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| " *laughs* Halfers are rare. And whatever mold this one was made from I think it is lost in the back of some drunken scientists lab, along with a couple of old, comedic flat-vid movies. He's been with the team from the start. Stealthy little fragger. Can put away an entire bar of alcohal too, and still manage to keep his cancer stick lite and smoking. In fact I've even heard that he shoots better when he's drunk. He's one of those souls who have had liquor so much a part of their bodies functioning mechanisms that they don't feel complete without it. There's nothing wrong with a crutch I guess--we all got one or two. Nope nothing wrong with it at all, especially |
| when it allows you to race up a city street, toss yourself over a few obstacles, and get a clean shot at the opposition who hardly knows you are coming because of your height. It's pretty amusing actually. He's quiet, but speech isn't necessary him to explain himself. You can find him in heart of any bar in the slums, a scene that has caused more than a few to double take. I mean look at him! He's got the stature of a ten year old! Throws you off at first glance to see this figure who appears to be a boy, knocking back shots and smoking a cigar. The only sign of age is the permanent five'o'clock shadow he bares with nonchalance. Humor is his game, and so is breaking and entering. They've used him for scouting out their surrounding on more than one occasion, and the boy (excuse me---man) never fails. *smiles* I thorough drunk. *shrugs* I suppose anything is possible in the shadows." ~~IceWind |
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| "So I'm short! Ya wanna make something of it? Yea yea......big guys don't realize that I'm the one who saves yer hoops. No one pays attention to me, cause I'm outta their line of sight. **chuckles, and then hiccups** I'm also pretty damned incon.....**hiccup* inconspicuous. They don't expect much. Cause I'm so laid back. That's the way I work, see. Watch them, stay quiet, and move when they aren't looking----Which is never, unless they are tying their shoes. *laughs** I'm faster than they think that's for sure. A regular Waco kid. *sneers** Not that I'd expect you to catch that reference. You people have no sense of humor. **sighs** Yep....all the good comedy died long ago. Along with the blues. **adjusts his hat, and takes a swig of his flask* I ain't got much else to say. **nods and lights a cigarette, leans back against the wall and adjusts his hat over his eyes to kick back into a light nap** " ~~Kermit |
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| "Excuse me, Miss, you ever rode a harley with a halfer before?.......You don't have to roll your eyes!" |