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 Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:41 pm
Bigby Wolf Don't touch the boulder. *waves a hand, making a smoke circle in the air* Interesting thing about West's current mental condition. He shouldn't have it. No deep brain injuries. No lasting trauma. And yet, he can't remember a thing. So tell me, Frost. Other then yourself, how many other guild members who have no alibi for the time of the crime could affect a man's mind like that? Good thing I wasn't around, just me and the Shaman hanging out in Hell... ninja
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:42 pm
Bigby Wolf I know you haven't been in the guild. You were in the marketplace, selling off several items with a common theme. I was watching you. So what? There's nothing against selling in the Marketplace. I had somethings people might find of interest and I certainly didn't want them.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:42 pm
Your alibi corroborates. I've already checked you out. Hers is nonexistant.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:43 pm
Bigby Wolf Don't touch the boulder. *waves a hand, making a smoke circle in the air* Interesting thing about West's current mental condition. He shouldn't have it. No deep brain injuries. No lasting trauma. And yet, he can't remember a thing. So tell me, Frost. Other then yourself, how many other guild members who have no alibi for the time of the crime could affect a man's mind like that? *Emma crosses her legs and leans back in the chair, having a sip of her drink before addressing Bigby* You act as though I'm the only telepath around these parts. There are others, perhaps even stronger than myself, though certainly not as gifted. Nate Grey for example. *wink* With the rate of speed Wallace's mind works, how can you be sure a telepath could even affect him? You on the other hand, I often wondered what little secrets someone like you might have. *She smiles and her eyes lock onto Bigby's own, trying to probe him*
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:43 pm
Ms. Selina Kyle Bigby Wolf I know you haven't been in the guild. You were in the marketplace, selling off several items with a common theme. I was watching you. So what? There's nothing against selling in the Marketplace. I had somethings people might find of interest and I certainly didn't want them. *lights a new cigarette* Marketplace is a great tool. Especially when you want to get rid of something without attracting too much attention. Or launder some gold.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:45 pm
Ms Emma Frost *Emma crosses her legs and leans back in the chair, having a sip of her drink before addressing Bigby* You act as though I'm the only telepath around these parts. There are others, perhaps even stronger than myself, though certainly not as gifted. Nate Grey for example. *wink* With the rate of speed Wallace's mind works, how can you be sure a telepath could even affect him? You on the other hand, I often wondered what little secrets someone like you might have. *She smiles and her eyes lock onto Bigby's own, trying to probe him* *looks nonplussed* Ever tried to mindscan wind before, Frost?
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:46 pm
Bigby Wolf *looks nonplussed* Ever tried to mindscan wind before, Frost? *sighs* Can't say that I have dear, but right now you are resembling a big, bag of wind.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:46 pm
I know, just thought i'd add my two cents. Don't want to cause any waves and all, so i'll just be on my way to speak with that lovely wife of yours Mr. Wolf. Having dinner with Mister North later, would you like me to tell him anything for you?
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:47 pm
I should. My father was the North Wind.
*blows smoke in her face*
No mind games, Frost. Answer the question. WHERE WERE YOU ON SATURDAY?
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:47 pm
Bigby Wolf *lights a new cigarette* Marketplace is a great tool. Especially when you want to get rid of something without attracting too much attention. Or launder some gold. What, so soon after the crime? That's amaturish. *sips her drink*
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:48 pm
Jason_Blood I know, just thought i'd add my two cents. Don't want to cause any waves and all, so i'll just be on my way to speak with that lovely wife of yours Mr. Wolf. Having dinner with Mister North later, would you like me to tell me anything for you? *raises an eyebrow* I know you're the proper type, Blood, but I don't have a wife. I have a mate, but she's not too thrilled to have anyone bring it up. And you can tell my father to go blow himself.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:49 pm
Bigby Wolf I should. My father was the North Wind. *blows smoke in her face* No mind games, Frost. Answer the question. WHERE WERE YOU ON SATURDAY? Would you kindly put that thing out? I was willing to tolerate it but now you're just being rude with it.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:50 pm
Ms. Selina Kyle Bigby Wolf *lights a new cigarette* Marketplace is a great tool. Especially when you want to get rid of something without attracting too much attention. Or launder some gold. What, so soon after the crime? That's amaturish. *sips her drink* Funny thing about "The Crime." I have reason to believe that the money was stolen long before West was attacked. And even better reason to believe that the money's been funneling out of the guild by way of the marketplace for weeks. Let me paint a little scenario for you, Ms. Kyle. Kapow's number one Cat Burglar stumbles onto the guild vault, and can't resist. Moving that much pure gold isn't so easy without attracting attention, so she finds a way to slowly trickle it out into the marketplace where she can profit on the commerce. Sound viable?
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:51 pm
Bigby Wolf I should. My father was the North Wind. *blows smoke in her face* No mind games, Frost. Answer the question. WHERE WERE YOU ON SATURDAY? *Emma coughs and fans the smoke from her face, frowning* I'd comment on how utterly rude you are Bigby but then I'm sure that would come as no surprise. *She sets her glass down and adjusts her hair, taking her time and smiling at Bigby, toying with him as is her usual ploy* Not that it's any of your business dear, but I was handling some personal encounters. I'm sure you're aware of the recent events that decimated my kind - not that you'd care I'm sure. I spent a good portion of the morning at the mansion, working with my girls, the Cuckoos, and Jay Guthrie. *She wrinkles her brow* Satisfied?
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:52 pm
Ms. Selina Kyle Bigby Wolf I should. My father was the North Wind. *blows smoke in her face* No mind games, Frost. Answer the question. WHERE WERE YOU ON SATURDAY? Would you kindly put that thing out? I was willing to tolerate it but now you're just being rude with it. If I put it out I'd have to deal with the smell of French Whore Number 5 from Frost. I'd like to maul the human that invented perfume.
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