[audio] Sept

May 22, 2009 22:14

Bonjour, mes amis! I do not know what came over me the last few days, but I'm glad it's over. Now let me get t' the point. I would like to go out. Maybe job hunting, maybe some drinkin', maybe some espionage? Anything, really. I'm rearin' t' go!

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[audio] down_to_nowhere May 23 2009, 05:42:42 UTC
Not sick, I take it.

Drinking sounds good to me. And if we get into a tight spot we have to fight our way out of, I won't object. Two weeks is too long to be nice.

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[audio] cajuncardtrick May 23 2009, 15:19:33 UTC
Nah. Not sick. Didn't stick around th' party long enough, I guess. Now--about this drinkin'. Let's go someplace with some real nice security, hm? I gotta work off all th' time I've spent doin' nothin' but hiding.

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[audio] down_to_nowhere May 23 2009, 23:35:03 UTC
You got it. This city owes us, right?

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[audio] cajuncardtrick May 23 2009, 23:49:56 UTC
Exactly, mon ami. Meet outside in 10 or so?

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[audio, 1/2] down_to_nowhere May 24 2009, 03:21:56 UTC
Sure, see you soon.

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[Action, 2/2] down_to_nowhere May 24 2009, 03:23:41 UTC
[Mello's outfit is the one that's become standard for when he wants to look relatively respectable: black button-down, black trousers, his boots. After a brief internal debate, he tucks his gun into his back waistband and heads down.]

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[Action] cajuncardtrick May 24 2009, 16:30:21 UTC
[Remy double checks his pockets for cards, buttons up his shirt and throws on his red tie. He looks at himself in the mirror, fixes his hair a bit, and heads down.]

[He smiles as he spies Mello waiting on the stoop of the building.]

Bonjour, mon ami! Let's get goin'.

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[Action] down_to_nowhere May 24 2009, 22:49:29 UTC
[Mello grins back.] Hey, Remy. Damn nice to be ourselves again, huh?

Got anywhere in mind?

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[Action] cajuncardtrick May 25 2009, 01:43:23 UTC
Mm. Indeed it is. I reckon we gotta go t' the nicest place in th' city. We're dressed for it, after all. We gonna have some fun tonight, no?

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[Action] down_to_nowhere May 25 2009, 01:49:06 UTC
You know it.

[He starts toward the street.]

The one with the cigar bar?

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[Action] cajuncardtrick May 25 2009, 01:54:09 UTC
Aha. Oui. That's the one.

[He strolls beside Mello, looking contemplative for a moment.]

So what do you reckon that whole thing was? The past week or so, I mean. Some kinda experiment within th' experiment?

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[Action] down_to_nowhere May 25 2009, 01:58:41 UTC
Something like that. Fuck with us, subject us to stresses. I doubt it's coincidental that so many new people came in while we were all different.

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[Action] cajuncardtrick May 25 2009, 02:16:33 UTC
Ah. I see. Why d'you think they'd do that, though? Bring in so many people when we're not ourselves, eh? I don' get it.

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[Action] down_to_nowhere May 25 2009, 02:19:55 UTC
They've seen how we react to new arrivals normally, so they have something to compare it with.

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[Action] cajuncardtrick May 25 2009, 02:23:26 UTC
Ah okay. That makes sense, I reckon.

[As they approach the bar, Gambit straightens his tie.]

Well. What do you have in mind for tonight? Explosions, I hope.

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[Action] down_to_nowhere May 25 2009, 02:36:44 UTC
[And Mello automatically adjusts his hair and rosary, and shoots the cuffs of his shirt.]

That's your department, my friend. I've issued myself a challenge not to unholster my gun. Give the poor bastards half a chance. [He smirks.] But whiskey first.

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