originally posted in:The New Dojo
"Well! Look who I've run into here!"
Anne had entered the establishment. And leaned on the closest table to JT.
"What up, Doc?"
English
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[i]"Do I know you?" Asked the Marshal as he tossed his cowboy boots up onto the table, crossing his ankles in such a manner that the spurs didn't stab his own legs. [/i]
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Anne took the nearest glass and clinked it against her biotic arm. "A customer. Remember?"
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[i]"I get about three customers a day," JT said as he grabbed a glass of whiskey from the nearby barista as he handed Treyman the vodka. Smirnoff and Crown Royal, respectively, no ice or chaser in either half glass. "I don't exactly recall you. Care to refresh my memory?" [/i]
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"After the The battle for castle dusk? I lost my arm? You knocked me out before I could say what I wanted?"
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[i]"Sounds like standard procedure considering I utilize machines to read thoughts while asleep, but whatever. And yeah, I remember now, Anne right?" [/i]
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"Guilty as charged. Now what brings you to a... Fine...establishment such as this?"
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[i]"Needed a drink and to socialize for a bit, you?" [/i]
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"Looking around! Getting to know this place. And it's people. A surprising amount of you hang out in bars...."
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"Looking around. Trying to learn the ropes of this place. I fine a surprising amount of you guys in bars actually..."