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Satja Askarin
Vherokior Combat Logistics
Minmatar Republic
67
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Posted - 2015.08.17 20:00:00 -
[31] - Quote
Satja smiled politely and waved as Kyoko introduced herself to their small group though kept quiet for the most part as she began to speak with Jonny. She was partly amused and partly intrigued by Jonny's advances and even more so by how positively Kyoko seemed to respond to them. Whether this was a natural even handed grace or a genuine interest she did not know.
Next to her Junko began to speak and two more newcomers added their voices to the growing crowd of immortals. She glanced up noting another Caldaria, this time a male, with a Gallentean woman, classically pretty in their naturally photographic way. She lamented how ungainly she felt among the others. They all seemed to stand out in their own way.
"I'll have an Amarr Victor as well, please." She said to the serving drone as it passed by the table with a deep sigh. ".... a couple of Chestwounds as well."
The drinks were served quickly, an Amarr victor and three small glasses of the Chestwound mix, and turned to the Viktor and Solantu after draining one of the glasses. "Hi....." She stammered feeling rather uncomfortable. "I'm... Satja... it's a pleasure to meet you both." |
sir RAVEN WING
Vader's-Fist
4
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Posted - 2015.08.17 20:15:00 -
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The first to respond to Satja was Solantu. "Greetings, I'm Solantu. It is a an honour to meet you, Satja." She smiled, attempting to ease Satja, whom was obviously uncomfortable, perhaps even nervous. "This is my partner, Viktor." With this Viktor turned, a bit embarrassed to have not responded to Satja.
"Apologies, Satja, I wasn't paying attention. I'm Viktor, although you might know me as Raven, as I am commonly referred to as. Good to finally meet you regardless." He spoke as if he had heard of her often. "You are accompanied by Kador, I would expect. Correct?"
VF Diplomat.
"Goodbye Mr. Fishy, you're now a bird."
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Satja Askarin
Vherokior Combat Logistics
Minmatar Republic
68
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Posted - 2015.08.17 21:26:00 -
[33] - Quote
The name sounded familiar though at the time she couldn't place it. She was more familiar with the callsign Raven than she was the name Viktor though she supposed that was to be expected. Most empyreans rarely bothered to integrate themselves into the almost cult fandoms and wide spread celebrity their exploits usually garnered, notable exceptions existed in Galm Fae but the man had put an end to that personally. Avid fans usually compiled any and all information that could be found about the lives of capsuleers and soldiers like Viktor on Galnet message boards and fansites, amongst other more perverse examples of art and fan fictions.
She was a personal fan of Junko like thousands of others across the cluster who avidly followed the Diaries occasionally posted.
She couldn't place the soldier by his appearance so why did Viktor's callsign of Raven sound so familiar? She dismissed the questions with a mental shrug, sipping at the Amarr Victor cocktail as it appeared on the table.
"Viktor and Solantu. How lovely." She said, her natural Siebestor intonations heavily accented with Amarrish after three and a half years, blushing slightly. No one should have heard of her, she was a relative nobody by comparison to the assembled clones. ".... you sound like you know me. Have we met somewhere before? Forgive me if we have."
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sir RAVEN WING
Vader's-Fist
4
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Posted - 2015.08.17 21:45:00 -
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Satja Askarin wrote:The name sounded familiar though at the time she couldn't place it. She was more familiar with the callsign Raven than she was the name Viktor though she supposed that was to be expected. Most empyreans rarely bothered to integrate themselves into the almost cult fandoms and wide spread celebrity their exploits usually garnered, notable exceptions existed in Galm Fae but the man had put an end to that personally. Avid fans usually compiled any and all information that could be found about the lives of capsuleers and soldiers like Viktor on Galnet message boards and fansites, amongst other more perverse examples of art and fan fictions.
She was a personal fan of Junko like thousands of others across the cluster who avidly followed the Diaries occasionally posted. For a fan base Junko's was relatively well behaved however a number of those who wrote fanfictions, ones she had covertly bookmarked in her NeoCom about the crew of the Se'terra, often shattered the boundaries of what would have been acceptable for a young student of the Ammatar University to be reading.
She couldn't place the soldier by his appearance so why did Viktor's callsign of Raven sound so familiar? She dismissed the questions with a mental shrug, sipping at the Amarr Victor cocktail as it appeared on the table.
