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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:04 am
*Watches the heated battle between Aykon and Gatts. She had never in her times at the darkseas see the innkeeper this mad. It usually would excite her to see such displays, always had an avid love of fight but ever since she left the clan due to immoral terms she wasn't quite ready for all this. Once again her hand came to rest on her holster for her own safety measures, althought being undead she had no fear of injury it's not like she wanted to say "hey stab me" it wasn't very pleasant to be stabbed. Hopefully she wouldn't have to draw weapon, Aykon disliked them and they were usually banned, she would never part with her revolvers but she complied with rules and refused to use them. As Fire spoke to her she gave a grin.*
"They hate you the same reason they hate me.. we are different and some human brains can't cope with that.It's kind of sad really,"
*laughs a bit not really to Fire but more to herself. She climbed out of her seat and went passed the swordman and Aykon to stand near the werewolf.*
"You really have a much better view from here."
*Again she smirks to herself.*
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 4:58 pm
*Fire looks up towards Rhodes and smiles*
That's why I chose this seat eh?
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 5:58 pm
*The silent man slips back into the tavern once more, eyeing the crowd that is present. He choses a seat away from the others and watches the things going on.*
Quite interesting how things go around here. He thinks to himself. It seems some of them can't follow the rules.... Such a shame to see that adults still have trouble with rules.
*He shakes his head at those with weapons.*
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 6:06 pm
*Aykon perspires a little as he continues to hold his empty hands up as though he planned to defend himself with his bare hands. The barrier remains strong and makes it that Gatts cannot get around it with any manner of speed without being caught. Aykon didn't want to fight but he preferred it to someone hurting any of his family. He looks back to the movement behind Rhodes and Fire*
BE CAREFUL BACK THERE! THIS IS NO SIMPLE MATTER!
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 8:15 pm
*chuckles*
"Aww you are so sweet Aykon, I can handle myself though.. you know that.But then again I do appreciate this."
*begins to glare at the man with the sword. How dare he upset the peaceful inkeeper. No one else starts trouble so why should he. If Aykon needed she could assist in battle as well.*
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 8:42 pm
Gatts' sword hardly moves. In the moment when Aykon reacts, the tip of his blade lifts about half a foot, and Gatts looks pretty pissed, his muscles bulging. Afterwards, as the inn keeper continues to blather on, he takes aim on him instead.
Sorry pal, that ain’t gonna cut it. The fact that you’re in love with a monster doesn’t mean a damn to me. Just cuz you say she’s a nice person doesn’t really hold much water either. For all I know you could be under some kind of charm spell, it wouldn’t be the first time I’d seen it. However, you’re right about one thing. I am a monster. When you’ve lived a life like mine, you have to become one. If things need to get ugly, then I’ll damn well see they get hideous.
With a maniacal grin, he shifts his sword to more of a back-stance, looking as if he’s about to square off with Aykon at any second. If the air here didn’t seem heavy before, for some reason, then it should by now.
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Gatts The Black Swordsman
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 9:36 pm
((Okay, it is now time to do some explaining. First off, although Gatts is using weaponry which shouldn't have happened in the first place, he is really RP'ing his character like he should. Let's take this a bit more clearly and go step by step.
First off, what Gatts did was point the sword at Fire before she walked too far in the tavern and therefore, it would be completely impossible for her to walk any further inward because of the barrier. This confrontation is occruing essentially in the middle of the tavern. There is basically a barrier preventing Rhodes from walking across either. It is like a cage that prevents anyone else from entering the area. So thusly, no one can move into this area but Gatts and Aykon, this is for their protection. This is a conflict between Aykon and Gatts, not the other tavern members and Gatts.
Let's all cool our tempers and remember we are here to RP. Everyone cool it and we will resolve this issue, Aykon has taken initiative so he will deal with it.))
*Aykon stares Gatts down, despite the fact that the man is almost twice the size of Aykon, he seems that he is not afraid. His voice is calm, cold and venomous. He seems frozen in his position but is keeping a cool head*
I have asked you once...this is not a place to draw your weapon...no one here has any quarrels with you except you and the werewolf. Whatever you duty is, it does not apply to her, she is not the bloodthirsty beasts like others, she is a person who has made a mistake before...it is not her fault that she is what she is. As long as you persist with this endeavor nothing will be accomplished.
*Aykon shoots a look back to the people outside of this area and speaks loudly but calmly*
EVERYONE STAY CALM!
*Aykon returns his gaze to the man and stands firm*
I am trying to run a business where people are safe, regardless of what they are or who they are. You are bothering my customers for no other reason than their race. If you do not end this quarrel now you will need to leave.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 9:48 pm
The black swordsman takes a quick moment to consider what he’s just heard, and can’t help but make a disdainful expression.
Very well then, stand down and clear a path, and I shall leave this place in peace.
He still wasn’t sure how he felt about all of this, but so far they really hadn’t given him any particular reasons to try and slay them. Perhaps what the inn keeper said was true, but maybe he was being fooled. He would need more time to weigh these things. Obviously this wasn’t the place for it, and at this point he felt as if he were simply wasting time. He still needed to find a way back to his companions. It would’ve been nice to have a night of rest, but he knew that was probably asking too much. In the wilderness they would be sure to come for him, as they always do. Yet, he didn’t feel much safer here either, so it’d probably be best to stick to what he knew.
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