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Post by typhoidmary on Jun 29, 2009 20:47:29 GMT
Typhoid walked into one of her favorite places a little biker bar she always went to when she was in town. Everyone knew her there and knew to stay on her good side well almost everyone. There seemed to be a few new faces like the bottle blonde at the bar with some fruity drink seeming to be waiting on someone.
Typhoid walked up to the bar next to the blonde she only waited a moment before John came over and began pouring her whiskey shots. She got two of them down before she noticed the woman looking at her she was going to say something but she notice the Diamond necklace the woman was wearing. "I want that necklace." She said before downing around shot "Fuck you bitch." the woman replied. Typhoid sat the glass down and took out a pair of pruning shears and in less then ten seconds gave the woman a new look.
She had three on the right side of her forehead that all run from top right towards her nose. There is one on the left of her forehead that is much shorter and runs from left to right across her eyebrow. There's one that runs left to right across her nose and down into her cheek. The last one runs vertically from her left nostril down across her lips to her chin. The slashes wouldn't kill her but would scare her for life and make it easy for her to be found again when the red head was bored. Typhoid then ripped off the necklace from the screaming woman who ran off and no one seemed to noticed or if they did they didn't say anything.
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Post by Gambit on Jun 30, 2009 21:06:18 GMT
Remy stepped into the bar and looked at the woman who ran past him and looked surprised at the bloody mess the woman's face was in. He whistled softly at the viciousness of the cuts and looked around for the person who made the cuts. He spotted the red head and grinned as he spotted the diamond necklace in her hand. Ah...so tha's wha' the cuts on tha' poor woman's face was from...Gambit migh' need ta keep a close eye on dat one if he wants ta keep his jewels...and health... Gambit made his way to the bar and smiled at the woman there. "Bon soir petite...what'cha doin here t'nigh'?" He asked grinning and ordered a drink from the bartender.
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Post by typhoidmary on Jun 30, 2009 21:25:24 GMT
Typhoid stuck the diamond necklace in a pocket to be sold later "Just making some quick cash, having a few drinks and looking for some fun for the night." She said as she started to clean off the pruning shears not wanting the blood to make the blades dull. "Johnny be a good boy and make me a zombie and a 11th ring of hell." She said not once looking up at the man. John just looked at her for a moment before he took out the pepper spray and the strongest vodka he had and began putting the shot together and placed it in front of her then went to work on the zombie and placed it in front of her.
Once she had finished cleaning the shears and put them away she picked up the shot and downed it. It was going to come back and bite her in the morning but she didn't care. "What about you?" she looked Remy. He wasn't to bad looking although she preferred men with money but if he was looking for a good time she wouldn't say no although what money he did have he might not have it when she left. That's what she did with men either sleep with them and rob them or sleep with then kill them then again if she was in a really bad mood she'd just out right kill them and it always makes her feel better.
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Post by Gambit on Jul 8, 2009 1:24:20 GMT
Remy smirked and ordered a beer sipping it and savoring the taste. "On break from school in New York an' decided ta come ou' ta Boston..." Remy wore sunglasses to hide his eyes and grinned at the woman. "So, wha' did tha' woman do ta ya? Must have been sumthin bad to make ya do tha' to her..." Remy took another sip of his beer and rolled his shoulders back and pushed his sunglasses further onto his nose.
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