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Post: 55011223_376 created on Sun Nov 08, 2009 3:29 amPosted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 3:29 am
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___Scott__Damian____Latchford_____ "You know, if I wasn't a devout atheist..." ![]() Scott sat back down on the chair he was in before, smiling as he watched Alura eat. He laughed as she asked him if he was hungry, and said, ”Not unless there’s a very rarely cooked steak there. I’m fine.” At first he was confused about Alura’s ignorance about his race, but it soon passed as he realized, Not many people know about us. We are a rather... complex species. And plus, I didn’t know she could predict the future. So we’re even. ”I already went out for a bite last night. I’m fine,” he said jokingly, winking on the word ‘bite’. He regretted saying that joke immediately, a knot of fear gripping his stomach. We need to leave before anyone discovers the bodies... they’ll hold anyone in the village no matter who we are. An all it’ll take is one look at my sword... He glanced down nervously at the long sword strapped to his side and sighed internally. Who would believe me if I told them they were a group of bandits? We already look so suspicious, the Princess of the Oracles and her fiancée wandering through a random town... it wouldn’t take long until someone recognized me. Just play it cool and try to get out as quickly as possible. As soon as she’s done, just leave. Don’t let anyone stop you. He looked back up at Alura, smiling, his face giving no indication of the internal struggle he was having with the morals of killing the four men last night. "...I'd be convinced that God hated me." |
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