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Post by Bathory on Nov 9, 2014 21:03:01 GMT -6
Another new coffee joint. She had decided to change it up, find new gems and avoid old ones... She doubted she was still being followed, a smile even cracked when she thought of the next poor bastard who wanted to follow her.
"Thanks." She paid for her coffee and took a window seat, the new... Shack? Was tiny and sat maybe 6 people inside, more if you decided to sit outside. "Small... but cozy I suppose" |
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Post by Cell on Nov 9, 2014 21:05:56 GMT -6
"Nice and private."
Cell walked up to Bathory, a wonder she didn't see him in the small building. Walking up to Bathory, he sits directly beside her at the same table.
"Hi there."
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Post by Bathory on Nov 9, 2014 21:11:34 GMT -6
"Uh.. Hi." She eyed the stranger as he sat down with her. "You do know what happened to the last guy right?"
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Post by Cell on Nov 9, 2014 21:13:40 GMT -6
"What?"
Cell lifted his eyes from the menu sitting on the table.
"You talk to my people enough to have a 'last guy'?"
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Post by Bathory on Nov 9, 2014 21:25:03 GMT -6
"Your people?" He was either the worst Satanist or she was confused. "Sorry, I must have you confused with someone else... Why are you sitting that close?"
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Post by Cell on Nov 9, 2014 22:05:34 GMT -6
Cell smiles and exaggerates a shrug.
"Your reputation. Figured you know the best seat in the house, and yeah, Pentecostals."
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Post by Bathory on Nov 9, 2014 22:11:05 GMT -6
"Yeah, the best seat in the house is as far away from me as possible." This would be the point when she would get up, if Cell wasn't in her way.
"If you know my reputation... than you know how I feel about your religion. And you should know to leave me be, unless Bishop has more need to tell me how much of a sinner I am and how unhappy I actually am."
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Post by Cell on Nov 9, 2014 22:13:11 GMT -6
"Calm down darlin'. Not here on business, just here to talk. I'm a fan of your brother, Devlin."
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Post by Bathory on Nov 9, 2014 22:18:06 GMT -6
"Pretty sure none of my family is a fan of your church, business or not." She took a drink of her coffee, keeping her grip tight as she watched him, closely.
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Post by Cell on Nov 9, 2014 22:19:59 GMT -6
"Meh, Bishy and Devlin have some sort of weird respect bro-mance thing. I think his match against Devlin was the first one without lasting consequences since he came to Static. You're not bad either, but I could see why you would have a problem with us...I guess." |
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Post by Bathory on Nov 9, 2014 22:23:38 GMT -6
"Bishy?" Ok, that got her to smile, maybe even laugh a little. The bro-mance was even kinda funny. "I'm better off not in the wrestling world, nothing good comes from it."
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Post by Cell on Nov 9, 2014 22:32:51 GMT -6
"Yeah, Bishy. Its like a pet name but more anger inducing."
Cell was smiling back at Bathory.
"As for the wrestling world, I get it. Too many egos and agendas."
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Post by Bathory on Nov 9, 2014 22:38:11 GMT -6
"Too many shortcuts... So you obviously know my name, what's yours?"
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Post by Cell on Nov 9, 2014 22:40:56 GMT -6
"Call me Cell madam, and yeah, anyone with a tattoo magazine knows your name."
Cell puts down the menu with a disappointed look.
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Post by Bathory on Nov 9, 2014 22:45:50 GMT -6
"And that's putting it nicely." She knew what else she was in and the website she's on. No shame on her part, this is what she always wanted to do.
"Why the frown?" Was she seriously being nice to a Pentecostal? What the fuck...
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