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[team_sociopath]

City, I am bored. And as such I want your suggestions.

What's the best bar in the City for a party?

Cost, of course, is of no importance.


[ooc; City, meet Thomas Lenshserr, prince of the House of Magnus, the more debauched of the grandsons of Erik Magnus, ruler of Genosha, mutant supremacist royalty and all that good stuff. Being as Thomas is the irresponsible and openly hedonistic one, he's going to get himself in debt by buying a few rounds for everyone. 8D if there's interest I could throw up a log tomorrow? <3 Otherwise feel free to assume attendance of his party >3

tags might be delayed a bit! <3 wanted to get this up tho]

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[inmyothertights]

Causing you pain.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

You little... bastard.

[But she's gasping because the wounds are somewhat serious, the one on her abdomen being from surgeries and the one on her neck... well, she doesn't remember it, but it did eventually kill her.]

[inmyothertights]

[This takes a moment]

Stop.

[The cuts heal over, although the lost blood is lost]

Don't call me a bastard. Don't ever call us bastards.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

They try not to... act... like one.

[She's clearly in pain, even if the wounds have closed. And there's an edge of fury in her voice.]

And enjoy meeting the police.

[inmyothertights]

Police?

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Yes, police. The legal authority. Who will be more than happy to lock you up for attempted murder.

[inmyothertights]

Human police.

[There's an edge of humor to his voice]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Not all of them.

[inmyothertights]

Can any of them bend reality to their will?

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

...if that's what you did, they'll see it here. And take you out before you even see them.

[inmyothertights]

Except now I have warning.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

For something you can't see? Hardly.

This conversation is over.

[Click.]

[team_sociopath]

Perfect. This is exactly what we need, William.

[inmyothertights]

I didn't think you were afraid of the police, Thomas.

[team_sociopath]

Human police?

I'm not afraid, I'm bored by explanations and forced apologies. All I wanted was a party, William, to make this place a little less tedious.

[inmyothertights]

Then lets go.

[team_sociopath]

What would Grandfather say if you tarnished our name?

[inmyothertights]

[Quiet]

He'd be very displeased.

[team_sociopath]

Precisely.

Private; warded

[inmyothertights]

You want me to apologize.

Private; warded

[team_sociopath]

I will deal with the authorities, and you will do whatever you must do.

Private; warded

[inmyothertights]

I'll apologize.

We hate apologies.

Private; warded

[team_sociopath]

Well I don't expect you to mean it.

Placate the barbarians and save yourself the trouble of trying to civilize them. I'd rather be free to go get drunk than have to raze the City this evening.