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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 22, 2007 13:39:55 GMT -5
Archon took them off Skyrl immediately and tossed them out onto the floor. "I haven't found any other weapons on him. For all I care, those are yours... Just get whatever that coating is off them. I don't even know what it is."
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Dec 22, 2007 13:44:24 GMT -5
**Sinthin bent down and grabbed the three daggers, he sniffed the coating on one and said** I'm not sure what it is, from the forest, I can tell that much. **He sheathed the daggers in his belt and said** Can we go to your shop yet?
OOC: This is where you ask about Stealth
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 22, 2007 13:46:19 GMT -5
Linx watched Archon return, lowering his CLOS. "Skyrl, scram. Sinthin... Let's go. Have some stuff to talk about."
OOC: Give it a segue, man.
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Dec 22, 2007 13:51:31 GMT -5
**Sinthin headed towards the door, as Linx passed him, he said** Lead the way
OOC: Moved to Market at this time
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 22, 2007 13:53:49 GMT -5
It wasn't long before they reached the entrance of Exotic Weaponry. Linx opened the doors and led them inside before asking something that had been on his mind for quite some time. "Do you know Stealth?"
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Dec 22, 2007 14:10:30 GMT -5
**Sinthin's face twisted at the name, he said** yes, I do,I wish I didn't but yes, I do **It was a lot of words for the usual quite otter, he decided to elaborate** He was my father, he left before I was even born, he was about 16 seasons when he left. Why is asking, Stealth disappeared, thought he was dead OOC: Bad grammar, supposed to be though
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 22, 2007 14:11:48 GMT -5
"Huh.. He's dead. It happened recently. Sorry about that." Linx walked over to the wall and took one of the plain steel rake swords off the rack. "You wanted one of these?"
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Post by Lore Winde on Dec 22, 2007 19:56:28 GMT -5
(OOC: Late, sorry. I was working.)
(BIC) Skyrl had had enough of what he saw as bumpkin creatures, and snatched his daggers from the otter Sinthin. He beckoned to Lore to follow, and took his leave. But Lore was not in any mood to follow him, so she stayed where she was. It took Skyrl a few minutes to realize she was not with him, and returned, with the intention of dragging her away.
"Leave me alone, Skyrl! You were the one who came here with poisoned daggers. I don't know what you were thinking! Don't cause a scene. Just go." Lore turned and moved away from him, hoping that he would just leave well enough alone, and depart.
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 22, 2007 19:58:24 GMT -5
OOC: Where are you?
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Post by Lore Winde on Dec 22, 2007 20:00:06 GMT -5
(OOC: Just assume that when the location moved, Lore/Skyrl moved too. Or I can modify..)
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 22, 2007 20:01:58 GMT -5
OOC: We're in the shop right now. Maybe Lore should just tag along.
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Post by Lore Winde on Dec 22, 2007 20:05:01 GMT -5
OOC: all right.. now, continue the thread...?
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Dec 22, 2007 20:10:59 GMT -5
OOC: Sinthin has his daggers
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Dec 22, 2007 20:38:53 GMT -5
(OOC: Late, sorry. I was working.) (BIC) Skyrl had had enough of what he saw as bumpkin creatures, and snatched his daggers from the otter Sinthin. He beckoned to Lore to follow, and took his leave. But Lore was not in any mood to follow him, so she stayed where she was. It took Skyrl a few minutes to realize she was not with him, and returned, with the intention of dragging her away. "Leave me alone, Skyrl! You were the one who came here with poisoned daggers. I don't know what you were thinking! Don't cause a scene. Just go." Lore turned and moved away from him, hoping that he would just leave well enough alone, and depart. **Sinthin turned to the fox and said, voice dripping** Give me the daggers back, you were stripped of them, I was given them, they are mine. **He reached towards his belt, the otter and fox were about six steps apart. He pulled out a blowdart, instantly it was at his lips, ready to blow and send the poisoned dart into the fox's body
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 22, 2007 20:46:42 GMT -5
Linx's paw inadvertently thumbed back the hammer of his CLOS as he watched. He wasn't about to draw it again. Sinthin had the floor for holding Skyrl at weapon point.
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