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Feb 23, 2012 23:04:23 GMT -5
Post by Marie Bristow on Feb 23, 2012 23:04:23 GMT -5
"Batman? Is he an actual bat or something?"
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*poof*
Feb 24, 2012 10:18:32 GMT -5
Post by Treszka on Feb 24, 2012 10:18:32 GMT -5
Treszka laughed.
"Oh, no. He dresses up."
She said, getting up to go grab a Batman comic.
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Feb 24, 2012 17:40:56 GMT -5
Post by Marie Bristow on Feb 24, 2012 17:40:56 GMT -5
Marie didn't look up from the pages of the comic when Treszka went to get the other comic "this man has a bit of a drinkin' problem eh?"
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Feb 24, 2012 19:09:03 GMT -5
Post by Treszka on Feb 24, 2012 19:09:03 GMT -5
"Sometimes. Well at least, the newer version did." She said, walking over with a Batman collection.
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Feb 25, 2012 5:23:13 GMT -5
Post by Marie Bristow on Feb 25, 2012 5:23:13 GMT -5
She looked up and saw the comics in her hand, this man was quite different, he was wearing a cowl and looked much like a bat.
Sitting down the Iron Man comics, she politely snatched the new ones out of Treszka's hand.
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Feb 25, 2012 12:58:06 GMT -5
Post by Treszka on Feb 25, 2012 12:58:06 GMT -5
Treszka was practically grinning ear to ear. It was so wonderful to have somebody to share this stuff with.
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Feb 25, 2012 18:06:38 GMT -5
Post by Marie Bristow on Feb 25, 2012 18:06:38 GMT -5
"Wow, wow" she moved the pages "oh I like this guy, though he kinda seems familiar" she pursed her lips "there was some guy dressed up in a suit runnin round Paris a while back, cops didn't like him, vigilante like this guy" she smiled.
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Feb 25, 2012 18:30:27 GMT -5
Post by Treszka on Feb 25, 2012 18:30:27 GMT -5
"Really? There's somebody actually doing that?"
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Feb 25, 2012 18:59:17 GMT -5
Post by Marie Bristow on Feb 25, 2012 18:59:17 GMT -5
"Yup, Papa said it was probably some crazy man, but he was actually doing some good for a while, he disappeared though, don't really know what happened to him" she shrugged and flipped through the comic with wide eyes.
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Feb 26, 2012 2:26:39 GMT -5
Post by Treszka on Feb 26, 2012 2:26:39 GMT -5
"That's awesome." She said.
"I should try to find him when I go back to Paris."
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Feb 26, 2012 2:42:32 GMT -5
Post by Marie Bristow on Feb 26, 2012 2:42:32 GMT -5
"You are in Paris" she laughed "but yes, I imagine finding him wouldn't be hard, dress up as a mugger, he'll find you."
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Feb 26, 2012 11:36:27 GMT -5
Post by Treszka on Feb 26, 2012 11:36:27 GMT -5
She shook her head.
"My house is outside Paris. If you look out the window you can see it from there."
((Yeah, the cottage isn't in the city, but near it.))
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Feb 27, 2012 2:08:45 GMT -5
Post by Marie Bristow on Feb 27, 2012 2:08:45 GMT -5
((I know, but Marie doesn't XD))
"Ahhh" she looked out the window and smiled.
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Feb 27, 2012 2:37:11 GMT -5
Post by Treszka on Feb 27, 2012 2:37:11 GMT -5
"I like living out here. You're not in the big city mess, but if you want to visit it, it's right there."
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Feb 27, 2012 2:55:46 GMT -5
Post by Marie Bristow on Feb 27, 2012 2:55:46 GMT -5
"Yea, I live right in the mess of things" she laughed "kinda have to."
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