"Viktor and Solantu. How lovely." She said, her natural Siebestor intonations heavily accented with Amarrish after three and a half years, blushing slightly. No one should have heard of her, she was a relative nobody by comparison to the assembled clones. ".... you sound like you know me. Have we met somewhere before? Forgive me if we have."
"I believe we have, although I can not recall exactly when. Galnet I believe." He mentioned. "I do not expect many to remember short periods of conversation, which also included Mr. Buelle. It would seem his advances have fallen to another." He mentioned, motioning to the Caldarian female Jonnny spoke to. "I am not certain, but we may have crossed paths while I traveled New Eden in the craft of a capsuleer, a Merlin to be exact. I usually was exchanged recipies and listening to the stories of the natives."
Solantu took a sip of her Amarr Victor before pitching into the subject. "Kador would be your partner, I assume?" She had very little knowledge of what Kador looked like, acted like, and the such, but she had found mentions of him before. She would assume he was the Amarrian whom was not identified as Thal Vadam.
She had only recognized Thal Vadam due to Viktor's vivid descriptions of the man. The two must have had some sort of friendship between them, as how Viktor seemed to refer to him as Thal, instead of 'Mr. Vadam' like he would a stranger.
VF Diplomat.
"Goodbye Mr. Fishy, you're now a bird."
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True Adamance
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
20
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Posted - 2015.08.17 23:55:00 -
[35] - Quote
Kador waited several moments for some indication his friend would speak sighing and reclining back into the upholstery of his chair to enjoy the ambient music suffusing the restaurant when no such gesture came. He looked out absently across the open VIP section of the Tribal Spear perhaps for the first time truly noticing the homeliness of the establishments caldari-matari architectural fusion. Though he greatly admired the attention to detail his people espoused in their aesthetics there was something about the stark practicality and modern designs that he suspected would appeal to all cloned soldiers like him.
He traced a finger across the lip of his glass using the condensation forming to draw oddly concentric designs on the iridescent black table top, barely paying any heed to the designs. A companionable silence extended out between Thal and Kador. Very little needed to be said as the Udorian was already aware of the circumstances surrounding Thal's apparent malaise.
God.... he wondered to himself, completing barely completing a third ring, the condensation immediately evaporating. Was that what I always looked like. No wonder....
Kador rose slowly without a word. Perhaps Thal would join them when he felt ready.
Navigating the restaurant now was easier said than done. Half a dozen small serving drones buzzed between the aisles formed by the tables entrusted with chilled glasses containing all manner of exotic looking liquids. The dull hum of their anti-gravity thrusters pulsed irregularly as they set drinks down upon their designated tables. The occasional baseline waiter too carried in plates of food and set them down. He noted with that his own food was not amongst it, Rockjaw always did take a little longer to prepare than other seafoods.
As walked he took time to glance around the newcomers. Some he knew, others were unfamiliar to him.
The familiar dark tousled hair and gaunt features of Galm were immediately recognisable alongside those of Niina. He barely recognised the woman, her nano-tattooes flashing. It was as if someone had taken her features and refined them with a fine brush. He grimaced slightly unsure of how to feel, she was decidedly more attractive now if you liked 'flawless'.
The others he did not know. Next to Galm and Niina a youth perhaps several years his junior and a blonde haired girl who looked more like a stereotypical heiress than a soldier sat chatting amongst themselves, while back at his table Satja seemed to be in conversation with an odd pairing, a Caldarian and Gallentean.
sir RAVEN WING wrote:
Solantu took a sip of her Amarr Victor before pitching into the subject. "Kador would be your partner, I assume?" She had very little knowledge of what Kador looked like, acted like, and the such, but she had found mentions of him before.
Interested he skirted the table noting how things seemed to be progressing between Jonny and Kyoko and slipped in next to Satja as carefully as he could. Poor woman, he thought to himself taking one of the remaining Chestwounds ignoring Satja's protests, she has no idea.
He turned his attentions back to the conversation at hand.
"Y-yes.... he is. We're.... sort of dating now." She stammered, embarrassed to be saying it out loud again.
Standing next to her he cut a rather striking figure. At a little over six feet in height he stood taller than most Amarrians and was decidedly more broad shouldered in a manner that reflected that his muscular build was one built up through rigid exercise regimes. He had a wide face with the classically sculpted Athran features he'd inherited through his Udorian bloodline. It was rare to find families in the Empire that could still trace a meaningful heritage back to the ancient city states that had been the first ethnicity enslaved by the Amarr. He tucked a few unruly locks of mid-length obsidian black hair behind one ear revealing emerald green eyes beneath delicate eyebrows, a strong nose and jaw lined with a thin layer of stubble.
