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Date Posted: 22:33:20 05/25/05 Wed
Author: Scott and Talon
Subject: morphine city, slippin dues down to see
In reply to: Serra & The Rodz 's message, "cut the skin to the bone" on 18:08:13 05/25/05 Wed

He did catch it, yes. The fact that it was a sign (of what, he didn't dwell on) still doesn't make the situation any better for our lad. Scott groans and flumps back onto the stool, still wanting to die. He glances over at Talon, who had come from his and Rodney's hiding spot when the rumble had started to emerage, and he narrows his eyes.

"Do I even want to know what the fuck you two were doing back here? Eavesdropping, none the less?" No, Scott, you probably don't. But, you see, Talon's an honest boy (which probably wouldn't have done him much good if he was in Scott's place a few moments ago), and he answers quite truthfully. Good boy, Talon.

"It was just a joke. Rodney asked what you guys were talking about, and I suggested we go and listen. Jesus christ, how was I suppose to know that you had a thing for his girlfriend?" he says. Scott is pretty damn close to slapping him but he realizes the kid (dammit Scott, he's one year younger! Stop calling him a kid!) is right. How was he supposed to know? Still, he's ticked off.

"Yeah, I know. But still, that doesn't give you the damn right to be eavesdropping, now does it?" he snaps. Talon opens his mouth to speak but Scott gets off the barstool, muttering something like "Forget it...". He leaves the pub, out onto the cold English streets, leaving poor Talon dazed, confused and feeling like shit. This was not his night and he wishes he didn't have to come and get that bloody Guiness.

OOC: Start a new thread? Where Serra/Rodney calls Scott to either a) apologize b) call him nasty names or c) something random. Or they could call someone else. Your call and sorry the post is lame. XD

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