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Lyta Rose Braddock-Worthington ([info]lytaworthington) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-06-28 20:27:00


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Entry tags:antaeus, argo, inactive - harmony watkins, inactive - lyta braddock-worthington, nicholas salem, perenawska, team - champions

You say it's your birthday...
Through clever research (also known as sneaking a quick pick at her i.d card when she wasn't looking), Lyta had found out that it was Irina's birthday. While it wasn't thirty, twenty-nine was still a pretty big reason to celebrate. Lyta'd bought her a new pair of brand-new, top of the line throwing knives, and fully intended on taking her out drinking with anyone that wished to join them. It was all on her.

Small box containing the knives in hand, Lyta knocked on Irina's door.



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[info]son_of_hercules
2010-07-14 11:59 pm UTC (link)
Argo had a rather impressive number of bottles in front of him and has also managed to collect several phone numbers from various women who had approached the table, including one who'd left her boyfriend to do so.

"Aaah, cake!' he laughed. "Most delightful of mortal confections!"

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[info]a_blessing
2010-07-15 12:03 am UTC (link)
"Did you really drink all of that yourself?" Harmony looked at her own puny little bottle---her one puny little bottle. "Why aren't you dead?"

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[info]son_of_hercules
2010-07-15 12:09 am UTC (link)
Argo laughed. "I art of Olympus, Harmony," he replied. "And thus immortal. Thine mortal liquors have little effect on me, save that I doth enjoy the taste."

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[info]a_blessing
2010-07-16 12:33 am UTC (link)
"This is brutally, brutally unfair. No pants, immortal, hold your liquor, nice..." She started to say something she'd want to take back instantly so she stopped. "...hair."

She downed another drink, just to hide the blush.

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