"That's always pleasant to hear Little One." He said softly leaning in close over her shoulder. She started suddenly causing Kador to step back rubbing his chin. "Perhaps... next time you go with the kiss instead."
"Sorry Ka.... you just startled me is all." She said apologetically before gesturing to the pair. "Solantu and Viktor."
Kador shook his head with a chuckle then turned to Solantu and Viktor extending a hand as he leaned around Satja. His eyes narrowed slightly as they came to rest of Viktor, a slight spark of recognition cross his face. " Pleasure miss and to y-..... I know you don't I?"
Em shah tey et naGÇÖemsaer ek rahvi, amarr osedah gasi ubday pahk. Ekin tey vahka ijed div ema ziel. Et tey vamatal em.
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sir RAVEN WING
Vader's-Fist
4
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Posted - 2015.08.18 02:49:00 -
[36] - Quote
"An honour." Solantu responded.
"Yes, you do. We've had quite a few run-ins in the past, Kador. Nice to see a few familiar faces though, and finally to be in the presence of the elusive Satja." Viktor joked before taking a swig of his hot Quafe. "Now, it seems you two have finally decided to publicly declare that you are both each other's partners, very good for you, although I can imagine Jonny shall be slightly let down." Again, he joked. "Well, how has your life been faring thus far, Kador?"
VF Diplomat.
"Goodbye Mr. Fishy, you're now a bird."
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Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
377
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Posted - 2015.08.18 03:47:00 -
[37] - Quote
Jonny D Buelle wrote:Jonny smiled slightly and ordered another beer and a plate of sauage and mash. He then gave Viktor a salute with his beer before turning to Kyoto.
"How curious," he said to Kyoto, "my father would have mentioned working with a Caldari, especially if it's not Slim. Unless of course you are Slim but decided to switch to a ravishingly beautiful woman," he said the last part jokingly.
"Then again, my father is a private man, didn't know about his part in the business till years after I met him. Hell it was only two months ago did he tell me where to find my daughter. Dirty old bastard has too many secrets for my liking."
"ahh please, im just a simple Ex-capsuleer, Buelle. though i do appreciate the flattery" Kyoko remarked, pausing to give off a good smile.
"She already likes you already Jonny" Hya'salia Said aloud, causing Kyoko to shoot her a small glare.
'Damn you and your sneaky...' She thought as Hya'salia picked up a datapad and began reading through its contents.
"another favor?" Hya'salia asked.
"if you want to take it. simple enough for a few million ISK" Kyoko replied as Hya'salia began skimming the details, the cheerful, positive demeanor vanished, slowly replaced by a look of focus. she got up and moved to a holodisplay, pulling up a 3D image of the Caldari Myron, and began studying the datapad more intently
meanwhile the waiter Drone stopped in from of Kyoko, the mood derailed slightly, but for her it was a good time to ask for a drink.
"Unit 5, Kaalakiota Tea please"
"Yes, Ma'am"
" In regards to your father though, it might be safe to say that Business deals are often kept strictly towards most invovled parties, mostly for professional reasons " Kyoko noted as she received a cup of Tea from the drone. Without pausing to let it cool she took a sip of the hot brew, letting it warm the lining of her stomach before looking at Buelle, looking at him intently.
"perhaps the man was afraid; here you are, an immortal. here he is, a typical mortal, regardless of social standing, and here we have your daughter, missing for most of your life until one day, poof" she outstretched her hands in a small gesture of a explosion.
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Jonny D Buelle
Mors Effera
1
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Posted - 2015.08.18 07:54:00 -
[38] - Quote
Jonny took a drink of his beer and smiled to himself as Hya'salia teased Kyoko. When she spoke of his father and his daughter, he stiffened a bit and his smiled slightly faded from his face. He then stroke his rough beard and leaned back in his chair slightly.
"It is a bit strange. My daughter and her mother disappeared from my life years ago and I have not heard from them since. Then my daughter, all grown up, appears and she isn't the sweet innocent dancer I remember. Something is wrong with her, something I can't put my finger on.
