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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 7:01 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 7:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 7:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 7:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 8:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 8:32 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 8:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 8:51 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 8:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2018 9:22 pm
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*flinches a bit at Leko's poking* Yeah, no. Unfortunately, Taus is technically the host body and I shouldn't even exist, but apparently I have the "fortunate" rolleyes role of being the dominant one when lethal s**t happens stare
*takes the potion and gives it a sniff to make sure it's not actually poison ninja Although...* You know... as much as I'm sure I'm going to hate inviting this on myself, I hate having to heal the long way even more stare So I'm just going to say it: if your rez potion works anything like Mir's rez spells, then I need to be full on dead for them to work.
No no no no no. Just, no stressed I don't know what you're talking about, but no one's killing anyone on my watch talk2hand Not again, anyway sweatdrop
Someone could also just go fetch Mir and she'd heal it right up in one cast. And if we're going to be telling her the truth, we have to find her anyway. Two birds, right?
Um.. casts are for broken bones, not bullet wounds... Not that kind of cast stressed
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2018 4:09 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2018 5:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2018 6:06 pm
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Her eyes opened and she dropped the sword. The images of what she'd seen...were they the past...or a possible future? She stared at the sword, silent now, laying on the floor at her feet.
"I need to get out of this room, I think...that's it, I've just been cooped up too long and need to see people. Maybe Leko and Lia are around."
She dressed quickly and gave one last glance at the sword before exiting her room. Once outside in the hallway, she made her way towards the bar.
She breathed a sigh once inside the ornate bar, it reminded her of the day back at MW. Soon she was seated at the bar and ordered a pomegranate martini. Tapping out a clove, she lit it and then glanced around the bar.
'Huh, Gio is sitting with...Dougherty? confused ' she thought, wondering why the hell Gio would be sitting so casually with 'he shall not be named', but then Gio always had an agenda. Might be best to keep an eye and an ear on things, just in case.
She felt for her knife on her leg as if to reassure herself that she was armed at least before taking a sip of the martini.
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2018 8:50 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2018 7:15 am
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*Not long after the server came back with his scotch on the rocks, he hears someone yell out their order to the bartender. That voice is unmistakably Giovanni and he looks up to confirm it. Yep, it's Gio. Taking a drink, he watches Gio's agitated demeanor change markedly upon receiving a phone call. Hmm, wonder what that's all about? confused
After the call, he notices Gio sizing him up, and then approaching him. Without saying a word, Gio sits down and reaches into his inside jacket pocket. Be prepared. You never know what someone might have in their pockets. After Gio produces a couple of cigars and set one down in front of him, he watches the man light his own cigar and toss the box of matches over towards the cigar on the table.
Not wanting to dishonor Gio's gesture, Will picks up the premium cigar and looks it over, then takes a moment to take in the scent of its tightly rolled leaves.* Nice. Cuban? *He picks up the box of matches and proceeds to light the cigar that was offered to him. Puffs on the cigar and exhales as he glances over at some movement at the bar. ninja Eyes Kat nonchalantly feeling for the hidden knife she's been known to have strapped to her leg. Turns his attention back to Gio and makes eye contact with the gangster.* Soo, what's up, Gio? emotion_eyebrow
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