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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:18 pm
Who's there knocking at my window The owl and the dead boy Psh. I'm not dishing out 100K to see a spark. I'll just get War to tell me what you can do. I'm sure he's very familiar with it, yes? He's been most cooperative so far with my questions, I'm sure he won't mind answering a few concerning his bride-to-be/nemesis...
Unless, of course, you wish to demonstrate on this pig carcass, which I just used to replace the dummy due to Epic's excellent suggestion.
This night whispers my name All the dying children
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:20 pm
Pfft. He doesn't know everything about me.
And I'm not doing a thing without payment.
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:22 pm
Tasn Zheng Pfft. He doesn't know everything about me. And I'm not doing a thing without payment. Who's there knocking at my window The owl and the dead boy Consider a demonstration repayment, Tasn. After all, I do believe you are carrying at least one vial of my holy water, provided you haven't used them all.
This night whispers my name All the dying children
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:23 pm
I really don't see how me showing an ability to use fire would benefit you in any way.
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:25 pm
Tasn Zheng I really don't see how me showing an ability to use fire would benefit you in any way. Who's there knocking at my window The owl and the dead boy It would be entertaining, not to mention informative. When hunting, one needs two things: knowledge and weapons. A demonstration could conceivably provide me with both.
This night whispers my name All the dying children
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:26 pm
I consider my ability to use fire irrelevant to this case.
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:27 pm
Tasn Zheng I consider my ability to use fire irrelevant to this case. Who's there knocking at my window The owl and the dead boy I don't. Was the last victim not burned to a cinder?
This night whispers my name All the dying children
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:28 pm
She was burnt, but not to a cinder.
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:29 pm
Tasn Zheng She was burned, but not to a cinder. Who's there knocking at my window The owl and the dead boy You are arguing semantics, Tasn. It's not going to get you anywhere.
This night whispers my name All the dying children
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:30 pm
Your current line of enquiry is getting you nowhere.
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:31 pm
Tasn Zheng Your current line of enquiry is getting you nowhere. Who's there knocking at my window The owl and the dead boy Is that so? We shall see, Tasn.
This night whispers my name All the dying children
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:32 pm
I'm serious, you read too much into it.
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:33 pm
Tasn Zheng I'm serious, you read too much into it. Who's there knocking at my window The owl and the dead boy Just noting interesting coincidences.
This night whispers my name All the dying children
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:44 pm
Tasn Zheng I'm serious, you read too much into it. On 10/11/10, at 4:13 PM, Carmen/Tasn wrote: > lol Yoru asked me if I could do anything with fire On 10/11/10, at 4:14 PM, Carmen/Tasn wrote: > and when I answered yes, I meant that I could light a match Indeed
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 1:45 pm
CH0Z0 Tasn Zheng I'm serious, you read too much into it. On 10/11/10, at 4:13 PM, Carmen/Tasn wrote: > lol Yoru asked me if I could do anything with fire On 10/11/10, at 4:14 PM, Carmen/Tasn wrote: > and when I answered yes, I meant that I could light a match Indeed Who's there knocking at my window The owl and the dead boy Well, you know what happens when you put a spark to alcohol...
This night whispers my name All the dying children
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