"Then there is the deal with my father. He told me nothing for years, then he confirms that this, woman, was my daughter. He did not tell me where to find her nor why she turned out the way she did. The only person who I trust that can tell me is Cale, but that gold sh*tting Amarrian bastard is 'sworn to secrecy'."
He paused and turned to Thal and Kador and said, "No offense to you gold sh*tters."
He turned his beer in his hands and was lost in thought until his wristcomp beeped and lit up, indicating he received a message. He opened it up, read it quickly, then deleted it. He then reached into his jacket and pulled out a cigar. Before lighting it he turned to Kyoko and asked, "You don't mind if I smoke in here, do you?"
Give me my Plasma Flamethrower or give me a cookie!
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Niina Eskola
Eskola Ergonomics
18
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Posted - 2015.08.18 09:06:00 -
[39] - Quote
Robert Conway wrote:
GǣUhmmGǪ You know what, strait Whiskey sounds just fine,Gǥ finished Josh with wide, semi-fearful eyes.
GǣYeah, andGǪ uhmGǪ I could use something a little stronger than an Amarr Victor IGǪ uhmGǪ I suppose,Gǥ added Adenine.
GǣBut I insist, please let me buyGǪGǥ started Josh.
GǣIGǪ uhmGǪ I meanGǪ thank you for your generosityGǪGǥ said Josh, correcting himself.
Any fear or discomfort that Conway may have displayed was utterly lost on Niina, who had already grown impatient at the speed of the waiter drone and was attempting to work her way behind the bar counter. She crinkled her nose up at the selection of spirits availible, contemplating exactly what she could do with such a selection.
Partner. Partner. Partner.
The word rang in her head like a gunshot, rising and fading with a painful throbbing as she tried to shake it from her thoughts. Partner. Was that all she was to him? No, no she knew that couldn't be. For all the time the two had spent apart and for all the times he had hurt her, she knew how much he loved her. It was something else, something that she couldn't understand that seemed to eat at Galm from the inside and prevent him from opening up to her. It might seem childish, but at the end of the day Galm was only a child. At twenty six years of age Niina was already nearly four years older than Fae, though their matured clones never showed any hint of how young they truly were.
He'd change. Sooner or later he would have to grow up and accept that the two of them were wed adults. Efficient, productive, monogamous adults willing to work as equals to make a better life for the other. But days like today made such a time seem tragically far away, and Niina could only cope with his angst for so long before it began to draw out the young hellion in her as well.
Partner. Let's see how ambivalent you are of our marriage once I'm servicing every immortal in this damned place.
In the calm, rational part of her brain she knew that this little tantrum was ridiculous and would probably ruin any chance she had of making this public appearance a productive one for Eskola Ergonomics. But honestly? She had never intended it to be. Ever since Galm's trip to Tenal he had been tragically distant in his work, and she had only every wished for a chance to grab his attention again.
Besides, she liked it when he got protective.
"Eh, hey Junko-haani?" she muttered over her shoulder loud enough for the immortal to hear, "Would it be okay if I used your bar for the evening?"
Strength. Beauty. Quality. Eskola Ergonomics.
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True Adamance
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
20
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Posted - 2015.08.18 22:31:00 -
[40] - Quote
sir RAVEN WING wrote:"An honour." Solantu responded.
"Yes, you do. We've had quite a few run-ins in the past, Kador. Nice to see a few familiar faces though, and finally to be in the presence of the elusive Satja." Viktor joked before taking a swig of his hot Quafe. "Now, it seems you two have finally decided to publicly declare that you are both each other's partners, very good for you, although I can imagine Jonny shall be slightly let down." Again, he joked. "Well, how has your life been faring thus far, Kador?"
Kador shrugged in a relaxed manner.
"It's busy. Far too busy." He admitted, his voice conveying a very tangible fatigue. " I've recently taken up a position reorganising and instructing the alliance's reclaimed Kameira subigo's for security detail and peacekeeping work. It's enjoyable enough but frustrating sometimes.....many have adopted poor habits having been owned by foreigners. Between training these men and women, regional patrols of the Bleak lands, providing personal security services to two different Holderships, and trying to maintain a personal life...... I just keep thinking life would be easier if there were two of me, or a dozen more trained soldiers."
Beside him Satja began to laugh.
"What?" Kador asked curiously with a sigh.
"I don't think you'd find anyone else quite like you." She explained between paroxysms of laughter, . " Two of you would probably cause some kind of cataclysmic singularity or natural disaster through sheer force of negativity."
