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 Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 11:19 am
"Curiosity killed the cat," He murmured softly, turning to walk away again. He reached down and pulled a white cloth over his mouth and nose, looking more like a true assassin now, though the white took away from it moreso.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 11:21 am
"Cats 'ate water," she snapped, pulling her jacket up onto her shoulders. Fingers slid along the slick, golden face of her pocketwatch beside her, dirty nails clacking along the surface. "Eh, so yer just gone?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 11:21 am
"Like the wind." He murmured, turning just slightly, to meet her eyes with his expressionless face.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 11:24 am
"Aye, I know the wind well, boy, and I know it's not a thing to move out fast." Glancing upwards, she stared to the sky, eyes scanning the grey puffs that rolled over the sun. "And 'ere comes the rain..."
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 11:25 am
"The rain..." He stopped, staring upwards. Immediately, the rain began to pour, soaking them both instantly. "It's quite different here... really..."
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 11:26 am
"I agree, eh..." sighing, she pulled her hat from her had, placing it beneath her arm and lowering to her knee. As she dipped her head, she muttered in memorium, placing a hand on her heart. "En memoria..."
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 11:27 am
"Memory...?" He turned to her now, his eyes cold. "In memory of what...?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 11:28 am
"It... was a war," she replied smoothly, rising to her feet, heavy boots slapping the already moist dirt. "'s all I need to say, eh."
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 11:28 am
"Everything is about war." His fists clenched. "And I'm just a tool for it, after all." Turning briskly, he marched off.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 11:29 am
"Yer not the only one, White," she muttered plainly, kneeling once more in the mud, "we all are..." Her other hand held the butt of her saber, turning her head to gaze at him as he left. "I'm always 'ere."
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 11:30 am
"No. I don't have a choice." He murmured softly, to himself, drawing his fingers together and creating a small orb of wind. No one wants a magus, and especially not an assassin. Those two mixed are deadly...
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 11:32 am
[This is where we get bored and change scenes. A RANDOM NUMBER OF DAYS LATER, WE RETURN TO OUR... oops, wrong opening. Heh heh. >_>]
[A COUPLE DAYS LATER...]
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 11:34 am
(xDDD)
It had been a few days since his last encounter with the pirate girl. Tilting his head as he listened to his 'customer' describe the person to be killed, he frowned slightly. "Why... do you want her killed now?"
"That's none of your concern."
"It is, or you don't have an assassin."
"You're joking!"
"No." Tilting his glass up, he watched the water inside swirl.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 11:37 am
Just two seats behind the familiar face, she tilted her head to the side, listening in on the quiet words the two shared. She tilted her head, biting into her lip as she clanked her bottle of ale on the table. She said nothing, keeping completely silent, simply staring in silence, doing her best to hear every word. Sounds familiar, eh...
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 5:35 pm
"She's a damn pirate, and she keeps stealing my s**t!" The 'customer' yelled, standing up abruptly and pointing at the assassin. "And that's why I need her killed, you damn mage!"
White's eyes shone for a moment. "Sit down before you hurt yourself, old man."
"No! You're a damn magus assassin that doesn't do his ******** job! You call yourself a killer..."
"Excuse me if I cherish life." He broke the glass in his hand, and stood up. "Name one main reason why she needs to be killed."
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