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[nathansummers]

Coming into the bar, stalking, angry, wearing battle armor and weapons, was a Cable. Cable was, right now, not very happy. Mainly, this had to do with finding out his longtime friend, partner, and sometimes lover had betrayed him and his elite fighting force

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[poisonwine]

Belle was already at the bar, looking over some paperwork. Cable's tone caught her attention first, and she looked over. The box made her smile a bit, patting the bar. "Might wanna open it. You never know what the old girl's gonna give you."

It might be useful.

[nathansummers]

He eyed the box, and peered into it, then snorted. "It's a Checkers piece painted like a domino. Weird."

He understood, all too well, but he didn't think his past self would. Still, he pocketed it.

[poisonwine]

Belle quirked her eyebrow. "Look like somet'in' it ain't. Bet there's a story behind that."

She doesn't push. She just gets up, depositing herself next to Cable. "I'm Belle, by the way. Mind if I talk atcha? I ain't had a conversation with a strange man what wasn't teachin' my kids math in a while."

[nathansummers]

He nodded, eying the piece. "Maybe something useful." He slipped it into his vest and grinned. He stuck out a hand to her. "I'm Nathan. Nice to meet you."

He tapped bar. "Another of what she's having, please."

He nodded. "Sure, Talk away."