Em shah tey et naGÇÖemsaer ek rahvi, amarr osedah gasi ubday pahk. Ekin tey vahka ijed div ema ziel. Et tey vamatal em.
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True Adamance
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
20
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Posted - 2015.08.20 20:49:00 -
[41] - Quote
((SERIOUSLY BLOODY WELL POST SOMETHING! OR I'LL GET MAD!        ))
Em shah tey et naGÇÖemsaer ek rahvi, amarr osedah gasi ubday pahk. Ekin tey vahka ijed div ema ziel. Et tey vamatal em.
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sir RAVEN WING
Vader's-Fist
4
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Posted - 2015.08.20 21:42:00 -
[42] - Quote
"Well, I suppose that is good. I am just fine right now, life's been picking up rather quickly." Viktor sipped on his Amarr Victor.
((Sorry, lost old post, and there is very little I can think of to progress the story.))
VF Diplomat.
"Goodbye Mr. Fishy, you're now a bird."
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Jonny D Buelle
Mors Effera
1
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Posted - 2015.08.20 21:48:00 -
[43] - Quote
((YOU CANT TELL ME WHAT TO DO!))
Give me my Plasma Flamethrower or give me a cookie!
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True Adamance
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
20
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Posted - 2015.08.26 03:38:00 -
[44] - Quote
sir RAVEN WING wrote:"Well, I suppose that is good. I am just fine right now, life's been picking up rather quickly." Viktor sipped on his Amarr Victor.
((Sorry, lost old post, and there is very little I can think of to progress the story.))
Kador stood momentarily vexed by the Caldarian standing opposite him. He knew from experience that their people could be particularly stoic and dour however the man's limited offering of words seemed to verbally stagger him.
"I... uh..." He paused a moment completely unsure of what to say. Revon seemed to regard him with a mild look of interest and amusement, cocking an eyebrow as he sipped his cocktail.
"I'm guessing Kador was interested in Ms...... Solantu." Satja offered politely, covering for his hesitation. "You do seem very comfortable around Immortal's...."
Em shah tey et naGÇÖemsaer ek rahvi, amarr osedah gasi ubday pahk. Ekin tey vahka ijed div ema ziel. Et tey vamatal em.
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Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
379
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Posted - 2015.08.27 03:53:00 -
[45] - Quote
Niina Eskola wrote:
"Eh, hey Junko-haani?" she muttered over her shoulder loud enough for the immortal to hear, "Would it be okay if I used your bar for the evening?"
"Hya'salia paid no attention to the question, but continued studying the relic with the determination that earned her the respect of many immortals and mortals under her command. it was Kyoko who had replied to Niina.
"Yes you may, though i'd like to ask if you could keep it ...... you know, discreet Niina-haani" she said with a smile.
-Hya'salia
'ok, ok atlas scan seems very recent, composition 37,12 20.' she though as she ran a finger over the atmosphere contents, as the three number represented the main components nessecary for life, Oxygen, nitrogen and carbon dioxide.
'We'll need rebreathers' she thought, and then signed off on the contract. walking back to Kyoko, she smiled and gave her a small hug.
"i'll accept it old friend" Hya'salia simply said. to which Kyoko nodded, raising a glass to her.
"Should we begin?" |
Robert Conway
Concordiat Mercenaries
564
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Posted - 2015.08.27 07:39:00 -
[46] - Quote
Niina Eskola wrote:"Eh, hey Junko-haani?" she muttered over her shoulder loud enough for the immortal to hear, "Would it be okay if I used your bar for the evening?"
Kyoko wrote:"Yes you may, though i'd like to ask if you could keep it ...... you know, discreet Niina-haani" she said with a smile.
After Kyoko gave her the word, Josh watched as Niina went to work.
A young Intaki man made his was up to the bar.
"Oooo. My, my, what do we have here? I must admit, you're far better to look at than those service drones running about. Think you could make me a Wildheart? No honey. Just black, like those sexy tats of yours," said the young man with smug smile on his face.
Josh watched Niina picked up bottles like it was second nature, pouring the liquor with precision, almost as if she never retired from bartending.
As Josh was watching Niina make the drink, he turned to Galm, whom didn't look all that pleased.
"Oh SON of a B!TCH...... I better say something before Galm flips his lid..." thought Josh.
