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Johnny Storm (flamebrain) wrote in silverage,

Startled, Johnny blinked and then squinted up at the ... cowboy? For a moment, he thought he'd been a century off -- maybe it was eighteen-sixty-four and he was more screwed than he thought -- but nah. Surely he'd already reached the quota of bad for today; he shook his head, a gesture of frustration rather than a reply.

"Yeah, you know, sure can't turn that down. Kinda left my wallet ... somewhere else."

He pushed up onto his feet, glanced down at himself and grimaced. While the unstable molecules repelled most of the blood, dirt and general otherworldly gooiness, the rips in his uniform were still noticeable enough. And he didn't even want to see a mirror.

"Dude, I look even worse than I thought. Kudos on not just calling the cops. You work inside?" he asked, with a wave towards the building.