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"Huh? What do you even mean but that, exactly?" Flanker asked, raising a brow in confusion before realizing...

"Oh, I see. Your comparing me to that piece of trash, Scout, huh? Well, he's nothing compared to me!" Flanker remarked harshly before tossing a baseball up to the ceiling.

Pyro stares intently at Flanker, thinking for a moment. Then the realization hits them. "Mrr hurrdurr hm hurr!"* Pyro produces a frying pan from out of nowhere, and thwacks Flanker upside the head, knocking the speedy merc to the ground.

Pyro is DOMINATING Flanker

*"That Scout is a Spy!"

"I've seen that little creature before. Friendly little guy" he ruffled TJ's hair

Flanker is now knocked out for right now. Flanker then raises a hand. "I'm not dead! I'll just wake up in a few moments or two..." Man, this Flanker guy sure likes being a d*ck...

"Well at least there's no shortage of entertainment."

"Poyo poyo poyo." ("That, I can agree on.")

He would grab Pyro by the mask and shake it once followed by a small smack in the mask, but not enough to hurts you know the rules. No. Fighting."

He stood up and renacted this scene

"Awwwww!" Pyro assumes a disapproving stance. "Heh thubba theh then, wohha?"

TJ looked up and grinned at Mathius, he nodded in agreement.

"No. You know the rules. You're almost furniture because you're here so much"

Angel seemed to be eating a small lemon flavored cake.. Still no Faker, but today that didnt bother him

Natasha strides through the doors, and collects some rags. Cleaning and polishing the unoccupied tables and booths. Humming and singing tunes that filter through her mind.

* max was leaning against the bar table seeing the work Natasha was doing * max: hay Natasha why don’t you relax one of these times then doing that or well I don’t know it just seemed like you hardly relax in here

Angel is basically just chilling.. now watching Natasha, his blindfold was currently pulled up onto his forehead

Turns to Max then smiles sheepishly, "I suppose I do work a lot. I do relax sometimes, especially when the sun is warming through the windows." Her fur ripples as she imagines warm sun rays. "I'll be honest that I forget to relax." She sits up at the bar counter. The prickle of her fur remains, looking back through gold eyes with a glance to Angel. A smile shows before she turns away.

Max: well hell you should I mean if anything you can go in my van I made the hole back part a sunroof so it’s pretty comfy * he chuckled *

Must be nice to relax there.

Max: oh it is especially after smoking a joint it’s so relaxing and sometimes I take a cat nap * he chuckled *

Gives him a strange look, "Sorry, I'm not gonna just go into someone's van.. not even for a sunbath. No offense but that's a bit creepy. Suspicious at least." She shivers a bit with a ripple to her fur.