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 Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 3:46 am
 Trickery stood in the cold night alone- the moonshine gleaming off his silver flanks. He was practising his fire eating. He belched out a tongue of flame that seared the air and left a heat blur in its wake.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 3:52 am
 Persephonie Laughed at the sudden burst of light... "Oh Goodness that is nice... how do you accomplish such a trick?" it delighted her. She looked the Gentleman full in the face... "or is it just something you can DO... ?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 4:02 am
Trickery doused the torch. "It's something I have trained to do," he said rather hoarsely. "Lots of hard work."
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 10:54 am
"oh my... well that can't be good on your Throat in anycase." she said as she listened to his Hoarseness (ooc: bad pun i know) " Perhaps you should have water standing by?" she had looked around and did not see any laying about...
" why did you Choose Fire Breathing " she asked... Genuinly curious as to how some one chose such an.. abnormal hobby
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 1:29 pm
"Water will scald my throat," said Trickery. "I do many other things. Fire breathing is just what I wanted to practise tonight."
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 2:04 pm
"Ah a man of many faces... what a fortuitous meeting this is then... " she laughed lightly... " i can meet you today... and tomarrow i will meet some one else... " she thought about the adventure of it... then realized how tiring it would be as well ... "don't you get tired putting them all on?" she knew it was probably wrong to be so blunt with him... but... she didn't see the point in wasting time
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 2:08 am
Trickery frowned. "You don't know me," he said slowly and evenly.
...Seriously Toadies, she wouldn't know that he puts on costumes every day... That's what I told you... so how would she know?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 5:26 am
ooc: no i was going by his comment of "today" that implied that tomorrow he would do something else...
Persephonie Look at him... some what sharply... "never said i did... quite frankly... never said i wanted to... it up to you to decide... " she started to walk around him... " you seem an interesting character... truly... one very encased... seeing as how you don't say much... you must be very independent from those around you... " she smiled... "of course yes... i don't know you... I think you could be interesting... perhaps a good person to have around... " her voice took on an edge.... she did not like when people threw out little comments like that....
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 6:52 pm
Trickery's lip folded in on itself. He did not like being appraised like a bull in a bidding yard. "You seem to know well." He started picking up the scattered pins and securing them.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 5:10 pm
"i know enough to get me in trouble... always seems to be my... niche. But it has always brought me an adventure worth having... and people worth meeting... " she stepped back as he picked up the pins... looking over his face... "i suppose you should know my name... and i should know yours... it might be imperative later... " she did not know what later there was... but... she mused... there is always a cycle of time... "just as... knowing yours... might be imperative... " she was not sure why it was... just.. knew it was ticking in the back of her head... "I am Persephonie... and usually go by Persef, or some variation there of... BUT... if you call me Pur pur... or even go Purrrrrrr at me... YOU BETTER be buying me dinner!" she chuckled... "but i don't even dare think we would go that far... as you have not told me... am I allowed to attempt to know the living Flame Thrower?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 4:50 pm
Trickery looked at her slowly. "I won't be buying you dinner," he said quietly. "I'm called Trickery."
Hey Toadies. He's really not enjoying this.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 7:30 pm
OOC: i do not think this will end well and thus... i would rather end it here then in an argument that might possibly spill out into the real life...
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