Wolf: (grinning) Good, next time I see him, I'll sure tell him he can stay where he is.

Wolf (to Bear): You want coffee 'er whut?

Bear: Whut'll do. He turns and watches a couple of Weres playing darts.

Wolf: Okay, I'll just hop back here and tap off a cup of Joe.

I don't know about your bike Norwegian, But This is mine!!


Nice Huh?

*blinks* Er... undercover??

Alright, did somebody get me drunk and trick me into signing up?? I'm a pacifist!

Snackin frasin... *mumbles* Norwegian's just going to have to take up my duties, I feel a bung leg coming on.

Nice bikes though guys! *gives thumbs up*

*hands Wolf the pot of freshly brewed coffee* Here, for your big friend. *smiles*

Gotta say Roadwolf, this place looks really cool now, thanks!

thanks montana its all on the HOWLE budget and i was asked by command to move my base of operations to this area as i hang around here alot so they offered to rebuild the cafe free of charge and i have built a workshop out the back to build customers bikes and maintain my truck and it is also my ops base it may look dark and dingy out there but its home * roadwolf then walks over and sticks a "protected by H.O.W.L.E" sticker on the window of the cafe and goes back to playing his game of pool* your bike will be waiting out in the workshop in 3 weeks NW and the bike building is my side business and it helps fund my division in H.O.W.L.E




if you are wondering my new company is called  "werewolf county choppers"

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(I pass the coffee pot to Mike and tap off a cup for myself.)

(A Werewolf has just richoceted off the Werebear, asking him where he's from and bouncing back into the crowd.)

Wolf: He.......needs to lay off the caffiene.

(In the meantime, "Adam" on the penal coloy has been producing mirrors out of his - well, I won't get course - let's just say that they didn't do a good enough body search, and the inmates have all formed a conga line and and danced right into the umbra, appearing at an undisclosed restaurant at the end of the universe (which has a very popular bar and live band). "Adam" projects a verystrong intention to blow the planet up, thereby triggering the "Justice Field". The resulting explosion ("Adam blowing up) is apocalyptic in degree, sending the panet out of orbit into a deep space trajectory. The staff on the opposite side of the planet wonders why there's an earthquake on a dead planet.)

(Of course, nobody in the cafe knows about it - except I suspect communicators will start going off soon. The prison staff will need to be evacuating pretty soon. It's gonna get cold.)

(Mike has a delayed reaction to Norwegian.)

Mike: I'm not from.....what are these people?

Wolf: I think there's a convention in "town" or something. You know the renegade cyborg I took down about ten years ago? (I cocked a thumb back at the crowd.)

Mike: (O.o) These are H.O.W.L.E. people?

Wolf: Ayuh.......Montana. Where is Rufus?

Hei Theroadwolf

Can we open a new line in H.O.W.L.E, for swords I want to be a swordy, instead of a Heavy wepon wolf.
Please please with a deer leg on top of it (O_O) pleeeeeeeaaaaaaasssssseee 

*lisen around for Adam as he has taken on the stealth cloaking device* I hear his breathing *
So Adam why are you behind me???
* makes a fast move, and holds Adam in a headlock and the sword up to his throat* Still Adam you have to train your breathing.

Crap now i have to make a new H.O.W.L.E poster why??? Ok, I don`t make a new poster, It took me an hour to make the poster with a pencil, even though the pencil sharpening toke the most time

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o.O  *watches the preceedings with a boggled look on her face*

Uh... *shakes her head and looks at Wolf* Sorry, what? *scratches head* Rufus? I'm sorry, was I supposed to be taking care of someone?

*looks decidedly more furry* You know... these weird distortions in time and space here are starting to make my wolf side a little... twitchy. *the last word comes surfing on a growl, as WolfMontana grows about a foot, extends a rather impressively fanged muzzle, and then proceeds to eat a nearby toaster*

montana i will send you the bill for the fridge door  but can i have the leftovers from the toaster i feel like a light lunch

*roadwolf cleans up the toaster bits, grabs a beer out of the fridge and finishes his game of pool*

(Sorry folks, but "Adam" ain't breathing. He blew himself up when he knocked the planet out of orbit and you wouldn't have wanted him on the team anyway - he was a bit of a zombie.)

Wolf: Don't let it get to ya' Montana. They must be putting something in the water. The whole world's getting like that.

Wolf (realizing the faux paw (heh, bad pun) slaps his forehead): Grrf! Did I say Rufus? Remus, Remus, the guy that owns this place. Grrrrr, I must be suffering from sleep deprivation.

(Mike gets up and walks over to one of the pool tables. One of the H.O.W.L.E. agent is knocking the balls around absently.)

Wike: 're you interested in a game with stakes?

Unidentfied cop: Nothing serious. They don't pay me well enough.

Mike (sighs): Oh well. Boredom will make me do weird things. Rack 'em up.

UC (collecting the balls into the rack): They're recruiting now. You look like you'd be pretty formidable in te field.

Mike: You can break.........I'm a construction worker. They do pay well and I'm quite happy there, thank you.

(A Werecoyote walks in the front door and deposit himself next to me.)

Wolf: Did you ever get that Minotaur back for "stuffing you in the vacuum cleaner?

Coyote: Naw, I lost interest. The guy's such a kid, I couldn't really hold it against him. Anyway, it's not like he actually did anything to me.

Wolf: You coulda gt Blue. (heh) he seemed to be getting sorta interested there for a while.

(Sip)

Wolf: is the place still standing?

Coyote: I dunno. I left them stranded in some abominable corner of Fairie.

Wolf: @.@

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JEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY I am a werewolf close combat guy, *japanese drums* Woooooaaaaaaa

Take of the heavy armor and change it in for a ninja suit
*bows to H.O.W.L.E team mates*
So roadwolf can I test the prototype of the Arcblade

I will master the sword and then my students can join In on the fun

roadwolf then walks in and in mid sniffle says" i can get you your cafe back if you want it will take some planning but i think i can do it "

*As Spacewolf steps into the bar he sees WolfMontana savaging the toaster and calls for backup, two H.O.W.L.E. MP's promptly show up and follow Spacewolf as he steps over to Montana*

"WolfMontana, you are under arrest for first degree toastercide, the sentence, to be carried out immediatley, one month solitary confinement. Take her away"

*Spacewolf walks away as the MP's take WolfMontana off to serve her sentence.