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 Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:08 pm
Realizing that perhaps her scent gives away her fear when her face does not, she uses her free hand to spark up a cigarette. She does this casually, looking complacent but continuing to circle. The knife never leaves her other hand. Blades, speed and wit alone- these are her only tools.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:10 pm
Roilvn Whiro Big Dread laughs openly at this exchange, never once moving, just watching. Hummies where fun to watch, so much more so then orks. Sensing then seeing the presence of the ork, she smiles to herself, taking a few steps back from the Vampire Kind and snubbing her cigarette. She calls to him. "Lo, Ork!" Though she calls to him, her eyes never leave the Vampire Kind. "See me, do you?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:11 pm
While awaiting the Ork's response, she smiles a cat-like grin at the Vampire Kind she dances around.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:13 pm
MaLory Jeyd Realizing that perhaps her scent gives away her fear when her face does not, she uses her free hand to spark up a cigarette. She does this casually, looking complacent but continuing to circle. The knife never leaves her other hand. Blades, speed and wit alone- these are her only tools. He nods as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cigarette, putting it in his lips he sparks it and takes a long drag. "You don't need to be so on edge, if i was going to attack you, you would already be dead." He says blowing out the smoke.
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Gracious Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:14 pm
The ork doesn't move, he just watches, a small smile spread on his own face "Oi, ur damn right i zee yoo a gud un i do!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:17 pm
King_Lion MaLory Jeyd Realizing that perhaps her scent gives away her fear when her face does not, she uses her free hand to spark up a cigarette. She does this casually, looking complacent but continuing to circle. The knife never leaves her other hand. Blades, speed and wit alone- these are her only tools. He nods as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cigarette, putting it in his lips he sparks it and takes a long drag. "You don't need to be so on edge, if i was going to attack you, you would already be dead." He says blowing out the smoke. "Perhaps," she replies while, sparing the Ork a second quick glance. "But do you know? These knives are Paladin's Silver." She stops suddenly, thinking to herself, 'wait- Paladin's Silver, Paladin's Silver... Paladin's Silver, made by holy nomads in Southern Empire, is anethema to the Dark Things that often roam the streets of Empire's capitol city...' Her brother taught her that. 'But those are generally the kind that feast on Souls, not the kind that feast on Blood. Would these even be of any use against a Vampire Kind?'
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:18 pm
The vampire moves back into the darkness, his glowing eyes never looking from the girl. A ghostly smile crosses his face as he slowly taps his fingertips against the hilt of his sword.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:19 pm
Roilvn Whiro The ork doesn't move, he just watches, a small smile spread on his own face "Oi, ur damn right i zee yoo a gud un i do!" "I see!" She calls to the Ork. "Then you see that my hair is green, and most o' me dress too, right? Because I don't know about you..." She looks at the Vampire Kind once more. "But where I come from, Green iz BEST!" She smiles at the Lion. "Wouldn't you agree, Ork?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:20 pm
King_Lion The vampire moves back into the darkness, his glowing eyes never looking from the girl. A ghostly smile crosses his face as he slowly taps his fingertips against the hilt of his sword. Seeing his movement, she backflips away from him several more paces, inclined to keep her distance for a short spell longer. She flings a knife into the air: it arcs towards the Vampire, but misses by a fair spell. Intendedly so, no doubt: a warning shot, of sorts. It instead embeds itself in a stone building behind the monster.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:21 pm
MaLory Jeyd King_Lion MaLory Jeyd Realizing that perhaps her scent gives away her fear when her face does not, she uses her free hand to spark up a cigarette. She does this casually, looking complacent but continuing to circle. The knife never leaves her other hand. Blades, speed and wit alone- these are her only tools. He nods as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cigarette, putting it in his lips he sparks it and takes a long drag. "You don't need to be so on edge, if i was going to attack you, you would already be dead." He says blowing out the smoke. "Perhaps," she replies while, sparing the Ork a second quick glance. "But do you know? These knives are Paladin's Silver." She stops suddenly, thinking to herself, 'wait- Paladin's Silver, Paladin's Silver... Paladin's Silver, made by holy nomads in Southern Empire, is anethema to the Dark Things that often roam the streets of Empire's capitol city...' Her brother taught her that. 'But those are generally the kind that feast on Souls, not the kind that feast on Blood. Would these even be of any use against a Vampire Kind?' The ork just smiled as he laughs, he black tooth grin showing "Dey tear appart with a gud rippin'. Me hands are me anti everythin'"
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Gracious Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:23 pm
Roilvn Whiro MaLory Jeyd King_Lion MaLory Jeyd Realizing that perhaps her scent gives away her fear when her face does not, she uses her free hand to spark up a cigarette. She does this casually, looking complacent but continuing to circle. The knife never leaves her other hand. Blades, speed and wit alone- these are her only tools. He nods as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cigarette, putting it in his lips he sparks it and takes a long drag. "You don't need to be so on edge, if i was going to attack you, you would already be dead." He says blowing out the smoke. "Perhaps," she replies while, sparing the Ork a second quick glance. "But do you know? These knives are Paladin's Silver." She stops suddenly, thinking to herself, 'wait- Paladin's Silver, Paladin's Silver... Paladin's Silver, made by holy nomads in Southern Empire, is anethema to the Dark Things that often roam the streets of Empire's capitol city...' Her brother taught her that. 'But those are generally the kind that feast on Souls, not the kind that feast on Blood. Would these even be of any use against a Vampire Kind?' The ork just smiled as he laughs, he black tooth grin showing "Dey tear appart with a gud rippin'. Me hands are me anti everythin'" "Aye, I believe 'y on that! And you know this fellow is the adversary of the one you call your mistress. Surely you don't want a lowly humie to take all the glory? Think of how pleased she'd be if, upon her return, she finds him humbled before her servant?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:26 pm
MaLory Jeyd King_Lion MaLory Jeyd Realizing that perhaps her scent gives away her fear when her face does not, she uses her free hand to spark up a cigarette. She does this casually, looking complacent but continuing to circle. The knife never leaves her other hand. Blades, speed and wit alone- these are her only tools. He nods as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cigarette, putting it in his lips he sparks it and takes a long drag. "You don't need to be so on edge, if i was going to attack you, you would already be dead." He says blowing out the smoke. "Perhaps," she replies while, sparing the Ork a second quick glance. "But do you know? These knives are Paladin's Silver." She stops suddenly, thinking to herself, 'wait- Paladin's Silver, Paladin's Silver... Paladin's Silver, made by holy nomads in Southern Empire, is anethema to the Dark Things that often roam the streets of Empire's capitol city...' Her brother taught her that. 'But those are generally the kind that feast on Souls, not the kind that feast on Blood. Would these even be of any use against a Vampire Kind?' "Paladin's silver had little to no effect on my kind, so sorry to burst you bubble but you have nothing that worry's me." He says with a slight laugh. "And if your thinking of aiming for the heart, know that i'm faster than you could imagine so you would end up worse. So how about we just be civil?" He asks charmingly.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:29 pm
"Tow against one? No honor amongst slaves i guess." He says with a slight laugh moving further into the darkness.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:29 pm
The ork shook his head and frowned "She ordered me to kill no hummie while iz her'." He still sat, his choppa dug into the dirt
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Gracious Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 8:32 pm
Roilvn Whiro The ork shook his head and frowned "She ordered me to kill no hummie while iz her'." He still sat, his choppa dug into the dirt To the Ork: "A Vampire is hardly a humie, right? Did she say anything about Vampires?" But then she considers the goading of the Vampire. "Hmm. But then, if its his will to be civil?"
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