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howbigcanitbe) wrote2009-02-18 02:09 pm
howbigcanitbe) wrote2009-02-18 02:09 pm
Meeting new people [RP for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
loveme_fearme Faith]
Hellboy was sitting in a ratty old recliner he'd confiscated from somewhere. He had the TV on (complete with jacked cable) and half a pizza on a table next to him. The cats were milling around and he was watching John McClane blow shit up. He almost didn't hear the knock on the door. He lived in an old, abandoned brick building that had been a warehouse at some point. It had all the amenities, water and electricity, but was lacking in furniture.
"I'm comin'!" he yelled as he stood up, dressed in a pair of camouflage pants. He grabbed a gun from an overturned crate that doubled as a table and ambled toward the door. Him being what he was and doing what he did, didn't really make him terribly popular with the other demons in Las Vegas.
There wasn't a peephole so he opened the door a crack, peeking through to see a hot little brunette standing on his doorstep. He leaned over and put the gun back on the crate. He sure as hell wasn't about to shoot her. He opened the door the rest of the way.
"Please tell me there's somethin' I can do for you."
"I'm comin'!" he yelled as he stood up, dressed in a pair of camouflage pants. He grabbed a gun from an overturned crate that doubled as a table and ambled toward the door. Him being what he was and doing what he did, didn't really make him terribly popular with the other demons in Las Vegas.
There wasn't a peephole so he opened the door a crack, peeking through to see a hot little brunette standing on his doorstep. He leaned over and put the gun back on the crate. He sure as hell wasn't about to shoot her. He opened the door the rest of the way.
"Please tell me there's somethin' I can do for you."