Joe laughed aloud at the story about the Doombot, asking her to tell it once more. Not because it was unbelievable, oh no. Quite the opposite. He believed that Roxie could make a Doombot malfunction and now he was tempted to ask Colonel Fury if he could borrow an LMD for "field testing" to see if Roxie could make one of those meltdown, too.
Joe was an easy-to-please guy in the company of a beautiful woman. He was pretty sure that the LMD didn't stand a chance.
"I would feel bad for that Doombot if not for two things. One, it was a Doombot. Two, it was the luckiest Doombot in existence for the kind of send off it got." Joe said, unable to keep the dorky smile off his face.
When she told him about Bruce and her mingling powers, he couldn't help but be a tad envious of his friend. Bruce was an awesome guy, though he was pretty sure Bruce didn't always know that. The lucky guys who got to know Roxie continued. An odd thought crossed Joe's mind but he pushed it down because he had no business thinking such thoughts.
"Okay, dragons and Doombots. You might have just won story time for crazy stories. Me, on the other hand...my stories involve more of a 'crazy-stupid' kind of feel." Joe said.
And so he told about a recent time when he went after a criminal boss in Texas who lured him into a warehouse, only to blow up the building once he was inside.
"It's not the first time someone's tried to blow me up. Oh and you know how they say don't drink the water in Mexico? Yeah, don't go swimming in the Gulf of Mexico, either. It was horrible. I knew it was a trap, but I didn't really have a choice. I still got the guy later but...yeah." he said.
"And then there was the time I fought a motorcycle gang. These guys were pretty bad and into everything from extortion, to coke-muling, to gun-running. Fifteen-on-two. There was me and another guy who used to run with them It was in Southern Missouri, a little place called Loving, just after I got kicked out of Colorado Springs." Joe said.
"They had us dead to rights, Roxie. We almost didn't get out." he said, reflecting back on it.
"Then Tommy, the guy I was working with...he changed." Joe said, clearly remembering something that disturbed him. "I don't know what happened, Roxie. I thought he was a mutant, or a demi-god, but I've never seen anything like it. He wiped them out single-handledly, Roxie. I've never seen one person leave that much destruction in its wake." he said.
"I tried to bring him in after but he was on his bike and gone before I could. I told the cops what I saw and got the hell out of town. I tried looking for Tommy after that, but I never found him." he said finally.
"Well, now that we got that out of the way...if you had twenty-four hours left to live, what would you do with it?"
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Joe was an easy-to-please guy in the company of a beautiful woman. He was pretty sure that the LMD didn't stand a chance.
"I would feel bad for that Doombot if not for two things. One, it was a Doombot. Two, it was the luckiest Doombot in existence for the kind of send off it got." Joe said, unable to keep the dorky smile off his face.
When she told him about Bruce and her mingling powers, he couldn't help but be a tad envious of his friend. Bruce was an awesome guy, though he was pretty sure Bruce didn't always know that. The lucky guys who got to know Roxie continued. An odd thought crossed Joe's mind but he pushed it down because he had no business thinking such thoughts.
"Okay, dragons and Doombots. You might have just won story time for crazy stories. Me, on the other hand...my stories involve more of a 'crazy-stupid' kind of feel." Joe said.
And so he told about a recent time when he went after a criminal boss in Texas who lured him into a warehouse, only to blow up the building once he was inside.
"It's not the first time someone's tried to blow me up. Oh and you know how they say don't drink the water in Mexico? Yeah, don't go swimming in the Gulf of Mexico, either. It was horrible. I knew it was a trap, but I didn't really have a choice. I still got the guy later but...yeah." he said.
"And then there was the time I fought a motorcycle gang. These guys were pretty bad and into everything from extortion, to coke-muling, to gun-running. Fifteen-on-two. There was me and another guy who used to run with them It was in Southern Missouri, a little place called Loving, just after I got kicked out of Colorado Springs." Joe said.
"They had us dead to rights, Roxie. We almost didn't get out." he said, reflecting back on it.
"Then Tommy, the guy I was working with...he changed." Joe said, clearly remembering something that disturbed him. "I don't know what happened, Roxie. I thought he was a mutant, or a demi-god, but I've never seen anything like it. He wiped them out single-handledly, Roxie. I've never seen one person leave that much destruction in its wake." he said.
"I tried to bring him in after but he was on his bike and gone before I could. I told the cops what I saw and got the hell out of town. I tried looking for Tommy after that, but I never found him." he said finally.
"Well, now that we got that out of the way...if you had twenty-four hours left to live, what would you do with it?"