*Outside of Milliways*

[mnt_raph]

*They walk out the front door and are instantly in what could be any random New York alley circa 1995, save for the fact that there isn't a fire escape in sight. The walls that make up the alley are at least five stories straight up. Raph immediately begins to fish around in one of the thigh pockets of his cargo pants. He removes a pair of fingerless leather gloves with spikes on the palms. Once he has them secured he turns to Penny*

Ready?

Comments

[mnt_raph]

no. I don't really think you're evil.
*empties his glass*

sure g'head.
*smirks*

Oh you want me to answer now. Heh.
Seems to me that standard operatin' procedures apply here. You take the bed, I'll crash on the floor.


[ooc: I feel bad though, cause I won't be back until monday and I hate the idea of leaving you high and dry. Should you get to the point where you are sick of waiting, you can God Raph into bringing you back down to the bar.]