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[bring_a_sponge]

There's a misanthropic growl coming from the direction of the Door, which must mean Agent Zed has graciously accepted the Landlord's invitation to visit Milliways once again

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[docscurlock]

He also won't be complaining when Doc hears that now-familiar growl and spots the Agent entering the bar.

"Darlin', you better make it a double, on me."

[bring_a_sponge]

Zed bellies up to the bar--which is saying something--and nods to Doc.

"Much obliged."

"I'd say I'm glad to see you, but I try not to lie as much to people I get along with."

That, in turn, would also be a lie, of course, but then the Men in Black are a complicated sort.

[docscurlock]

Complicated people often are the most interesting, in his opinion.

And most entertaining.

Doc smirks.

"Well, then, we'll stick to the bourbon and skip the pleasantries?"

[bring_a_sponge]

"You're a man of excellent judgment, Doc."

Zed takes a loooong sip. Sits the glass down on Bar. Then turns around and scans the room before shifting back.

"No. Still fucking hate the place."

[maxwellsdemon02]

"Evening, boss," says one of the objects of his contempt!

[bring_a_sponge]

*LUNGE*!!!!!

Normally, of course, there would be at least a little banter before the violence, but the special relationship that is Zed and Duo is, well, special.

Not to worry, should Zed's fingers get around Duo's neck, he'll only be strangling enough to kill him the one time.

[maxwellsdemon02]

Duo takes a cautious leap backwards. It wouldn't do to get killed before he can gloat a little.

"What'sa matter Doc, you don't appreciate a little classic humor?"

[bring_a_sponge]

"Sure, lemme show you another trick!" Zed roars.

From the way his fingers are moving, it must involve some kind of twisting motion.

[lichvell_r]

The growl makes Ravin look up from her book, raising a brow.

Humans, growling? Wow.

She watches Zed, from her table, where she is floating a couple inches off the surface.

What? It is much more comfortable than chairs.

[bring_a_sponge]

Zed happens to be looking over toward Ravin as he heads for the bar.

He notices the floating. This, astonishingly enough, manages to annoy him even more.

[lichvell_r]

"Hello." Annoyed expressions do not bother her much.

Growing up among monsters has that effect, besides a few others.

[bring_a_sponge]

"Hello," replies Zed, shifting into diplomatic mode without thinking about it, because if he had to think about it, he'd never get there.

"That normal?" he asks gesturing toward the floating.

Well, actually, that would be just gesturing toward her, but he figures she'll get the idea.

[justcallmefee]

"Bourbon, eh? Bar, make it two please. Van Winkle Lot B, please."

The young woman who slips into the bar stool next to him is tan and lean.

[bring_a_sponge]

"Huh," Zed grunts, turning on his seat to eye her.

"Good pick. Remind me to recruit you someday."

[justcallmefee]

Fi gives him the trademark crooked grin. "I only work on spec." She gives him a saucy wink before taking a sip.

[bring_a_sponge]

[ooc: sorry, have to fade b/c of RL, but I hope we can thread again. There should be more Fi-Zed!]

[mr_v_and_mr_c]

He's not the only one in Milliways who breaks the word 'misanthrope'. Two other ones are sitting at the bar, in idle conversation about how long it would take their fellow patrons to die at their able hands.

"What about him?" The taller of the two nods to Zed.

The shorter grins horribly. "Now he's a fighter. Might take all day, even without being careful with him."

"Same suit as that guy we met the other day."

"What? Oh, yes. The fellow who was fighting giant annelids from space. Even more sour expression, though."