The Malloy Brothers

alt Lake City natives. Drivers. Recon. Assorted other shit. Basically whatever's required. "I'll give you a million dollars if you don't speak for a month." "I wanna eat your whole head." [ indie semi-private blog for Turk and Virgil Malloy (the Mormon Twins) from the Ocean's Trilogy ]

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[mormontwins-blog]

     ❝Hey, punk, what do I have        to do to get you to move        away from the van? Kinda        got work to do.❞

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      { ♫ }   ❝I dunno, man. Does said first impression involve                         me being an extremely sexy lady, with a great                         ass, legs for miles, and charisma to spare? If                         not, then that would be a definite no.❞

[mormontwins-blog]

     ❝Sounds like I was right on         the money, then.❞

     Virgil flashed her a lop-sided      grin and winked at her in a      way which his brother would      most certainly make fun of him      for if he were here - but Turk      wasn't here, thank God.

     ❝I'm Virgil Malloy and I'd love        to buy the most stunning girl        in the room a drink.❞

[skeggihrafna]

[dxnielocean]

             { ♠ } ❝——- I'm not old.                              Do I really look old?❞

[mormontwins-blog]

     ❝Dunno, man, ever thought        of gettin' those roots touched        up?❞

     ❝Might do ya a world of good.❞

[dxnielocean]

             { ♠ } ❝Is there maybe a chance you two could stop                               fighting for… five minutes? I don’t feel like                                that’s asking too much.❞

[mormontwins-blog]

     ❝Did we miss         somethin'?❞

     ❝Or we just givin' you         a headache, old man?❞

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       ”Oh, yes. My life has been      simply tragic.”           She laughs, shrugging slightly.      ”I don’t know if I’m cheerful.      I’ve been described as ‘pleasant’      plenty of times, however.”           A nod at his introduction,           and she’ll offer one in return.      ”My name is Marjorie Thomas.      Pleased to meet you.”

[mormontwins-blog]

     ❝Not cheerful but pleasant?        Aren't we splittin' hairs a        little now? Or am I just too        simple to know the difference?❞

     He shook his head and a short,      quiet laugh escaped him.

     ❝Nah, it's me who's pleased.        Maybe I can buy you a drink.❞

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    “It depends on what your      first impression was, I’d      reckon.”

[mormontwins-blog]

     ❝I think cheerful might        be the word I'm looking        for. Or is that smile        hiding a boatload of        inner pain?❞

     Virgil lifted a hand to rub      at the back of his neck with      an embarrassed chuckle.

     ❝Sorry. I'm not as funny        as I think I am sometimes.        Name's Virgil Malloy.❞

[mormontwins-blog]

     ❝So, I gotta know. Is my        first impression of you        right or not?❞

[mormontwins-blog]

     ❝Hey, punk, what do I have        to do to get you to move        away from the van? Kinda        got work to do.❞

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       { ≪- ♠ -≫ } "Why doesn’t that surprise me?" Of course she was more than aware that the definition was far from the conventional one most people used, but there were plenty of things in Marielle’s life that weren’t exactly ordinary, such as her choice of… job.

                            “Ha. You?" A minor fit of laughter managed to escape from her. "Please, enlighten me because quite frankly, I don’t see it—Mr. Nineteen-Twenties."

[mormontwins-blog]

     ❝Nineteen-Twenties? Please.❞

     If only she knew just how modern      he actually was. (Just modern enough      to really bother his family back in      Salt Lake City -- or maybe a little      more than just.)

     ❝I could tell you stories 'bout shit        I've done that you wouldn't believe.        And I've never regretted a damn        second of it. So if you say it's all        about living without regrets, sorry        to burst your bubble, but I might        even have you beat --

                   --but let me guess...                       you don't buy it, right?❞

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{ ≪- ♠ -≫ } "Doll? Seriously?" Marie wasn’t sure whether she should even try and tell him to drop that outdated word as well, or allow it; however, she decided on the latter, for the time being at least.

"Yes, I would use that word and here’s why: perfection isn’t about makin’ no mistakes. It’s about livin’ without regrets."

[mormontwins-blog]

     ❝Yeah, seriously. Got a problem?❞

     What she said next sounded nothing      less than ludicrous, but Turk somehow      managed to keep a straight face.

     ❝That's the definition? Son of a bitch,         I've been usin' it wrong all this time.❞

                    He shook his head.

     ❝In that case, you're in the presence of        a fellow--❞ Well, shit. ❝--perfect...         person. Congrats.❞

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{ ≪- ♠ -≫ } "Excuse me?" Oh, a nerve was hit with that one, even if she didn’t completely believe that she was perfect herself.

                                  “First off, can the sweetheart. Second….” Pause was given as eyes gave him a once over. “Well, compared to some people, yeah. I am.”

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     Turk had to laugh, not only because      the chances of him 'canning the      sweetheart were slim to absolutely      none.

     ❝Perfect? You'd actually use that        word. Really. Now, this I gotta hear.        C'mon, doll.❞

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{ ≪- ♠ -≫ } "Some people…." Marie isn’t pleased. Not in the slightest, so she will just stare and silently judge everyone.

[mormontwins-blog]

     ❝What, sweetheart, you think you're perfect?❞

               He couldn't help but laugh                at his own stupid little joke,                if one could even call it that.

[wasthatnotarchived]

"I’ll show you mine if you show me yours."

[mormontwins-blog]

     Virgil skipped a beat -- but only one.      ❝'Course. Got it right here.❞      It was only luck that the clearance card he removed      from his back pocket -- the one he'd swiped upon      entrance -- didn't come with a picture.      ❝And, uh... how 'bout you, sweetheart?❞

[rustvrvan]

　　　⊰ ♖ ⊱　❝ been behaving yourself, turk ? ❞ 　　　　　　　　　( no worries. he never saw 　　　　　　　　　  that girl vomit on the lawn. )

[mormontwins-blog]

     ❝......❞      A pause. A short, breathy chuckle.      ❝What, you think I need a babysitter, Rus? Gimme a break.❞      Turk grinned, albiet lopsidedly.      ❝Just havin' a little fun is all.❞

[mormontwins-blog]

     ❝You, uh... got the clearance to be up here?❞