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 Posted: Tue May 23, 2017 4:56 pm
Fickle and prone to change... Yeah, emotions sure were those things. But to think of others simply as a way to satisfy urges... even Rho was having a tough time seeing that. Though, maybe seeing it that way would make things easier. So much simpler for when he left...
Of course, Maritza's observations after left Rhonann gawking slightly. Just needed the bits... She couldn't help it but to burst out laughing, smacking the table with a hand before pushing the bread toward the Belrean. "I dare-say that there's oversimplifying it a bit, don'tchya think? Explains the whole 'emotionally dead' impression. Not sure 'bout yer thoughts, but I'd like ta give any kiddos a decent start. Their pa would have ta be smarter 'n' healthy. No weakling gonna spread his seed with me." Though her cheeks were flushed with the straightforward conversation, she couldn't help a quirked sense of enjoying herself. She'd never had such a conversation before, and it was refreshing to speak plainly.
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2017 12:45 pm
[16/20]
She couldn't help frowning when Rhonann started laughing. For one thing she didn't see what was amusing, and the other bit was the attention it was drawing to their table. The purpose of coming here was to hide; what was she doing?! When she smacked the table Ritz jumped up in her seat out of surprised shock before hissing, "Stop that."
She furrowed her brow. "Are you suggesting that I wouldn't? Whatever man I choose to sire my young will be mentally and physically fit. They will surpass all previous generations in terms of intelligence and if the male is incapable of guaranteeing such an offspring he can reproduce with a weed for all I care."
Maritza looked down at her bowl which was quickly emptying. Was their food really that enjoyable?
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Posted: Sun Jun 04, 2017 7:24 pm
Rho managed to attempt covering her mouth to stifle her laughter. Leaning forward with her elbows on the table, she watched the violet eyes flash with amusement. "Well, there's some fire in ya after all~" she mused. Somehow, she was having fun rather than getting irritated. "Good ta know ya go standards there. Not that I was tryin' ta say anythin' on what yer standards are. After all, we only just met. Don't know nothin' aboutchya~"
Was a certain hybrid physically and mentally fit? ..oh, stop! Maybe he was physically in shape, but mentally, the guy was surely a nut job! An absolute loon! Not fit for her at all. Nope.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2017 1:21 pm
That was right; this woman knew next to nothing about Maritza, and if she had it her way, things would stay like that. She wasn't eager to go about spreading any kind of information to the heathens. Honestly, she had probably already shared too much.
"...I'm done here. If you've finished with your portion we can go back to the ship." At least there, when attention would be called to her, Ritz would be among her own kind. Right now she felt entirely too exposed and in an uncertain area.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2017 3:21 pm
Rho looked down at her meal, took up one final scoop, and pushed up from her seat. "Aye, I'm all done here. Let's go check out tha' special thing ye're spoutin' on about." She walked over to the bar to pay what was owed first, and then headed out. Back in the night air, she took a deep breath and patted her belly. "That was good," she murmured, glancing back at her companion. She was... actually having fun. "A'ight. Lead the way~"
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2017 2:16 pm
[18/20]
Maritza wasn't entirely sure she was even allowed to show off their weaponry to the locals, but then again, when had she ever bothered with rules?
She headed outside while Rhonann took care of the tab, head held high when a few of the patrons raised their eyes up long enough to pay her any mind. Most were too far gone in their drink to care, but what few did see...
Well, one looked as if he didn't know what he was seeing and looked at his drink as if he'd had one too many.
Once outside, she waited, leaning back against the side of the building for the other woman to join her. "Is this where you bring every strange girl you meet? A bar?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 11, 2017 5:11 pm
Rho stretched her arms over her head and cocked a brow. "Well, can't say I of'en meet strange gals... So, yep! Brought you here, so it's where all you strange gals go~" Shrugging, she shook her head and waved a hand. "I won't be 'round fer much longer, so guess I gotta find another place ta show ya'll."
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2017 9:42 am
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Maritza hooked her thumbs into her belt loop, turned on the ball of her foot and led them back towards the wreckage. In the evening light she could barely make it out; were it not for the plethora of torches surrounding it, both from her own people and the strangers, all vying to get a better look, she might have thought it a natural mountain. Now, in the unnatural light, it looked almost demonic.
"We'll circle around; seems to be less people that way." After all, she was already talking to one mainlander, she didn't need the hoard.
"Maybe tomorrow evening we can meet up again and see if your crossbow compares to the blunderbuss? A little shooting match?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2017 5:48 pm
Rhonann couldn't help the flutter in her belly as they neared the flying ship. It was enormous and strange, and she had yet to get so close to it. Still, she followed along, knowing it would be better to stick with the person familiar with the ship than attempt it on her own.
A shooting match! Rho perked up lightly, a grin rising. A little competition was just what she needed. "Ye're on. Tomorrah then."
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2017 1:42 pm
"Good, but first things first; we still need to show you the blunderbuss." It wouldn't be hard to get back into her ship and she highly doubted that anyone would complain even if they did see Rhonann. Most would be too wrapped up in repairs to worry and if others did worry, then Maritza would just have to pleasantly change their minds.
All she knew was that the general plan was to show the other woman the weapon, then get back to her work. Tomorrow would come soon enough, so she wasn't overly concerned with giving her the full, detailed lesson on the weapon; just enough to keep her promise and shoo the windling out.
Just enough to get by, really.
(Fin. Bad fin, but fin lol)
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