"Hey, don't even try, man. He's her husb... uhm... partn... *ehem*... they're together," replied Josh to the Intaki as he pointed at Galm.
"Oh? It sure doesn't look like it. What kind of man let's his woman make drinks for other men?" snorted the Intaki as he scowled at Josh and Galm.
Josh could only put his face in his palm in amazement at the young man's dumb-assedry. He made a deep sigh as he awaited what he could only imagine would be the wrath of Galm.
Yassavi Approved. -Aero Yassavi
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Jonny D Buelle
Mors Effera
1
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Posted - 2015.08.27 08:55:00 -
[47] - Quote
Jonny finished his beer and ordered another. He then turned to Kyoko and said "If you need a hand with security, I can get you a good deal with a crack team of immortals. They are a bunch of crazy c*nts but they are a good lot. Except for one..."
He quickly drained his beer and ordered another. His eyes glazed over a bit and he stared off into the distance, looking st everything and nothing at the same time. His trigger finger twitched slightly.
A hand lightly touched him on the shoulder. He then quickly stood up, grabbed the arm that was connected to the hand and flipped the person who was connected to it onto the table. He raised his fist ready to slam it into the person's face. But as he peered into those two blue eyes, eyes that he knew were jis, he stopped.
"And this is why I stayed away, father," said Marcy. She then pushed him off her and ordered an Amarr Victor and sat down at the bar. "F*cking assh*le." She then turned to Robert Conway and said, "So, do you just flirt with the pretty girls, or anything with legs?"
Jonny then blinked twice and sat back in his seat. He mumbled an apology to Kyoko and Hya'salia and sippedbon his drink.
Give me my Plasma Flamethrower or give me a cookie!
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Niina Eskola
Eskola Ergonomics
18
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Posted - 2015.08.29 22:19:00 -
[48] - Quote
Robert Conway wrote:
"Oh? It sure doesn't look like it. What kind of man let's his woman make drinks for other men?" snorted the Intaki as he scowled at Josh and Galm.
Josh could only put his face in his palm in amazement at the young man's dumb-assedry. He made a deep sigh as he awaited what he could only imagine would be the wrath of Galm.
Galm didn't even flinch at the comment. He didn't have to. The man had fought on a hundred battlefields and faced thousands of foes, yet somehow walked through the fire proud and unafraid. He'd seen the brutality of the blood raiders, and spread terror with the Dragonaurs. But honestly? He'd never quite met anyone as scrappy as Niina. She was a young, tender thing when the two were alone together. But she had a tolerance for Galm, a shared history that let her know that she could be honest and genuine with him.
Anyone other than Fae had no such luxury. Sneering at the Intaki, she began to hand him the warm beverage before tossing the boiling contents into his lap before slamming the empty cup down on the bar.
"How about the sort of man that actually cares about the interest of his wife and isn't a jealous and manipulative ****!"
She shot a sideways glance at Galm, hoping to see a grin of approval. That's all she really wanted, his attention. She could swear she saw him chuckle to himself, but... Regardless, the guy had it coming. The fact that she was trying to pull Galm out of his shell by emulating the halfbreed's behavior had nothing to do with her course of action. It was more like a social que that she could use to slowly train and mold him into the sort of man she knew he could be.
Like housebreaking a slaverhound.
"Now," she huffed with a sigh, "Can I get anyone else something?"
Strength. Beauty. Quality. Eskola Ergonomics.
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Robert Conway
Concordiat Mercenaries
589
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Posted - 2015.08.29 23:37:00 -
[49] - Quote
Niina Eskola wrote:"Now," she huffed with a sigh, "Can I get anyone else something?"
Josh looked up with a very pleasant shock. The look on the Intaki's face was priceless.
"Something else?! How about a coffin!" the young Intaki man, furious and in pain, yelled back in response.
"Planning on committing suicide, are we?" Josh replied back laughing.
"YOU MOTHERFU...." started the Intaki as he took a swing a Josh.
But before his fist could make contact with Josh's face, Adenine grabbed his arm out of the air and flung him to the ground. Before he could get up she kicked him in the nose. As she did it make a cracking sound as it broke.
"Guess you just aren't having much luck with the ladies tonight, are you?" she laughed.
As the Intaki headed towards the exit, nose gushing blood, he yelled, "You two should've kept your b-ítches on a tighter leash! The next time I see either of you on a battlefield I'll terminate your consciences faster than you can say 'Drifter on the starboard bow'!"
