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 Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 11:51 pm
"You're suggesting we would hurt Martha?"
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He siighs. "Yeah."
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Bradley blushes. "No, Master Cervelli."
Byron frowns. "Why is your face red?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 11:54 pm
".. See, and that's why it wouldn't work." Sigh! "So we'd better find someone else."
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"Mm. Didn't want to finish him off?"
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Head tilt. One horn bumps the floor and he winces.
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 11:57 pm
He nods.
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"Angeliiina said to only kill him if Master Cervelli wasn't taking care of him."
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"I..."
"Answer me, Bradley."
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 12:01 am
Walks along. Remembers Richard is supposed to be leading and hangs back a bit*
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"Is he?"
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Holds his breath.
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 12:03 am
Richard sees that his ploy of hesitating isn't working. He frowns a bunch as he starts looking for the seedy area of town.
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"He burnt the wolfy up."
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"He mentioned the witch again."
"You and the crow are both infatuated idiots. It. Was. A. Spell."
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:12 pm
She walks beside him, sniffing the air every few minutes, careful to follow his lead.
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"Well.. That's something."
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Benzel stifles a chuckle.
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:14 pm
Richard gradually makes his way to a less hospitable looking area. He tenses and keeps his eyes out for bars.
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"Indeed!" Snicker.
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"I know, Master Cervelli."
"Then stop mooning over her. Dismissed."
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:17 pm
Angie slips a hand through Richard's arm.. just to keep close. She's not scared or anything.
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"He can't get loose? You're sure?"
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Benzel reaches a hand up to give poor, cute Bradley a friendly little pinch on the ankle. He can't resist.
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:18 pm
Richard spots a bar. At least he thinks it's one, because it's missing the letter b on its sign. He gestures to it. "Um.. should we try there?"
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"They have silvery silver on him."
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Bradley yelps and looks down.
Byron narrows his eyes. "What was that?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:22 pm
She looks up at the sign, and around at all the.. mess. She nods. "Yes. Looks perfect."
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"Ah. That's good." He leans back against the bed's headboard. "So.. Did you see that witch?"
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Benzel's hand disappears and he grins, listening.
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:23 pm
"Okay." He checks for his gun again before heading in.
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"Wiiitch? Where?"
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"That daemon. I think he's here again, Master Cervelli."
"Is he?" Byron looks down at the floor.
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:25 pm
She follows!
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"You didn't hear? Nevermind, then." Sigh!
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Bradley has just ruined all his fun. He turns and starts creeping back down the hall.
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:28 pm
Inside, it is darkly lit. Stains are visible on the counters and on the floor. A few patrons sit scattered throughout the room, a couple near a window and a slight woman with an eyepatch at the bar. They all glance at Richard and Angie as they enter.
Richard moves closer to Angie and speaks soflty. "What do we do now?"
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"Tell me tell me!"
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"Yes, Master Cervelli."
They both investigate the now vacated floor space.
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:31 pm
"We ask for help." She whispers back, then takes a step forward. "Excuse me!"
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He blinks and looks down towards Edan. "You want to know?"
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Benzel creeps beneath an adjacent room and hops back up, onto the actual floor. He listens!
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:34 pm
They all stare at them. Richard thinks this is awkward and that they will now be murdered.
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"I do!"
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Byron is sounding cranky. "That's it. I'm working on the expelling circle now. Dismissed, Bradley."
"Yes, Master Cervelli." He scurries out.
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