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Post by DanteMGalileo on Jan 19, 2016 20:09:21 GMT -5
On one hand he wanted an answer.
On the other hand this would SPARE THE BAR EVEN FURTHER DESTRUCTON.
With that, Lobo released Panty from the wind grip.
"Get out."
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Post by gantzgun74 on Jan 21, 2016 18:20:36 GMT -5
Panty stuck out a tongue at Lobo, not even bothering to cover herself up out of any sense of modesty. "FUCKIN' CHRIST I WILL, Let me just get my clothes..." She left with that said, walking in the general direction of the door to the basement... Or what was left of it anyway after the storm of celestial bullets.... Wait speaking of which, she walked over to where she had dropped her gun. Before Lobo could respond however, she bent down and picked up what appeared to be a wet pair of panties... Weird... Where did those come from?
Well, whatever the case she held the pair at arm's length and proceeded to the basement.
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Jan 21, 2016 18:36:45 GMT -5
"Are those your-" Lobo asked after seeing Panty pick up the, well... panties off the floor, before being cut off by his sister.
"Yes, those are exactly what you think they are. And yes, she can do some very limited clothes shapeshifting. Very limited from the looks of it..." Loba explained, leering at the last sentence at the blonde angel.
Once Panty was out of sight, Lobo returned his gaze to his sister. "Sis, really? You went Hawk just for a quick fuck?"
Said sister stuck out her tongue. "Don't act like you're a saint bro. I know you used to do that when we were younger."
"THAT WAS OVER FOUR HUNDRED YEARS AGO AND YOU KNOW IT!!!!"
This outburst resulted in a very quick generation of a wind spear through the floorboards, landing very close to the basement bed.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Jan 23, 2016 14:54:14 GMT -5
Panty made sure to flip off Loba before disappearing downstairs.
It took a moment to find her dress in the basement before finally finding it amidst the twigs. There was an annoyed groan as she pulled the dress free. "GREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT....." There was a number of little pricks and twigs stuck in the fabric of the dress. It was going to be a pain in the snatch getting them all removed............. Well at least the dress was all she needed to collect, she never did much believe in bras, she was too small for that-
SHING!!!! As the arguing continued on upstairs, a wind spear slashed down near Panty, prompting the angel to grimace. HONESTLY, she wasn't even out yet and she still felt like these idiots were gonna kill her if she stayed any longer. She looked to her dress, grimacing at all of the little twigs before looking to her still VERY wet pair of panties.... Well, she supposed she could go commando until she got a few new pairs of panties... Though converting them to Celestial weaponry would take some effort.
MEH... WHATEVER THE CASE, IT WAS CLEAR SHE NEEDED TO LEAVE.
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It took no time to put on the dress, and less time to climb up the stairs. When she did, she took only a moment to note the arguing twosome, shaking her head.
It kinda reminded her of all of the times she argued with Stocking.
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Post by DanteMGalileo on Jan 23, 2016 15:08:07 GMT -5
"That was still over four hundred years ago, and you know damn well what humanity thought back then!!!"
There was a discrete splashing sound. "So? How's that make you any better than me now?"
Splash, splash.
"Hang on," Lobo said, removing the helmet to sniff the air. "It smells like something fried..."
"Maybe cunt did destroy a few key elements," Loba glared at the leaving blonde angel.
"... Can you define key elements for me?" Lobo's voice just about slightly shook there.
"Electric."
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ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!!!!!!!!
The bar gave a big shake before falling silent.
The twins lay on the floor in a daze, twitching rather ominously as if they had rigour mortis...
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Post by gantzgun74 on Jan 23, 2016 19:37:57 GMT -5
The rumble had breifly caught attention from Panty as she left the building... Should she go back-? ...... MMMMMM NAH... No way. None of those jackasses gave her any real reason to go back and check on them.... With a sigh, she turned and kept on walking, still hiding her very wet Backlace in her bodice.
.... Her expression however looked... Conflicted as she had left... How often was it that she came across angels? Let alone angels that... were just as questionable as herself and Stocking? The one named Loba-
.... No. FUCK NO. She still lied to get that fuck. Which was VERY MUCH like other angels in Heaven. Spoiled shit-headed craven assholes that dared think themselves holier then thou when it wasn't even deserved. Sure she herself wasn't a saint, but she didn't dare pretend she was otherwise... Still...
What made this time different?
What made that.... night different?
Maybe it was just because Loba had experience? She knew how that kind of thing worked?
.... Yeah, that had to be it. She wasn't getting attached. She was just thirsting for a better fuck.
Okay... It was time to find one. She REALLY needed one, just with ANYONE AFTER THE STRESSFUL AWAKENING TODAY...
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As she left, she didn't notice three other beings sneak into the club...
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