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[teetheyes]

Current Location - Classified

Items salvaged:

2 pairs of jeans
3 silk ties
1 pair of sunglasses
1 pair of reading glasses
2 knives
1 stack of girly mags (get rid of this)
1 silver rosary
1 electric guitar
1 charcoal portrait

Thanks a lot, Alexiel. I hope the rest of you are enjoying Communion.

Comments

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I have 180lbs of British if that means anything.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

You forgot the full moon value.

[crehador.livejournal.com]

Man-whore Boy does no talking.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Other way around. Bit old for that.

[crehador.livejournal.com]

Bow to the pimp.

Boy needs breaking in, eh?

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Who the hell are you and what is your name?

[crehador.livejournal.com]

I prefer to recommend myself as a Prostitute Special Youngling Public Relations Representative. Has a certain ring to it, hasn't it?

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Question one answered.

Give us the second or I'll dig it up meself.

((OOC: John, in true grumpy old man fashion, does not like this whippersnapper talking to him like that and wants to put him in his place. XD))

[crehador.livejournal.com]

...I just so happen to know these (http://misterblackbird.livejournal.com) gentlemen (http://subserviently.livejournal.com), terribly caught up in the humanitarian grave digging service - can pose marvelously with a shovel - just be a good boy and nod a bit here and a bit further there, and tell them I sent you, will you? They'll make you a discount.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Like hunting for truffles.

Keep an eye out for your arse, tosser.

((OOC: I was about to comment you on your awesomeness, but then I found out you are le Ruxi so that is awesomeness confirmed. :3))

[crehador.livejournal.com]

...thought I was supposed to keep an eye out for yours? Mate, we're supposed to be friends, if a transaction's to be made with your Papa.

Pulling this leg is like pouring a cuppa.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Not biting. I never heard of you.

[crehador.livejournal.com]

...amateur.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Ought to pull a larger rabbit from your hat.

[crehador.livejournal.com]

...hold on...

[crehador.livejournal.com]

...depends, is it street-marketable?

Presentable product?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

He's functional in the 180 though if you have a request for his 300 you must have a wish to dine in hell.

[crehador.livejournal.com]

That old, eh? Does he... know any tricks?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

He just met you didn't he?

[crehador.livejournal.com]

...oh. That.

Uch. Who in God's name would be desperate enough to - well. Maybe. Perhaps in a slaughterhouse.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Don't concern yourself, I understand. That was match point.

[crehador.livejournal.com]

There, there, Ol' Papa. I still incline towards a deal, myself.

There're dames who'd not say no, however poor the quality. Men too. The occasional stool.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

He'll never take you. You're too soft.

[crehador.livejournal.com]

Mate, all I do is negotiate, I'm... entirely too fond of my personal health to touch that.

Ah well. At least have you some absinthe? A bit of the cigarettes? Anything... decent?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Absinthe is too prim and proper for my taste. Whiskey will do.