And with that the young man was gone.
"Well that was interesting to say the least," said Josh to the group. "As a matter of fact, Niina, I'll take a drink. Make me anything you see fit for this joyous occasion!"
Marcy wrote:She then turned to Robert Conway and said, "So, do you just flirt with the pretty girls, or anything with legs?"
"I think I spoke too soon..." said Josh.
The voice that spoke to him filled his head. Fear, hate, anger, pain... torture. These emotions all flooded him at once. One of the few voices he could put a name to without a face. Marcy.... His nose twitched. His brow furrowed. The edges of his lips curled down in a frown. He reached for his Ion Pistol only to remember the Bouncer had it. So before he turned around he clenched his fist.
"I most certainly wasn't flirting. But if I had to put you into one of those categories you sure as hell wouldn't be in the 'pretty girls' category," he said with a gruff tone.
"I'm sorry, but... do you two know each other?" asked Adenine.
"She isn't even WORTH introducing you to. You'd be better off NOT knowing her," replied Josh.
All he wanted to do was beat her face into a pulp and rip her eyes out. But what good would that do? For the life of him, Josh couldn't understand how Marcy got so much pleasure out of her OWN pain. The best he could do was put it under a 'win-win' situation. He would at least feel better at the look of her mangled body, and she would be enjoying the sick ecstasy of being destroyed like that. She was the only woman he even considered beating outside of the battlefield.
"What the HELL do you want, Marcy?!" Josh demanded.
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sir RAVEN WING
RabbitSwarm
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Posted - 2015.08.31 01:29:00 -
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True Adamance wrote:sir RAVEN WING wrote:"Well, I suppose that is good. I am just fine right now, life's been picking up rather quickly." Viktor sipped on his Amarr Victor.
((Sorry, lost old post, and there is very little I can think of to progress the story.)) Kador stood momentarily vexed by the Caldarian standing opposite him. He knew from experience that their people could be particularly stoic and dour however the man's limited offering of words seemed to verbally stagger him. "I... uh..." He paused a moment completely unsure of what to say. Revon seemed to regard him with a mild look of interest and amusement, cocking an eyebrow as he sipped his cocktail. "I'm guessing Kador was interested in Ms...... Solantu." Satja offered politely, covering for his hesitation. "You do seem very comfortable around Immortal's...."
Viktor had been slightly distracted during the conversation, although something happened to pull his attention away from other things and towards the group for a time.
Viktor was slightly amused at how Kador reacted to his statement, it had not been much of a statement to reply to, seeing as it only answered a question presented before Viktor, this however was not what caught Viktor's undivided attention, it was the question-like statement made by Satja.
Solantu seemed to be hesitant to speak, oddly dumbfounded by it, for she had never stopped to ask herself why she was so comfortable around them. "I guess I do compared to the average mortal..."
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Jonny D Buelle
Mors Effera
1
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Posted - 2015.09.01 09:54:00 -
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Marcy sipped her drink slowly. Then she smiled slightly and said "Mr. Conway, you know better than to be rude to me."
She then turned her head slowly to him and said, "Or I can show you why you should fear me." She started to giggled. "Oh what fun I will have, peeling the flesh from your body while you sit there all helpless. Oh I'm getting such a rush just thinking about it!"
Jonny slammed his fist hard on the table then rose to his feet. "Enough, Marcy! I think it is about time you leave and see to that f*cking traitor you call husband."
Marcy shot her father a dirty look, gave him a rude gesture then left, but not before whispering seductivly into Josh's ear: "Next time, Mr. Conway."
Jonny then walked up to Josh and said, "Apologies. She... Well she's a b*tch. But I am allowed to say it because she is my daughter." He then smiled a bit and added, "How about a couple drinks. Barkeep, two Beers and a bottle of whiskey. Oh and get Josh something too."
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Robert Conway
Concordiat Mercenaries
633
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Posted - 2015.09.01 15:46:00 -
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Jonny D Buelle wrote:Marcy sipped her drink slowly. Then she smiled slightly and said "Mr. Conway, you know better than to be rude to me."
She then turned her head slowly to him and said, "Or I can show you why you should fear me." She started to giggled. "Oh what fun I will have, peeling the flesh from your body while you sit there all helpless. Oh I'm getting such a rush just thinking about it!"
