| New RN's. How bout it? |
| I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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[ 10 ] |
| I just want a drink |
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| Say What? |
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| Oh gawd. How am I going to walk in those heels? |
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 Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:08 pm
stare dame.... I'm an entire head taller than you. I don't think I'd fit in your clothes even if I wanted to stare
*crosses his arms and glares at no one in particular*
Yes... I am serving drinks tonight... and apparently I have to do so in.... this stressed *glances at Dougherty* Is it too late to ask you to shoot me?
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:11 pm
*looks TES up and down* his shoes do not clash!!!
The shading works with the rest! It can be pulled off! gonk
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Intellectual Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:14 pm
sweatdrop Is such attire really necessary for his community service? sweatdrop I... um... sweatdrop
... I think I need a drink sweatdrop
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:15 pm
*RUNS IN SCREAMING* AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!! *THEN IS GONE AS FAST AS HE WAS.*
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SP-O Wlm Dougherty rolled 2 20-sided dice:
3, 19
Total: 22 (2-40)
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:21 pm
Heh ... Afraid I can't do that for you now TES, but I will take some of that there top shelf scotch. *He holds back another snicker then gets distracted with the commotion over by the door.* What the hell was that?! 
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:24 pm
 *Jumps at the commotion and sees a golden streak pass through the bar quickly. She grabs onto Officer Dougherty's arm and looks around quickly.* ninja
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:28 pm
*mutters incoherently and goes over to the shelf. He pours Ryzan a snifter of peach brandy and slides it over to him, then gets down a bottle of scotch and a lowball glass*
Ice? stare
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:28 pm
-stomps over and pokes Tes's chest- No you aren't!!!! stressed -realises because he's wearing heels, she still barely comes up to his chin. stare -
-dame hears screaming and quickly looks over towards the door, seeing Razz run in screaming and run back out- DAMMIT!!! scream IS IT RAID DAME'S CLOSET NIGHT?!?! scream stressed mad -she huffs away and leans against the bar, crossing her arms underneath her chest-
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SP-O Wlm Dougherty rolled 2 20-sided dice:
6, 17
Total: 23 (2-40)
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:35 pm
*He pats Psyzapp's arm when she grabs onto him.* I think that was Razz. Man, that dude moves quick when he wants to!
*Hears TES and looks back over at him, trying to keep a straight face.* Uh, no, not this time. Straight up is fine. whee
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:39 pm
Oh TES, I don't think you've heard. Officer Dougherty and I are engaged.  *Grins at TES.*
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:42 pm
*plants herself on a couch and lights a clove*
*she begins to blow smoke shapes to entertain herself with*
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:47 pm
*pours some scotch into the glass without filling it all the way and pushes it over to Dougherty*
Engaged? The Queen of Darkness? *lifts an eyebrow*
.... though I suppose there hasn't been much Queening of darkness around here lately....
*looks down at his outfit*
..... not that kind of Queening stressed
*puts the scotch back on the shelf*
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:52 pm
Oh I don't know about that. *gives TES' new uniform a glance and grins.*
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:57 pm
tch.... don't you ladies ever find someone else to torture? stare
*pulls up the stool behind the counter and has a seat*
And you can't seriously expect me to wear this every day I tend bar...
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 10:59 pm
-huffs again and goes to sit on a stool, leaning back on the bar with her elbows, body facing the door, one leg crossed over the other. She bounces her foot in annoyance and pouts, cracking her whip every so often-
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