Post by Chamber on Mar 16, 2006 0:20:12 GMT -5
Terry visibly bristled at Jono's interference in her dilemma, which just made him smirk. Even though he'd been drug away from a right amusing time bandying with Paige. “Fuck you, Starsmore,” Cassidy snarled at him, nicely proving him correct about her being a harpy.
"Anytime, sunshine," he replied cheekily.
Foley came along and joined the fun, adding to Terry's discomfort and making certain the bloke knew that he didn't mess with any of the Hellions, even the Princess. They might be in competition for coveted spots on the Red Guard roster, but they were also teammates. Which meant watching each other's backs.
Always.
They were kind of like a dysfunctional family in a way. Which meant they could slag on each other all they liked, but anyone else who tried to mess with one of theirs got thumped.
Then they went back to bickering amongst themselves.
As Foley and Cassidy were proving as the moved off to 'dance'. Jono wondered idly if Terry was going to smack the Golden Boy or just have another drink. Either way, the crisis had been averted. Casting the bloke an 'I told so look', he considered hunting down Guthrie and continuing their little sparring match.
As much fun as that was, it wasn't what the Brit had come here for. Scanning darkly clad, heavily pierced and painted crowd, Jono found the gels who had been eyeing him and started over that way.
Time for some fun.
[[OOC: Unless anyone objects, the rest of the Hellions won't see Jono until the briefing the next morning.]]
"Anytime, sunshine," he replied cheekily.
Foley came along and joined the fun, adding to Terry's discomfort and making certain the bloke knew that he didn't mess with any of the Hellions, even the Princess. They might be in competition for coveted spots on the Red Guard roster, but they were also teammates. Which meant watching each other's backs.
Always.
They were kind of like a dysfunctional family in a way. Which meant they could slag on each other all they liked, but anyone else who tried to mess with one of theirs got thumped.
Then they went back to bickering amongst themselves.
As Foley and Cassidy were proving as the moved off to 'dance'. Jono wondered idly if Terry was going to smack the Golden Boy or just have another drink. Either way, the crisis had been averted. Casting the bloke an 'I told so look', he considered hunting down Guthrie and continuing their little sparring match.
As much fun as that was, it wasn't what the Brit had come here for. Scanning darkly clad, heavily pierced and painted crowd, Jono found the gels who had been eyeing him and started over that way.
Time for some fun.
[[OOC: Unless anyone objects, the rest of the Hellions won't see Jono until the briefing the next morning.]]