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Post by darkduran on Jun 12, 2016 20:34:14 GMT
"Eh." Orli replies, taking another long pull from her beer. "It's just... whatever." She gives a shrug at Monty, "Nah, not really. Fuggin' creepshow around here, buncha assholes that don't know how to keep their eyes to themselves. It's like damn near every guy in this place is desperate and horny and isn't afraid to stare like some kinda friggin creepy rapist. I'm gonna friggin kill my friends fro draggin' me along to this mess."
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Post by thecountalucard on Jun 12, 2016 20:44:45 GMT
"Was I staring?" Monty says, in as innocent a tone as he can manage. "My apologies - I wouldn't want you to feel like a piece of meat. I was just admiring your costume. Are those police batons real?"
He indicates downward, to the banded cudgel at his side. "I'm a bit of a clubber, myself," he says jokingly.
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