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 Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:37 pm
"Nope. Clarinet. This is a gun." -pulls one out of his holster and holds it for Wallace to see before he puts it away-
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:38 pm
GASP.
A GUN.
"Have you...killed people?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:38 pm
Seriously? Does this SOUND like a gun?
::starts playing a jaunty melody and motions to Brenth to join in::
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:39 pm
"I'm not the quickest draw in the west for nothin'."
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:40 pm
And suddenly, the man with the clarinet seems a little safer.
Wallace takes a seat in the smack middle of the Bistro, pulling a stool over from the bar to sit there.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:40 pm
Try to keep up *Starts playing a slightly harder song* (( Kvothe at the moment for my cosplay for the week. xp ))
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:46 pm
"The song is pretty." Wallace shifts a little on his stool.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:47 pm
::Changes up the melody and turns it into a countermelody, essentially dueling the lute::
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:49 pm
"They're having a man match in your honor Cupcake. Dueling it out with their instruments."
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:49 pm
"Oh." A blush appeared on his cheeks. "We could just have a threesome."
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:52 pm
*Kvothe smiles a bit it was nice to have some one to play with*
Not bad at all. You remind me of a girl I know.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:53 pm
I'll take that as a compliment.
::hops off the stage and heads back to the bar::
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:54 pm
*stops playing and goes and grabs a drink*
You should. She's one of the best musicians I know.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:55 pm
Wallace swings his legs, bouncing his heels off the bar near the bottom of his stool.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:55 pm
-points at Wallace on the stool, then to the empty spot he had vacated- "I'm sure nobody is going to hurt you. Get back over here Cupcake."
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