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 Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 5:31 pm
Striker pulled himself away from the Spark, to look at the document Banning laid in front of him. As he started to read it, he looked up and told Banning, “I was a Sssolider ssso I know how to keep sssecretsss and how to keep my mouth ssshut.”
Striker signed the document and handed it back to Banning. After Striker gave the document back. he asked Banning “Is there anything elsssse that I need to know?”
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 4:14 am
"Unless you wish to ask me more questions now, this will be all for now." Banning answered him calmly, after having refolded the parchment with great care and placed it back into its casing.
"Should you ever need get in touch with me..." from the same suitcase he produced a little folder this time. It appeared to me somewhat of a beginner's guide to Essentics, complete with the Life Essentials contact details. Given Striker's age and experience, the man hadn't felt the need to run him through the basics again though. Should he have forgotten how influences and essentic growth worked, he could refer to the manual though.
"I want to inform you that there are other owners around Vargash, as well. If you ever feel the desrire to get acquainted with them, our customer support does include providing socialising setups."
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Gracious Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2009 7:02 pm
“I can’t think of anything elssse right now,” Striker said. Then he saw that Banning was about to use the front door in order to leave. Knowing that this was a horrible idea, Striker jumped up to grab Banning’s arm.. ”You don’t want to use the front door, I have it booby-trapped - the front step falls into a pit.” Then the Naga lead his visitor out to the side door. “Thanks for everything” Striker said as he closed the door an went back inside.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 2:42 am
((ask Redbud to tell you about modding and making assumptions about the other person's moves, mkay. Don't do this again xD even if it was an okay trick.))
Banning thanked him kindly for the warning, keeping his 'sweatdrop' internal until he was safely out in the chilly night air again. There he could at last let out a rather woeful-dramatic sigh.
Hooboy... Oh well, time would tell what would come of this. His mission was complete.
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