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Post by annabelladonna on Nov 17, 2008 17:42:55 GMT -5
"I don't mind. I might like this place and I'm not full German shepered only my dad is. My moms a mutt so she might be Irish. And yes I look like a full German shep. " Angel said.
"Angel what is your last name and I want the truth." Annabella snarled.
"My full name is Angel A. Bark that is my full name Miss Annabella." Angel snarled back.
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Post by outlaw-spirit on Nov 18, 2008 10:18:56 GMT -5
"So any chance this joint is in need of an entertainer?" Outlaw asks Britany at length, "I mean, I'm up for hire. Like I told you before, I'm broker than an unemployed gambler."
Eager to move on before some hitman catches up with him, Outlaw idly wanders in any random direction as he speaks, knowing the other two will be forced to move in order to keep talking to him and Britany will probably move in the direction of the pub she spoke of.
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Post by wonderdog on Nov 18, 2008 11:58:03 GMT -5
Britany got up to lead the way. "An entertainer? Do we have one? No, we dont. Lookin a job?" Britany asked. When Angel said her mother might was Irish she rolled her eyes. "You need to be SURE so we can classify you Angel. If your not, those Irish lads will pack in a fight against you. And no one will take on YOUR side, because English, American and stuff like that dont last very long there" Britany said, heading right. "Its this way anyway Outlaw" Wonderdog said.
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Post by annabelladonna on Nov 18, 2008 20:00:59 GMT -5
Angel starts to walk along Outlaw " Well I am sure my mom is and I came from across the ocean I am no English mutt." Angel said to Brittney.
Annabella followed. " I can check if that's true or not by this book." Annabella snaps her fingers and a book pops right in front of her just floating there."Angel you said your full name is Angel A. Bark, correct?"
"Yea that's my full name. Whats up with the book?" Angel wanted to know badly.
"It tells me all about you Angel and It says your mom is a mutt with a little Irish setter. Wow you are Irish I am only Italian and and another dog but that's my whole breed a whippet, so I am surely not invited in there. Well good luck Angel your going to need it. And Outlaw see you around maybe."
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Post by outlaw-spirit on Nov 18, 2008 23:10:10 GMT -5
"Well, I can carry a tune," Outlaw grins sheepishly, "I've seen a million faces...and I've rocked them all."
His expression is one of bold self-confidence, though not arrogance. He knows well what he is capable of in performance and he is a natural at what he does.
"Nice party trick," he comments without much surprise when Annabella causes a book to materialize and float on thin air, "You could go on the road with an act like that."
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Post by wonderdog on Nov 19, 2008 12:07:18 GMT -5
"Yea, too bad no one I know will buy the tickets" Britany muttered, moving on. "And Angel? If someone beats you up, dont blame me, and I wont back ya up laddie. So ye watch your own back from now!" she snarled. "Theres some idiots in there that would want to kill ye." Britany walked ahead, not wanting Angel to come in the least. She barely liked HALF Irish let alone non-Irish. But something about Outlaw that made him stand out.
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Post by annabelladonna on Nov 19, 2008 16:03:11 GMT -5
"I will and Outlaw what do you do?" Angel was amused at what Outlaw said she likes people who sings or is or was in a band.
"This is no trick it's real I am no magic artist. I have a sister thats the head Angelin heaven so she makes it float." Annabella had to tell the truth why lie to a new friend.
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Post by wonderdog on Nov 19, 2008 16:51:04 GMT -5
Britany turned her head in shock to Annabella. "Really? NO! Never! Angels don't exsist!" she said, but walking slowly towards Annabella. "Oulaw! Sh-sh-shes an angel! WE COULD MAKE MILLIONS OF'A HER!" Britany said, spreading a wide grinn across her face.
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Post by annabelladonna on Nov 19, 2008 17:01:43 GMT -5
" Please don't I have enough going on with my cousins." Annabella threw the book and was shocked at what Brittney said
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Post by outlaw-spirit on Nov 19, 2008 22:58:30 GMT -5
"Who needs tickets?" Outlaw scoffs, "You put me in front of a bunch of drunks, I sing a couple songs, they drop change in a jar at their own descretion, I have a bit more jingle than I did to start with."
Turning his attention to Angel, he shrugs his lean shoulders and beats his tail against several tin trash cans as he passes them, banging out a random rhythm.
"I can sing, I can drum, and I can strum," he replies coolly, "Sometimes I do all three at once."
He is absolutely serious in this statement, but one can't exactly tell by the rogue-ish grin on his face. He looks to Britany with a snort that is half a laugh.
"I gotta say I believe in angels," he confesses, "'Cause I should've been dead a million times over throughout my life, but...here I am, standin' tall. I wouldn't be too quick to exploit 'em, really. I think making money requires some amount of honest work."
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Post by annabelladonna on Nov 20, 2008 6:17:56 GMT -5
"Wow it is true, me I can sing a little Ijust need a catchy rythem." Angel loved to sing people gave bons each time they herd her.
"Your welcome, everytime you almost died I just jumbed in and help you Annabelle she wanted you in heaven. I wanted you to have second chances.it was unfare for you. And I am an angel but I am more to I am half angel and half demon but don't worry Iwon't kill you I live in heaven." Annabella told the truth about her.
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Post by outlaw-spirit on Nov 20, 2008 11:11:43 GMT -5
"Hmm...good to know. I guess I owe you my thanks," Outlaw remarks hesitantly with raised eyebrows, "And yet I have to thank you sarcastically because some of those near-death experiences you saved me from were willfully self-inflicted. You hit those low spots where life just doesn't feel worth it and...well, you wind up playing in the middle of a four-lane highway and hoping a semi rig will mow you down and end it all. No such luck with you around, I guess."
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Post by wonderdog on Nov 20, 2008 12:24:40 GMT -5
Britany pushed open a large double door, to be greeted by Scott and Lukes michivious grins. "Scott, Luke" Britany said, nodding. "Brits! We';ve been waitin' for- whos the other three? Strangers? I mean, dont get me wrong, the white one with the blonde hair looks like a rebel, but wha' bout the others. Dont look as fit as they should be to get in here" Luke said. "And Ed just went mad!" Scott said. Britany laughed then turned to call them in. "This way laddies and lassie. Just in 'ere... meet all the drinkers anf fighters of Club Horrible Mutts" Britany said, not waiting for them to come in. She walked on ahead in anyway.
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Post by annabelladonna on Nov 20, 2008 16:33:35 GMT -5
"I only sved you sometimes the others where just you lukey day and please don't thank me I ws just there at the right moments." Annabella told Outlaw."I rather not I'm not Irish I don't want to get in a fight." Annabella backed up a little.
"Ok I will love to see what this place looks like."Angel was excited and wanted to see all the cool things in here.
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Post by outlaw-spirit on Nov 22, 2008 14:08:38 GMT -5
"Boys," Outlaw nods to the two dogs in a casual greeting, "Nice place you've got here. What've you got for entertainment?"
He glances around at the canines scattered throughout the place, some huddled around a poker table while others sit nursing a glass, staring eyes bloodshot and glazed. Yeah, this is Outlaw's kind of place.
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