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 Posted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 8:23 pm
"Im ready whenever you are...'Teacher Dre'"
Raizo said with a laugh.
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 4:07 pm
"I am prepared." Salaura said as she stood. It was odd, for someone who had traveled as far as she had, Salaura had no pack of belongings...all there was were the clothes on her back, the hidden pouch that held her coin, and an odd silver bracelet on her left wist.
"lead the way."
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 10:54 am
"Well then," Dre said as both Salaura and Raizo stood up, "lets get going, there is a forest not to far from here." He said again as he walked out of the bar, heading towards the Azure forest.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 1:21 pm
As Salaura walked out of the bar, she picked up a plain quarterstaff that had been leaning against the wall next to the door and followed Dre.
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Posted: Thu May 20, 2010 8:18 pm
Dre entered the tavern still spinning the arrows between his fingers. He's eyes seeming blank as he spun the arrow, beginning to slow it down as he looked around the tavern. "Where am I suppose to get this package from.." He muttered under his breath as he slowly began to walk forwards, not paying much attention to the other people who conversed around him as he walked. "Think they would have a sign or something." He said again, under his breath.
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 11:28 am
Dre continued to walk around the tavern aimlessly until he found a rather large package on a table. He stood where he was and watched from a distance for a while; after noticing that no one was paying attention to it, he walked over and read the name one the package to himself. "Necial Sarin," he paused, "yeah this is it." He said as he picked up the package and held it under his arm then headed for the door. I wonder what's in here? He thought to himself as headed for the door.
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Krombopulos Michael Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 12:29 pm
Leaning against the wall of the outside of the tavern, two ragtag thieves waited. They had seen the package in the tavern, hadread the name, and now they planned to take it for themselves. The name had spiked their interest, though they had no way of knowing what the contents were. When they had tried to take the package from it's place in the tavern, the door hadn't opened. The place was jinxed, and so they had been forced to wait outside for the delivery man. Swiveling their heads as a teenage boy exited the building, the package beneath his arm was what caught their attention. The smaller one nodded, obviously the one in charge. The two slipped from their spots on the wall and leaped into the path of the man.
"Hey, it's just a kid!" shouts the bigger one, obviously not very quick on the uptake.
"Who cares? If he's got that package, it don't matter if he's a little girl." the younger one jabbed a stubby finger in Dre's direction, sneering. "Give us the package, kid. The Dawn Queen'll pay a pretty penny with that name on it."
"Hey boss, wasn't the old Dark Lord's name Sarin? What would the pretty Dawn Lady want with a Dark Knight package?" the bigger one asks, pulling a knife from his belt.
"I said, who cares! But if that's true, that means this guy must be a Dark Knight." the smaller man eyes him, not totally convinced. It wasn't the fact that he was young, it was the lack of armor that threw him for a loop. Most Dark Knights wore heavy armor in dark colors, usually black. This kid, on the other hand, had almost nothing on him, and he certainly didn't look evil. "Maybe it's for his woman. There's no way that old maniac had any kids." turning back to the boy, the smaller thief pulls two knives of his own. "So hand over the package, kid, and we won't have to hurt you.
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 1:44 pm
As Dre opened the door and stepped outside he noticed the two men standing at the door. He raised a brow a little as the door swung shut behind him; he then took a step forwards and turned around, looking at the two thieves. "Me a kid?" He said in his condescending voice, "But I'm not a kid I'm nine years old." He said before bursting into laughter. As he continued to talk Dre slowly stopped laughing, his voice getting a little more serious as a smirk came to his face. "Listen here, this package, as stupid as it's contents might be is for a very special lady and I was given the task of bringing it back to her and I intend to do just so." He slowly took one step back keeping his eyes closely on them, "and plus even if I was a little girl you still could take this from me." He said bursting into laughter again, leaning over still holding the box, trying to catch his breath.
Dre then looked up as one of them pulled out a knife. He looked at him still laughing a little. "Wow, that's a...... special knife." He said holding himself from bursting out into laughter again. "Me a dark knight, remember I'm only a kid, you are all old worn out has bins, I mean men." He starts to snicker again. "And besides the only thing short then me is both of your IQ counts." He said as he busted into laughter yet again; his eyes began to tear up a little from laughing so much. As the other thief pulled out another knife, Dre wiped the tears of laughter away from his eyes. "Well then I guess your going to have to hurt me, cause I'm not giving you this package." He said his voice getting serious, but his face looking as if he was going to breakout into laughter again.
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Krombopulos Michael Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 7:41 pm
Shaking his head, the shorter man turns angry eyes on the Strider. "Kds these days. No respect for their elders." he sneered, crouching as if ready to attack. The bigger man extends his hand out, stopping him. "What is it, Barnaby?"
The bigger man bends over slightly to attempt to whisper in his partner's ear. "He said it's for a special lady. What if it's his girlfriend?" he asks, eyes widening a little. "Or.... his mom?"
Throwing his hands in the air in exasperation, the smaller man let's out an angry noise. "I don't care if it's sweet old grandma! I want that package!" he shouts, throwing himself around the larger man's hand at at Dre. "Give it to me!"
