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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:08 am
The door blew out of his hand, slamming back hard on the hinges. He held tight to his hat and closed the door behind him. Walking across the bar he scanned for her...nothing.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:14 am
You....*he rumbles from the fire, his huge body hidden in dark apart from that that shows from the blaze of the fire*
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:16 am
His right leg scuffed across the floor, limping slightly, he retrieved his bottle of rye and took his posistion at the table, overlooking all doors to the room. He popped the cork and sighed roughly.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:21 am
Vincent R. Starwind You....*he rumbles from the fire, his huge body hidden in dark apart from that that shows from the blaze of the fire* He looked up from his bottle, pulled the brim of his hat gentley, nodding a hello.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:22 am
The ShiverMan Vincent R. Starwind You....*he rumbles from the fire, his huge body hidden in dark apart from that that shows from the blaze of the fire* He looked up from his bottle, pulled the brim of his hat gentley, nodding a hello. *his eyes were slitted, the soft red a dark evil red as he slowly turned his head* Father number two indeed...
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:23 am
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:28 am
Vincent R. Starwind The ShiverMan Vincent R. Starwind You....*he rumbles from the fire, his huge body hidden in dark apart from that that shows from the blaze of the fire* He looked up from his bottle, pulled the brim of his hat gentley, nodding a hello. *his eyes were slitted, the soft red a dark evil red as he slowly turned his head* Father number two indeed... He brought the bottle to his lips, drinking slowly. He looked at the dragon then set the bottle down. He thought over his words carefully before he spoke. His voice dry and raspy.I am Shiverman
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:30 am
Shiverman....bullshit, your angels adopted father...obviously slipped her thoughts to tell me though *rumble snarls and smoke bellows from his nostrals*
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:33 am
Temper...Temper...Father was not a name she called me.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:35 am
The ShiverMan Temper...Temper...Father was not a name she called me. *his eyes close and then open wide, his temper well and truely lost, he opens his mouth wide and within a roar flames erupts from his throat, bursting from his mouth in a giant fireball, speaking draconic now* All will call you dead
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:40 am
Vincent R. Starwind The ShiverMan Temper...Temper...Father was not a name she called me. *his eyes close and then open wide, his temper well and truely lost, he opens his mouth wide and within a roar flames erupts from his throat, bursting from his mouth in a giant fireball, speaking draconic now* All will call you dead He watches the flame ball hurl across the bar. Leaning back he propped his feet up and watched the dragon.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:43 am
Thats your warning...Angels yours...Hope she calls -you- father...*he raises himself fully and side wall gets blasted clean through*
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:48 am
You give up on Mouse so easly? I am passing through, she chose you as Father...and I saw you as a strong, noble dragon....you speak of her as property
shakes his head sadly
Were you looking for a reason to walk out on her...and this became the first plausable one?
he looked at the wall
You didn't need to wreck her bar to make a point of your strength. I am but a marksman....I could never slay a dragon...I don't stand a snowballs chance in hell to you...
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:53 am
The ShiverMan You give up on Mouse so easly? I am passing through, she chose you as Father...and I saw you as a strong, noble dragon....you speak of her as propertyshakes his head sadlyWere you looking for a reason to walk out on her...and this became the first plausable one?he looked at the wallYou didn't need to wreck her bar to make a point of your strength. I am but a marksman....I could never slay a dragon...I don't stand a snowballs chance in hell to you... You didn't have the guts to tell me what you were doing here truely...what 'Mouse' was to you... *he stomps each footpaw heavily on the floor as he turns and moves closer to the marksman* ...Angles yours, since you care so much look after her, obviously more of a father than I was.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:54 am
He looks up at the dragon
Do you listen to your wife at all?
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