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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 11:09 pm
((Sorry all. AIM isn't an option for me at the moment.))
*Luana takes another step away from Sato as she wakes, and suddenly finds the Brink getting crowded. She goes to help Lilly up.*
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 11:17 pm
*Maggie studies Lilly's expression with some concern* Ye needna apologize, truly, there's no telling when any of us may be pulled in here . . . are ye . . ?
*but her question is cut off as she fades away*
[Ahh, it's past 2 am here, I must sleeeeeep. Night!]
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 11:20 pm
>>Sato gets up and walks over to the bar, ignoring everyone, and begins rummaging for a drink<<
Goddamn place...
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 11:23 pm
((G'Night!))
*Luana manages to keep from getting as afraid this time, but still keeps a close eye on Sato.*
Wait, did I hear you right, Sir Malazar? You teach?
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 11:26 pm
>>Sato looks over at Luana<<
Hey. You're that kid I almost killed, ain't ya? You look fine ta me.
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 11:31 pm
Malazar chuckles at both of you.
"Yes, I teach, and you're a bit young yourself to be talking of killing and calling others children lass."
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 11:34 pm
*To Sato* Still alive, at least. *She hasn't ever really met Sato, and still wants to maintain a certain distance.*
*She turns back to Malazar.* What subject do you teach?
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 11:38 pm
>>Sato turns to Malazar<<
And how the ******** would YOU know how old I am, hmmm? I can assure YOU, however that I am more than capable of killing. With or without Badger.
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 11:40 pm
::Lilly rubs her head and looks at the three of them, staying quiet::
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 11:46 pm
((To Sato)) "I know that you're still young enough to speak casually of killing, and that you don't have the years on you to claim it so. A five year old can kill, but it takes years upon years of fighting and killing to know when it should count."
Mal looks at Sato reproachfully, and even though he looks to be in his mid-thirties his eyes are are like cold iron.
((To Luana))
Mal chuckles, switching focus smoothly.
"I teach many different subject, everything from introductory magic and combat classes to advanced metaphysics and applied dimensional mathematics. I've been told in my travels that it is considered odd for so many different disciples to exist on a single world, but it is how things work on mine."
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 11:49 pm
::Lilly helps herself up and wanders over to the creatures talking, she isn't sure what race any of them are but it doesn't matter at the moment, she has too much on her mind::
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 11:50 pm
*Luana offers her hand down to Lilly to help her up, only to find that she has gotten up on her own. She takes a short moment to absorb what Malazar had just told her.*
Your world, Sir? Where exactly are you from?
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 11:52 pm
Oh, go ******** yourself, dude. Don't talk like you know me. I've been on the battlefield for most of my ******** life. Your philosophical bullshit doesn't mean jack ******** s**t with me. Besides, I don't need to justify myself to you. I just need to carry out my orders to the best of my ability. So you can just go hump a tree or something, guy.
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 11:55 pm
*Luana, hearing Sato's comment, mutters,* I hope you don't think you're impressing anyone with your abuse of the English language...
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2005 12:01 am
>>Sato looks at Luana and shakes her head<<
I'm not here to impress anyone, kid. This is just how I ******** talk. Sorry if it displeases your highness, but I'm just a soldier, I live with soldiers, and i tend to pick up things, like the talk and attitude of fellow ******** soldiers.
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