Ennie, Meenie, Minnie, Moe...

Apr 04, 2008 23:24

Ben had moved on up when it came to the bars this weekend. No more bars where he didn’t know half the people. Sure, Ed’s wasn’t classy but he knew the people and he knew the regulars and the not so regulars. A couple of his old friends would drop by and his ‘newer’ friends dropped by too. And right now, his mind was mulling on two things. How to catch a Tiger by her toe and how to get that kid back home.

Nothing was wrong with Luna, but it was high time one of her folks come to pick her up. How long does it take to tell people that work for you to knock it off when talking about the kid? If Luna gets this crazy idea that no one loves her again, it’s time for massive displays. Sure, they had an opinion, but to make a kid unwanted was crossing the line.

Then came the other problem of Greer. Sweet gal, very… ahem, a very voluptuous gal, and a personality to match when she wasn’t fighting. All around a good package. It almost seemed a bit unfair he had to tag her, though it seemed a lot saner compared to Natasha. Red was a super spy, Tigra wasn’t. Now how to do it without hurting her feelings was the case… He felt his pocket again. Yup, a good amount of paint balls. Eh, what a night.

tigra, the thing, "assassin"

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