeting someone?"
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Post by Avalanche on May 15, 2011 8:00:36 GMT -5
Lance crossed his clumsy costumed arms/claws for a moment, momentarily shifting from menacing to funny. "Nah, not meeting anyone," he said in a normal voice. "I just want to hang out and scare the hell out of people," he confessed, undertones of anticipation and glee sounding in his voice.
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Post by Shade on May 15, 2011 8:06:09 GMT -5
Shade had a look around the crowd, feelig the beat of the music start to affect her. "You said threesome," she pointed out in a matter as if he had just gotten something very trivial wrong. "That would be plus one, but anyways, I´m pretty sure my attitude to that hasn´t changed much recently." The place was getting more and more crowded. "You wanna hit the dancefloor?" she asked. "or do you have to look the place first?"
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Post by Deleted on May 15, 2011 8:11:13 GMT -5
Lance crossed his clumsy costumed arms/claws for a moment, momentarily shifting from menacing to funny. "Nah, not meeting anyone," he said in a normal voice. "I just want to hang out and scare the hell out of people," he confessed, undertones of anticipation and glee sounding in his voice. "You're such a child," Betsy said, though there was no hint of annoyance or malice in her voice. "I have similar motives, I suppose. Though you could probably guess, based on my costume. People tell you more about themselves than they'd ever guess by which costumes they choose." |
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Post by Gambit on May 15, 2011 8:12:41 GMT -5
"I'll dance later," Gambit said. "Just want t' take a look around. D'ya want me t' get ya somethin' to drink?"
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Post by Avalanche on May 15, 2011 8:18:11 GMT -5
At that, Lance even raised his mask to take a better look at Betsy. The view from the cut-out eyes of the mask was not too good, especially in the dim interior of the club. Peering at Betsy's costume with a gaze that he wasn't going to hide, Lance nodded appreciatively. "Something tells me you won't have to wait long," he said with a grin. "I'll hunt for easy prey first and then I'll come back for you," he pulled his mask back down and growled again, "puny earthling."
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Post by Shade on May 15, 2011 8:19:10 GMT -5
Shade shook her head at him. She didn´t feel much like standing around for now. She wanted to have a look around as well, not remembering the place that well, plus, she figured that if there were people who knew here it would be better to deal with it now than to look funny standing around and looking like hiding. "Nah," she said. "later. I think I´m gonna have a look around too first."
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Post by Deleted on May 15, 2011 8:23:38 GMT -5
At that, Lance even raised his mask to take a better look at Betsy. The view from the cut-out eyes of the mask was not too good, especially in the dim interior of the club. Peering at Betsy's costume with a gaze that he wasn't going to hide, Lance nodded appreciatively. "Something tells me you won't have to wait long," he said with a grin. "I'll hunt for easy prey first and then I'll come back for you," he pulled his mask back down and growled again, "puny earthling." Betsy raised a curious eyebrow. "I don't know if you're a candidate tonight," she said, "As impressive as that costume is, it's not exactly sexy, you would have to appeal to my other sensibilities." She watched him as she sipped her drink suggestively. |
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Post by Morph on May 15, 2011 8:29:08 GMT -5
Heading her general direction, she tripped on her heel, and decided that standing next to the empty table she caught herself on was a better plan for the moment. Kevin was mostly prowling around the club in his female robot hooker look, trying to relax and get the work stress off his mind, but also trying to familiarize himself with the crowd and eavesdrop to some conversations. At one point he stopped on one spot, just looking around. Not far from him, he saw a girl with green hair in a white Tron costume; she looked good in it, and, abusing the same-sex familiarity at the moment, he gave her a nod of impressed approval at her stylish look. |
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