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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 7:08 pm
[Nathan A. Wilson]
Nathan blinked dumbly at Nyx. "S-Sorry..." he mumbled, straightening up and brushing off his shorts anxiously. He turned and gave Chance a strange look, then turned back to the Kaltec and obscenely rich man.
"Well, um, this is Chance. He's a friend of mine from a long, long time ago. There's all kinds of strange and mysterious history behind this one." The white mage patted the black mage's shoulder and smiled 'mysteriously' at the other two males. And he liked Fortayu's sparkling grin. It was pretty.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 7:30 pm
[Nyx D. Altair]
Nyx was mildly curious about the stranger who had wandered in with Nathan. The transvestite was not known for his promiscuity, preferring to go a round or two with Alan if he was ever in the mood and keep it at that. So who was the cute man with the nice accent? (Not that Nathan's wasn't nice.)
"Chance, hm? Nice to meet you, I'm Nyx." He would've offered a handshake, but he was too cozy where he was sitting. Close to Fortayu, who was wearing quite the sexy grin...
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Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2007 9:07 pm
"Indeed." Chance nodded to Nyx in a manner that suggested a bow without actually making the motion. He tilted his head a bit and adressed Nathan.
"So, what were we going to do exactly? It doesn't look terribly busy here at the moment, should I leave you to your companions or...?" He trailed off, inviting suggestions.
And his accent. It was a hint irish, a little french, and somewhat english. Strange, but pleasant to listen to when he decided he was actually going to talk for any length of time. Chance preferred to watch rather than participate.
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