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"Only I can call people cupcakes. And yes, third time this week," Finley complained, though teasing Gage about the "cupcake" thing. He then scanned the shop impatiently, "How long does it take to brew a coffee?" Though just a moment after, he heard his name being called. "Ah, that must my coffee now." He said, jumping from his chair and walking over to the barista that called his name. "Thanks." He said simply before trotting back over to their table and sipping his coffee.
Gage crossed his arms, "You keep doing that and you're likely to break something." He said, noticing how the barista nearly fell over when he landed beside the counter.
 
"Great, so are we all here? Dang, I can't hardly keep track of everybody. Maybe I should have some pamphlets made or somethin. Like 'Hi, fill-in-the-blank. Welcome to the mighty crew of misfits'." He wiped the cream foam off his nose. "But seriously, guys I think we have our first real mission. Some guy in downtown wants us to investigate a house. Something about crying at night. The police don't have a warrant, so... I guess its up to us." He set his cup town with a bang, "Who's in?"
 
(Umm... I have a snake.. Does that count..?)
(Oh, I suppose. My name is small potato. Or lord darkness, whichever you prefer. Make a char, and draw the description if you can. One thread I was in got locked because of posting pics off of Google. So we need to use our own pics. I can draw it for you, but there's a line, so...)
 
(Oh, I suppose. My name is small potato. Or lord darkness, whichever you prefer. Make a char, and draw the description if you can. One thread I was in got locked because of posting pics off of Google. So we need to use our own pics. I can draw it for you, but there's a line, so...)
(cool beans. I'll make up/draw a chary laterz. gotta pick up some chick feed first)
 
"Great, so are we all here? Dang, I can't hardly keep track of everybody. Maybe I should have some pamphlets made or somethin. Like 'Hi, fill-in-the-blank. Welcome to the mighty crew of misfits'." He wiped the cream foam off his nose. "But seriously, guys I think we have our first real mission. Some guy in downtown wants us to investigate a house. Something about crying at night. The police don't have a warrant, so... I guess its up to us." He set his cup town with a bang, "Who's in?"
"I guess I'm in," Crow said, glancing at Gage's drink, which was full of whipped cream. Maybe I should've got something... But I guess it's too late anyway.
 

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