Rock Hunter (tag Santo)

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Cleo Sinclair was walking, her hands in her pockets and a backpack strapped to her back. The backpack was full of hamburgers (some of them disturbingly close to raw), and she was looking for... something.

Anything, really.

Okay, maybe she'd just needed desperately to get out of the building and move. Thankfully, Connor was busy mucking out the

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((OOC: Please keep in mind that you should not be using another players's characters (or a Storyteller's NPC) without permission. It is one thing to move them around a bit, but quite another to write dialogue and decide on their reactions))

Cleo dug out a burger of her own and bit into it, a little blood running down her chin. "Of course," she said, "little old ladies can be surprisingly dangerous. Take my grandma... please. Badambam." She mimed doing a drum roll with her hands. "That was a joke. You're supposed to laugh." She ran a finger up her chin, catching the blood, and sucked it off. "Sorry, I like my meat bloody. But no humans. Do you have any idea how much unhealthy crap builds up in even the most health concious of the humans? There's junk in everything they eat, in the air they breath, in the water they drink." She made a face. "I wouldn't eat a human on a bet. They taste nasty." Cleo took another bite from her burger and smiled at a man who started hurling insults at the pair.

Her teeth were stained red, and looked very, very sharp. She snapped playfully at the man, flipping him the bird as she went. "I swear, sometimes I wonder how they haven't gotten wiped out."

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(OOC: gotcha)

"Yeah, well.." Santo said, grinning at the man's reaction. "I'm definitely no fan, but thinkin' like that leads to Magneto-like behavior, which I'm also not a fan of." He shrugged. "Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em I guess."

He took another (thankfully blood-free) bite of his burger, and said with a full mouth, "Also, there's plenty of humans out there that are pretty easy on the eye."

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"Sometimes I wonder if Magneto isn't right," Cleo admitted. "Not that I'm a big fan of genocide... but I got a couple of cousins who went down to Genosha to help with the cleanup." She frowned darkly. "Humans individually are alright. My dad was human, my husband's human. But get a whole bunch together, and what you've got is a big, dumb, dangerous animal. And when you scare a big, dumb, dangerous animal, it either rolls over and dies, or it kills what scares it."

She finished off her burger. "Sorry. I'm picking up a lot of negative vibes and it's totally bringing me down. If I start writing Emo poetry, please hit me. Y'know, I got cousins your age that'd probably like to meet you. And not all of them turn into nine feet of snarling death once a month." She grinned cheekily.

[minithing]

Santo took another huge bite, swallowing a huge chunk of beef. "Seriously? Are they cute? What about available?" He caught himself. "Uhm.. I mean.. not that I can't get a girl on my own. The ladies flock to the Rock. But it never hurts to keep in practice."

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"They are both cute and available," Cleo assured him. "And they come in all shapes and sizes, though we all tend towards the dark catagory. I've got, like, fifty of them, not even counting the second and third cousins and so on. Cause that way lies madness." She grinned a little bit. "Personally, I'd just like to see any of them hook up with someone who's got a good head on his shoulders." She slapped his back.

"Feel up to a trip to the hospital? I was gonna ambush the guys that're still there."

[minithing]

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Santo kicked another can down the sidewalk, sending it into a lightpole. "I dunno.. lemme check my busy schedule." He pretended to flip through an appointment book. "Um.. I'm clear. Who are we seeing?" He wasn't really paying attention to what she was saying, though. He was imagining what Cleo's cousins might look like.

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"Rictor and the little green dude the guy with the accent but no mouth pulled out of the riot," she said with a little shrug. "I didn't catch either the little green guy's name, but he's cute. I think I want to take him home with me."

Cleo grinned up at Santo, skipping a few steps ahead. In her head, she was going over which cousins would be the least likely to cause trouble and most likely to like Santo. She liked Santo, so she could probably get a few of members of the Pack... maybe she'd snag some of the Maharissa cousins.

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"Green dude? That must've gone down before I got there. I do remember the no-mouth guy. He's an old-school X-man, I think. Let's see.. there was you.. Ms. Manh, the pink lady, the strong guy.." He trailed off.

"Anyway. Yeah, I'd like to meet this green guy. In my experience green guys are pretty cool."

The two of them continued walking, silent for a little bit.

"So.. about those cousins.."

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"Tons of them. I mean, we could take over the country, even without the werewolf thing and the magic thing. And I got this one cousin who turns into a raven, which is really fucking cool. And I will introduce you to them all." She waved her arms about dramatically, grinning as they headed for the hospital.

((OOC: Next post in the Hospital post))