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Mild pugative. Won't bother him too much

"Too much...?"

Ooooh, you slay me. ...Thankfully only figuratively.

*Spins around extravagantly and backflips out the window in a halo of shattered glass. Three beats go by, while muffled tapping can be heard in the garden*



*Leaps back inside, feet still tapping frantically and rubbing a grass stain out of the tux. Presents YS with a *

Ladies preference?

You. are. my. biggest. fan. , I mean,

*Nods to Myst.*

Oh...ok then.

*wonders if the dagger wound will be a problem*

*sits back down at the bar and has a seeing as how they are on hold at the BoE*

*Wanders back in*

Happy New Year, bar!

*Motions to barman*

if you please. And for the vitamin C.

*Jade blinks at the blatant display of boyish idiocy with Legion and the thing with the . She rolls her eyes and files that thought away for further ponder...ment.*

*She spins silently about the floor with Myst some more*

'Boyish idiocy'? I love it. 'Juvenile exuberance' would have been good, too.

*Looks over at JJ and Mysty*

My, what a grim dancer you are

Legion, did she just call me "thing"?!?!?! She can't still be mad over our attepted money making scheme. I said I was sorry, sheesh... Hey.. are you gonna let her insult your dancing partner?

*watches the dancing*

Very nice.

*Hums to the music, which changes slowly changes to "Going to Zone" from the Metropolis OST.*

I think she may not have been referring to you, actually...more like the 'incident' with the Anyway, 'Thing' is a fine name which you should be proud of. Just ask the Flying Ostrich.

On the other hand, if you're trying to start a little aggro, I'll go along... Fighting on the dancefloor *is* a time-honoured tradition.

*Right on cue a mob of sailors burst in, just having gotten their shore leave, and begin punching each other up*

*Jade rolls her eyes and waves a hand vaugely at the sailors who all become light green baloons and fall to the floor.*

Legion, I'm haviung a nice time for once, be a dear and don't go ruining it.

*grins at myst*

He's called us grim. Shall we do something about that...?

I daresay we shall. You swing dance?

*The music suddenly changes to a energetic, fast jazz. Mystrunner and Jade begin dancing to it, in a not too grim fashion.*

*Taps toe*

*Jade grins and then laughs, and stiks her tongue out at the apparently surprised Legion*

*to Myst* Do you know the pretzel...?

*Frowns*

Can't say I do...

's all right, we can fake it.

*Jade begins dancing slightly faster, guiding Myst through the movements of the dance, hoping fervently that he can keep up all right.*

Ooh! I love swing! Legion, do you mind if I take Euan for a go around the floor? I'll buy you a while you sit?

*Walks up to the bar and orders himself the house lager and leans against the bar with his drink.*
*Watches as a man in brown duffle coat is thrown outof the door.*

Do you have a pool table around here?