DivenWest
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Post by DivenWest on Jul 9, 2004 10:24:07 GMT -5
Sparks quirked an eyebrow, "What the hell... Now I have seen it all. A cat with wings." He blinked a few times and shook his head. "I really gotta stay off the hard stuff."
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Post by Rotzi on Jul 10, 2004 1:05:57 GMT -5
Jessi laughed. "He's real. But he's not a cat. Demon is more like it." She ruffled the fur on Squee's head good naturedly. "The elves gave him to me in hope he'd eat me, but I keep him happy with pigeons... and lots o' cuddlin'."
"Cuddle me and die, human." Squee's eyes narrowed at Jessi.
"You know you love me, babe."
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DivenWest
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Post by DivenWest on Jul 10, 2004 22:16:00 GMT -5
"Demon huh? Doesn't look very dangerious." Sparks slowly drew a long thin knife from inside his jacket and began to dig the dirt out from under his fingernails.
"I knew some elves once, snobby SOBs."
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Post by Rotzi on Jul 10, 2004 22:23:01 GMT -5
"Got that right." Jessi scratched right behind Squee's ears, causing him to purr rather loudly. "See. Told ya he just needs some loving."
"So..." She flashed him with her camera. "Why do you not like them?"
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DivenWest
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Post by DivenWest on Jul 10, 2004 22:37:07 GMT -5
"Lets just say they neglected to pay for services rendered... So, where are you and your demon headed? These parts aren't exacly tourest friendly ya know." He placed the knife back in his jacket, from where ever it came and reclined a bit, his back cracking.
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Post by Rotzi on Jul 10, 2004 22:42:04 GMT -5
"Keh. I live down the block. That li'l photo shop."
Jessi leaned back, stretching. "Squee's here t' eat the muggers after I kick their asses." She scritched behind his ear again.
Despite how much he was enjoyin' this, the orange cat looked up at Sparks, pulling away from Rotzi. "Yea! What she--- prrrrrr....." She had started scritching him again.
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DivenWest
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Post by DivenWest on Jul 10, 2004 23:01:08 GMT -5
"Umm... you meen that little place that the goblins were looting when I drove by? I hope you had insurance," he said lighting up a strange bluish colored cigerette.
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Post by Rotzi on Jul 10, 2004 23:55:35 GMT -5
Squee's eyes lit up with glee. "I'll be right back." The demon cat flew out.
"..." Jessi shook his head. "He seems to be addicted to those things."
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DivenWest
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Post by DivenWest on Jul 13, 2004 0:45:20 GMT -5
"Those things? Goblins or trouble?" He chuckled a bit to himself, "Hell, there are plenty of both in this town. So, what do you do in your little shop?"
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Post by Rotzi on Jul 13, 2004 0:52:22 GMT -5
"It's just a photo shop. I took over when the owner died." Jessi looked over at the waitress, remembering that she was still hungry. "Oi! Melissa, right? Is it almost done yet?"
"Oh, and I do blackmail on the side. Easiest way t' let the elves know who's boss." She stretched. "That and Squee can devour the city if he wanted."
"Now, Mister, why're you here? You're not a regular."
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DivenWest
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Post by DivenWest on Jul 13, 2004 22:41:58 GMT -5
"Heh, regular, no I'm not. I am making a... delivery. I'm in sales," he said with that smirk that says 'you don't need to know'.
"I am just stoping by, I am running early."
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Post by Rotzi on Jul 13, 2004 23:24:57 GMT -5
"Another Dealer... great." Jessi leaned on her hand, laughing silently. "In this neighborhood, it's easy to spot your type."
At that note, she slammed her fist on the table. "Dammit! It's been quite some time since I ordered. Usually I'm not this picky, but it's rare when Squee's out eating and I can get something."
As if on cue, the orange cat entered. "Thanks for the tip, kid," Squee said in between licking his chin. Was that blood? "That'll hold me until dinner gets here."
"Like hell, orange fur-ball..."
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DivenWest
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Post by DivenWest on Jul 14, 2004 0:20:22 GMT -5
"Hell's bells, I'm no dealer babe. When is the last time a dealer made twelve mill on one drop?" he asked, taking a long drag on the cig.
"Nah, drugs are way under me. They are too dangerious, to the seller and the buyer," he said between drags on the cig.
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Post by Rotzi on Jul 14, 2004 0:29:04 GMT -5
Rotzi had stopped listening after he called her 'Babe.' "What in all the hells... thinks you can call me babe? I don't even mind being called girl.. those bloody elves call me that ALL the time. The name's Rotzi, bucko."
By now she was just getting ticked. The peak of the iceberg, so to speak. "If I don't get at least something to drink here soon... I'm soooooooo gonna sic Squee on something."
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Post by Kassil on Jul 14, 2004 5:28:22 GMT -5
At about that moment, the shadowthing loomed out of the kitchen, easily the size of a full-grown human as one long, shadow-black arm stretched out and slid a steak, done to Rotzi's taste, right onto the counter. "Watch tha plate, if it got much hotter it'd be smoking, ya?"
Curiously, the cook eyes the demon cat-thing, and flips a slab of blood-rare steak right atop the furry orange head. "Here, fuzzball. I think I knew one of yer cousins."
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