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 Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 10:45 am
*clashes swords with Conan*
Tis no great thing, Cimmerean! I simply wished to see if you were still as inept with a blade as the last time our steel crossed!
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 10:46 am
Danielle Baptiste Zayne Carrick *Stares at the almost naked woman carrying blades*
eek
Ehem... is that machine new ?. *Squints his eyes at the jukebox*
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 10:48 am
::joins Zayne::
This is quite a lovely jukebox isn't it?
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 10:48 am
*Conan snorts a bit, keeping his longsword between himself and Sonja, parrying her strikes, and testing her own defenses.*
I see time hasn't dulled YOUR edge. What brings you to this land of Charming Princes and green wizards?
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 10:48 am
((I RESENT THAT!))
Must we fight.
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 10:49 am
Zayne Carrick *Notices he's been caught staring and quickly looks other way*.
Ehem... is that machine new ?. *Squints his eyes at the jukebox*
Maybe?
I'm new too.
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 10:50 am
Fables Snow White ::joins Zayne:: This is quite a lovely jukebox isn't it?
Hi there !. *Turns to look at Snow but slowly his eyes go back to the red haired woman*
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 10:51 am
Fables Snow White ::sighs:: More fighting? I thought we stopped all that after last night. Ahh, you misuderstand! *Hunter says, watching the fight.* Clearly, the dark one and the red one are close friends. This must be how they bond in their homeland.
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 10:53 am
*Turns back again*. What ?.
Oh right !. The music box.
Nice uh ?. *Pats it*
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 10:55 am
*parries another longsword blow and slashes with her knife*
Osin is lost, and I found a familiar trail leading to this place. It turns out it was yours. And here I thought you had traipsed into some sort of danger, instead I find you propositioning comely maidens amidst the rubble of a tavern!
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 10:55 am
Oh. Perhaps you are correct, Mr. Rose
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 10:56 am
::Steps back, not wanting to use the Witchblade::
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 11:00 am
*Looks around, studying all the rubble*
So what happened here ?. Did they do that ?.
*Points to Conan and Sonja*
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 11:02 am
No. There was a great battle here last night. These newcomers did not cause this damage
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 11:03 am
*Conan laughs, trying not to get distracted by Sonja's banter. The blade nicks his thigh, and Conan mutters an oath to Mitra.*
I propositioned her merely in jest. She's too serious for my tastes. And it appears we're both too late for whatever war happened here.
But if there's one thiong I've learned. civilied or not, all people are always at war. I'm sure I can find some work soon enough.
*Conan lunges forward, trying to separate Sonja from the knife.*
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