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Sam's Earth: Detroit

Leeroy had learned his lesson.

Never, ever swap the memory cards on Jeimu's PlayStation 2. And don't hide the one that had all her DDR save games on it.

She'd sworn up a storm and then opened up a portal in the living room and kicked him through it. Now he was here, in a strange bar in a strange city. He didn't feel too concerned, Mu would bring him back when she decided he deserved to set foot on Newfoundland again.

But while he was here there was only one thing to do.

"What d'ye got fer beers, b'y?" he asked the bartender.
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[personal profile] i_salted_dean 2006-09-05 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
She looked at him curiously. "Most people who'd been attacked by one of those would be sick right now."

[identity profile] teh-rest.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"What was it, anyway?" Leeroy rubbed his shoulder. It still hurt, but it was more of an annoying pain than anything.
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[personal profile] i_salted_dean 2006-09-05 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
She looked through the windsheild and wondered why the Cafe nexus hadn't appeared yet. "You'd call it a ghost or a demon, I guess."

[identity profile] teh-rest.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"A demon."

Leeroy shook his head.

"Well now I've seen everythin'."
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[personal profile] i_salted_dean 2006-09-05 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"You saw them?" She glanced at him again with a frown, then looked around. "Think of the Cafe, okay?"

[identity profile] teh-rest.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well I didn't see 'em," Leeroy said. "I heard 'em, though. Felt 'em." He screwed up his face suddenly as though thinking.

"I'm thinkin', but why ain't it workin'?"
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[personal profile] i_salted_dean 2006-09-05 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know. It usually does." She frowned as the weakness in her muscles got worse. "Maybe we should try again in the morning. I think I have enough money for a motel room."

[identity profile] teh-rest.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Y'know, I don't usually go into motels with women whose names I don't know, b'y."

He held out his hand and flashed a grin. "Name's Leeroy. What's yers?"
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[personal profile] i_salted_dean 2006-09-05 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"The motel's for you." She stopped the car to shake hands, not trusting herself right now to do two things at once. "Sam."

[identity profile] teh-rest.livejournal.com 2006-09-05 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh." Leeroy laughed, shaking Sam's hand with a firm grip. "But if that's the case, where'r you gonna stay?"
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