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Post by Deleted on May 23, 2014 16:28:06 GMT -5
He was still healing from his latest royal rumble with the batman, His towering figure was marked from head to tail in bruises, deep lacerations and there were a couple bits of metal stuck in his right shoulder. He wasn't in a fair mood, no should he be. Croc was low on cash and he wasn't healing as his usual rate and few..very few knew he was vulnerable at this point.
He growled and bared his sharp row of teeth to those near him, his deep yellow eyes glancing around as he grasped a tall glass of straight rye. He swallowed it down in one gulp and crunched the ice with ease. He flared his nostrils as he tried to listen to the conversations around him, but the ringing in his ears hadn't stopped, Batman had knocked him head first through four walls and a semi truck.
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2014 23:09:46 GMT -5
Dinah Lance wasn't the Black Canary tonight, oh no! She was Mimi Gold, a fun loving, bar hopping, party girl. Obviously, Dinah was undercover... She had been in disguise for the last week now and eyeing some big time thugs came to the Stacked Deck, to grab a beer and shoot the shit. Oh also they did things, bad things, illegal things... well at least planning them here. Dinah as Mimi would simply flirt with them, get on their good side and then "follow them home" and take them out. Men usually tell all to a pretty girl and when their drunk and thinking they are getting lucky.
Dinah's get up was good, she was adorned in fake tattoos she had gotten from a hell of a makeup artist she knew which consisted of both her arms having tattooed sleeves and a tramp stamp that said her "name" Mimi on her back. She also wore skimpy clothes, as for tonight she wore a tight black leather top, daisy duke shorts and black biker boots along with other accessories to give her kind of a biker chick look. She also had her hair highlighted with black and pink colors along with her natural blonde toned hair. She was the good time girl with the Jersey accent, all the men loved her there. If they only knew, they were getting what they had coming to them... eventually.
She then noticed a large hell of a brute, green, with scales. Hmm, Killer Croc? Been a while since he's been seen. Canary then went and took a seat next to him. "Hey there big guy... what cha drinkin? Let's have another..." She said as she signaled to the bartender. "My name is Mimi and yours? Digging the scales my friend!"
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Post by Deleted on May 26, 2014 16:46:20 GMT -5
The voice that spoke to him was sweet, But as pretty as the gal was, Croc wasn't so easily swooned. He snarled a bit as he eyed her, then let out a low growl as his deep Cajun voice rumbled out words," Thank ya Missy...". He then sipped the drink the bartender slid his way in one gulp and then set the empty glass down. Tail swaying behind him, he turned a bit and leaned his massive muscular arm onto the bar table and looked down at the blonde and grinned.
" A pretty little thing like you..In a place like this.. Must be asking for trouble.." He snarled as he flared his nostrils, taking in her sent and perfume. Croc wasn't trusting this female, He figured she was up to something..and he wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone.
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2014 23:59:09 GMT -5
"Laissez les bons temps rouller, cher..." Mimi then chuckled and then hoisted herself onto the counter and sat with her legs crossed. She then looked to the bartender. "Looks like he needs another..." She then winked to the reptilian man and leaned in to him. "I like trouble, trouble is what get's me hot..." She then flipped her hair. "I'm a pretty bad girl..." She then giggled a cute little laugh.
She then noticed Croc had some metal stuck in shoulder. "Whoa! What happen to you? Looks like ya had a little trouble already? Was it the big bad Batman? That guy blows..." She then began to lay on the counter in front of Croc, with her breasts right in his face. "We should get rid of him... all of them..." She then began to rub her body as the bartender gave Croc his drink and fantasied about Mimi. He should like this? He's still male, right?
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2014 14:08:36 GMT -5
He wasn't sure what angle she was trying to work, but he started to enjoy her attempts to sway him. Croc gulped down the drink and gave the bartender a low threatening growl before he extended a clawed hand to her," Waylon Jones...."
He wasn't the smoothest charmer in the bar, but he wasn't really aiming to nail Mimi, Though the idea did cross his mind when his sharp eyes caught her curvy hips and thighs, then his mind went to food.
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