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Post by daclown on Nov 9, 2007 22:34:13 GMT -5
Giggles looks at him. Finally, she looks at Shitman.
Shitman get your ass up. We both know you're okay.
Shitman sits up now that he has permission.
We go wherever there's money for a fight. SOmeone wants to do an invitational and we're around, we answer. It's called a need to eat. The world isn't cheap nowadays after all. All about business, and seriousness. No time to appreciate the classic jokes.
Giggles lets out a little giggle as she continues.
But that's all going to change or at least it should when I'm through.
The serious look appears back on her face.
You sure do ask a lot of questions and seem kinda uneasy. Like you have a secret or two.
Giggles gets in his face looking him right in the eye and suddenly backs off.
But whatever. It's your business. As long as you don't get in our way, we've got no problems. But now, I'd suggest unless you have something important to say or ask, we part ways. Enough time has been wasted here for us.
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Post by blood on Nov 9, 2007 23:06:41 GMT -5
Dante raised an eyebrow. He was wasting her time? She was the one who started this conversation. He wasn't going to waste anymore time. He was tired of her attitude. He did bump into her, but he had apologized. She had done nothing but be rude to him anyways. Dante figured it wasn't worth it anymore. They have their own agenda. He has his to figure out. Standing around here wasn't getting him anywhere. He decided he would take his leave first.
"I ask a lot of questions? No. You guys engaged in the conversation yourselves. You started the conversation. Could have gone off on your own way after I bumped into you. But you started the conversation. I'm not wasting your time. You're wasting mine. But it's my fault, I suppose. I won't waste anymore time. I'll be on my way. I've got to see this city for myself. Sitting here and talking to you in the airport isn't doing my any good. Maybe I'll see you around. Maybe."
With that said, Dante took his suitcase and proceeded on his way toward the exit. Off to see this Chicago, Illinois that calls to him for some strange reason. Perhaps he'll find out what compels him to come here out there. END
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