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 10:54 am
"Hard to respect two adults attempting to mug a kid." Dre said bluntly as held the package under his right arm. As shorter one crouches down, Dre switching his footing, pushing his right foot forwards and puts his free arm out in front of him, his hand in the flat palm position. [Like this] He didn't want to use his weapons because of the box in his other hand. He slowly took a step to the right. Bigger man stopped the shorter one, Dre slightly raised a brow, still staying in his fighting stance, hold the package closely. "It's funny you mention her," Dre said as he head the taller one yelling, "Because I doubt you could even beat her." He smirked as he lunges forwards, throwing his hand. Dre quickly stepped back and as the man came in range moved his free hand, pressing it against the man's wrist and caused his punch to go of to the side, Dre then stuck out his foot as an attempt to trip him.
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Krombopulos Michael Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 11:32 am
Tripping, it becomes obvious that the smaller one is not adept at fighting. Maybe he should stick to ordering people around? Not that he was very good at that either. "Ack!" he cries out, falling flat on his face. The knives fall from his hands, and he begins to spit out dirt. "Get him you fool!" he shouts at the larger one who had yet to make a move.
"Wait.... your mom or your girlfriend?" the bigger one asks, right pointer finger extended and touching his lip in thought. "I don't like to fight women..." he goes on as if it really matters. Glancing down at his friend, who now lay on the ground, he comes back to the situation. "Oh! Sorry, boss!" he calls to the other, and charges at the boy. It was a blind charge, and it's obvious the only thing this man has is brute strength and size.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 1:48 pm
As he tripped Dre laughed a little. "You should really watch your step." Dre then turned his attention back to the bigger guy. "Fool? You actually follow this loser around." He said as he turned completely so that his whole body faced the larger man. "Why would you listen to someone who treats you like garage? And I guess you could say a girl.. Friend" Said as he thought about it a little. "Sure why not, a girlfriend." But by then the larger one had already began to charge. Dre changed his stance to a more calm stance, standing straight up with his hand down by his side. I can't out power him, but I can out smart him. Dre thought as he quickly moved over a little, stopping with a tree not to far behind him. He smirked a little and bent his knees a little. When the larger one was close enough, Dre jumped over him. He put his free hand onto his back and land on his shoulders then jumped off, pushing him forwards more towards the tree. Dre flipped forwards once and landed on the ground in a crouched position.
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Krombopulos Michael Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 1:59 pm
"Oof!" the large man plows straight into the tree, and it shakes and groins with the force. Not quite enough to snap it, as the tree was of a good age, the large man almost seems to rebound off of it. Hearing the boys words, the man remains sprawled on his back. "Uhh..... ya know.... ya kinda have a point there, kid." he says, showing off his slow mental pace. "Hey boss? Why do I listen to you?"
"Because I said so, you fool!" he shouts back, on his feet again. Having had time to gather the knives he had dropped, he stands crouched, blocking the boy's path. "Now get up and catch him!"
Scrambling back to his feet, Barnaby shakes his head to clear his thoughts. "Uhh.... but I don't wanna." he responds, a little mad now. "We don't even know what's in that package, boss. Uhh... how da we know it's worth it?"
"We won't know until we open it!" screeches back the smaller man. Again, he lunges at the boy, not waiting for a response from his possibly rebelling minion. "So just get it!"
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 2:16 pm
Dre looked back to the larger one. "See there you go." He said with a smile after noticing that it was much easier to manipulate the larger one. "Why do you call him boss, aren't you two friends? I don't make my friends call me boss and order them around." Dre then turns back to the smaller one as he gets up, grabbing his knives again. "You haven't eaten enough dirt for the day?" He said as he simply turned around not bother to get back into his fight stance. "There he goes insulting you again. What kind of friend would do that?" He said to the larger one while his attention was focused on the smaller one. Dre then stood back a little as the smaller one suggested on opening it. "Open? Oh, no the Misses would be upset." As the smaller one lunged forwards again, Dre once again jumped and when he was in close distance he stepped on the back of his head and jumped, using his head like a spring board. He landed behind him and stood up looking over to the bigger one. "Barnaby was it? See I know your name and I don't call you a fool. You look like a pretty smart guy." Dre said.
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Krombopulos Michael Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 5:25 pm
Boss hit the dirt, swallowing even more. He didn't like dirt, he learned for the first time. He growled into the ground, angry. Stupid kid had his package and know was taking his minion away. Scrounging up onto all fours, he throws one of his knives at the kid, his aim surprisingly good for a failure at everything else.
"Uhh.... he said his name was boss." the bigger man replies, watching the kid suspiciously. He had gotten tricked the last time someone had pulled this ruse, boss was actually pretty good to him when he wasn't frustrated. Which, admittedly, was often. "Uhh... Misses? Thought ya said it was for yer girlfriend." he points out, thinking on it. Wasn't 'Misses' what married women were called? "Ya weren't lyin' ta me, were ya?"
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