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Figured I'd at least post Deons lol, I'll post Kate's once Roman replies

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Deon felt the breath leave his lungs as the cop kneed him in the stomach and then was tossed to the floor like trash, but instead of looking pissed off in his crumpled up state, he let out a few wheezy laughs, looking past the cop who had just assaulted him to the boy he was just fighting. It was no secret that cops hardly ever showed their face around clubs like this, and if they ever did it was most likely because they were looking to score themselves; being off duty of course. Deon was able to put the pieces together rather quickly, but stayed lying down on his side to keep the cop from beating him down again. He’d rather not make an impression on the police force. As soon as the cop left the ring, Deon clambered back up, holding his side a bit as he exited the ring with a rather silly grin on his face.

"What are you all standing there for? Get back to your shit.”

Deon didn’t even have to look over the shoulder of the girl to look at the card to see the kid’s name, he knew exactly who he was. As soon as the music started playing once again and the customers picked up their chatter, Deon took a seat next to Vander, sprawling his arms out resting his elbows on the bar behind him and laughed again.

“See, at least I don’t lie to you.” Deon stated smartly and ordered a couple of shots. When the tray of assorted alcoholic shots came, Deon took one up and gently handed it to her, then picked out his own. He raised it in a half-ass attempt of ‘cheers’ and then downed the liquid, shaking his head as he felt the fire drain down his throat.

“Pretty boys like him don’t belong with people like us, especially if he’s got his own arsenal of cops looking out for him to keep him out of trouble so daddy doesn’t get a bad image.” Deon smirked and then gestured towards the tray of drinks in front of them.

"Help yourself baby, it's on me. And whatever else you want..."

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Its okay. I've been nursing a headache all day today but I will post once you do

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

LMAO! Everyone has it out for Alison!

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Naw I like the protective puppy embarassing statements thing lol

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lol I'm good with plots/arcs

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Mach...you write so beautifully :) I loved that post...

Roman...PM me I have a brief idea about your question, but it must be secret secret :D

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Man...I wish I had a life :(

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“Clark and Mars…” Kate repeated. Again, something that struck her mind as familiar but then her attention was once again broken up as the man began to speak again, talking about the cleanliness of the robot and Sektor in turn talked about how he had mechanical arms. All this information processed through Kate’s mind at an alarmingly fast rate, giving her a slight headache before she just turned to Sektor and held up a finger to him, signaling for him to be quiet for a minute.

“Unit 0.18462958, run diagnostics. Confirm command.” She ordered, obviously not shy or new at all to talking to robots. Finally, she had a second to think…

Clark and Mars…weren’t those the scientists that were found dead the other day in district zero? There wasn’t any released information about how they died though…I wonder if they were killed for possession of this unit. Wouldn’t be the first time a scientist was killed for a project, hell if I had known that they took my plans without payment I might have just killed them myself. Still, I don’t know where this unit stands as far as its release, I had better do some investigating on my own before I turn it back in, someone owes me money…

Her attention then turned back to the man in front of them, Sektor’s words again processing through her mind as she continued to think in that split second of silence she had.

He looks familiar, Unit 0.18462958 confirmed him to have robotic arms and neural implants. He’s rough looking around the edges, but he poses no threat to me but might tear apart unit 0.18462958 if he opens his trap one more time…

“I uh…yes. Yes he is mine, I programmed him.” Kate said to the man in front of her, who her mind was still reeling information about. She wasn’t exactly lying, she DID program the unit.

“Wait…I know you. Well…about you…You’re that cop from district 17 right? What are you doing here in district four? I mean…not that you’re not supposed to be here or anything, I didn’t mean that. You’re a cop so you can probably go wherever you want…I’ m sorry”

Kate inwardly groaned, feeling her cheeks flush in embarrassment. Sure she could talk to machines and what-not all day, but having a conversation with another human being? It was as awkward with her as you could get.

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Soooooooo glad it's the weekend. Late nights for me! Yippee!