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fandomtownies2008-10-12 12:20 pm
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The Streets of Fandom - Sunday Afternoon
Charles Bass was brooding beautifully again. His scarf and expensive black coat were billowing in a soft breeze that seemed to follow him everywhere. Last night's impromptu lap dance had been fun but it distracted him from his work. His father had ordered him to get rid of the Skywalkers and so far he had done nothing to do so. He blamed John Sheppard for his delay. Yes, that evil scarf-stealing, pointy haired bastard. This was all his fault.
Just the thought of John made Charles seethe.
[Holy crap, I love this weekend. Open, yes]
Just the thought of John made Charles seethe.
[Holy crap, I love this weekend. Open, yes]

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"You there!" he called, pointing at Charles just because Charles happened to be there.
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He didn't, he just needed to do something that didn't involve love and motorcycles.
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"What game is that, exactly?" Charles asked, raising an eyebrow.
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Conveniently, it was Overcast Today, and the Sun not so Bryte as it Myte Have Beene.
She walked Past the Boy, eyes Lingering on his Neck. "Good day," she murmured.
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"Hello," Charles said, giving her a nod. "How are you on this...well, overcast day?"
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Unfortunately, she was probably right in Charles' path.
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"Are you alright?" he asked.
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The streets gave him no solace. He walked them alone with only a saxophone solo to keep the pain in his soul company.
And that's when destiny and fate got together and had a baby of an opportunity when he say the man in front of him.
"Charles Bass," he said grimly. "You and I have some unfinished business."
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"You'd be surprised how quickly I could arrange that," Charles replied with a smirk. "You have no idea what kind of power I wield."
Or, rather, what kind of power his father, Tony Stark, wielded.
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