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 Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 10:40 pm
:::K stops dead in his tracks when he hears what Tac said, haultying his sister with him:::
:::He looks at Tacitus, a seriousness in his eyes, almost fearful, and then back down at her:::
Kara...! :::To Tacitus::: You let her touch Orcus...?!
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 10:42 pm
*pauses in his swaggering*.....Orcus? *the name sounded familiar.... Orpheus? no that was a greek singer.. Orka.. no.... he shakes his head and instead concentrates on the exchange*
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 10:43 pm
Tac shrugged in his seat, producing the oversized pistol. The safety is on and he holds it aimed to the sky, "Yeah, so? You jealous of her? You wan tto hold a religious relic? Puh-lease. Its just a normal weapon here with a crystal lodged in it. Damn Brink screwing over my weapons AND my coat AND my sight."
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 10:46 pm
:::She looked from side to side...for the first time she actually looked uneasy...:::
Nothing...happened...
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 10:46 pm
*sits up and crawls to her feet... Notices the Pirate, and glomps him*
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 10:49 pm
*Cross has produced his flintloc... covertly.. aimed under his coat at tacs hand..... he wasn't sure if the mans gun counted as an artillary piece... but he didn't want to find out.... he says nothing and simply surveys the situation.*
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 10:50 pm
Tac took his feet down off the table and turned his head to actually look at the two, "Were you expecting something to happen?" His right hand slipped into his coat, to the outside of his left thigh, unsnapping the holster and producing Caritas, "Perhaps you'd like to wield the legendary weapons of the great Tacitus Nusradai?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 10:50 pm
*cross suddenly feels a crushing hug at his waist and glances down for a moment*... why... hellow.. there...... nice... to meet.. ye...too.....could.. we do this another... time... perhaps... I'm... ermm... doing something...... at the moment........ *he gasps..*
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 10:54 pm
:::Kal looked at Tac, rather upset...not really at him. He wouldn't know any better...but Kara...he was certainly disappointed...:::
No thank you, Tacitus...we don't believe in weapons where we come from. :::He looks away, and pushes his sister towards the door:::
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 10:56 pm
*The faerie grinned up at him and let him go* Sorry about that. My name is Mystina, what's yours? *she bounces around him, looking at him curiously*
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 10:56 pm
*lets out a minor sigh of relief.. then looks down at the strange.. erm... creature bouncing about*... er I'm Captain Mercutio Cross.. at yer service *he bows slightly, but his eye remains on tack* glad to meet ye.
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 10:57 pm
Tac scoffed, "I'm better Kara missed the memo on that one. Killer aim and the wit to conceal a weapon, hell, didn't even notice it right off myself, and its my job." He almost was praising her, but said no more, reholstering the two weapons in a single swift motion.
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 10:58 pm
*Tilts her head and looks at the pirate* Umm..are you okay sir?
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 11:01 pm
:::He got the key, and put it into the lock. With a firm grasp on Kara, he opened the door and nudged her through it.:::
You don't have to remind me... :::He said looking rather upset:::
We'll meet again soon. Goodbye. :::And he exited as well:::
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2005 11:01 pm
I'm fine lass.. just a bit of wind.. *cross thinks for a moment*... er... see that man over there...? *he whispers motioning slightly to tac*.... he Reaaallly enjoys being hugged like you just hugged me.*
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