Jonny slammed his fist hard on the table then rose to his feet. "Enough, Marcy! I think it is about time you leave and see to that f*cking traitor you call husband."
Marcy shot her father a dirty look, gave him a rude gesture then left, but not before whispering seductivly into Josh's ear: "Next time, Mr. Conway."
Jonny then walked up to Josh and said, "Apologies. She... Well she's a b*tch. But I am allowed to say it because she is my daughter." He then smiled a bit and added, "How about a couple drinks. Barkeep, two Beers and a bottle of whiskey. Oh and get Josh something too."
Josh's tension eased slightly. He was glad Marcy was gone, but he wasn't sure how to act around Jonny. The last time they met things became complicated rather quickly, but luckily it worked out in the end.
"Sorry if this offends you Jonny, but I'd have to agree with the b-ítch part, even if she isn't my daughter. I was planning on making my way over to you sooner or later, just didn't quite know how. Although I was hoping it wasn't because of her. She was one person I didn't want to be here. Besides, it looked like you were busy over there," said Josh as he nodded to Kyoko. "Didn't want to **** block you." He finished with a smile.
Josh felt a tap on his shoulder.
"So are you going to introduce me, or not?" asked Adenine.
"Oh... right. Jonny, this is my... well... sister of sorts. I guess you can say we adopted each other. Adenine, this is Jonny D. Buelle, of which I've told you the stories of. And yes, before you ask, that was the infamous Marcy I told you about.
"Nice to finally put a face to the story. It's a pleasure, Mr. Buelle," she said with a smile.
"And I'm sure you two have crossed paths before, but Galm, Jonny. Jonny, Galm. Oh, and the barkeep is actually Niina. Just... just thought you might want to know." He leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Just thought you might want to know, because the last gentleman who flirted with her got a nice hot cup of Wildheart in his crotch."
"So anyway, what was that all about, Jonny? You yelled at Marcy to go see that 'traitor you call husband'. If I recall correctly, the first and only other time we've met in person, Cale was still working with you. Did... did something happen?" asked Josh curiously.
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Satja Askarin
Vherokior Combat Logistics
Minmatar Republic
69
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Posted - 2015.09.02 00:39:00 -
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Satja smiled politely at the other mortal woman, noting how they could almost have been foils of one another but for one single shared feature. She could still remember how uncomfortable being around the Templar aspirants had once been with their featureless faces and piercing red glares.
She'd not had a choice in the matter however, slaves never did, and her comfort hadn't seemed to matter back then.
"It took me a very long time to become comfortable around immortals like them..... when I me...." She trailed off as she noticed a serving drone slowly gliding between the patrons a darting, cyclopean eye darting about projecting a ghostly blue tracer that appeared scanning their finger prints.
The small practical looking devices were were of Caldari make and hovered almost four feet off the ground, suspended by pulsing micro-magnetic repulsion fields.
It was these fields that served both to provide the mobility required as well as balance the two steaming dishes on spindly arms.
However this unit did not appear to be in the best condition. It gave of high pitched mechanical whirring sounds every few seconds and its repulsion field seemed to fade at irregular intervals where it pitched suddenly to one side. It was as if the drone itself were having some kind of tantrum.
She offered Revon and Solantu an apologetic smile. "It looks like our drone is having a fit."
She slipped her hand in Kador's and pulled him over towards the small drone. Since he'd ordered the meal the drone had apparently decided Kador was some kind of target and was proceeding to trace and unidentifiable pattern across his chest with it's flickering blue tracer as though it were a semi-automatic weapon.
She was about to reach out for her plate and take a seat at the table when a blue eyed woman, who she thought looked awfully familiar, stepped suddenly away from the bar colliding with her sending them both staggering back a pace. She winced, the other woman's shoulder had struck her jaw in the tangle.
"I'm sorry. I didn't see you there...." She stopped suddenly, breath catching in her throat. There was so much hate in this woman's blue eyes for the breif instant they met. In Johnny's blue eyes.
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Jonny D Buelle
Mors Effera
1
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Posted - 2015.09.02 08:39:00 -
[54] - Quote
Jonny sipped took a shot of whiskey and looked at the empty glass. He pour another shot and drank it quickly and as he poured a third shot he said, "About a week ago, I was offered a security job for an egger. Never worked with this f*cker in my life but he paid well and we were attacking slaver ships in Amarrian space. So, win-win."
He downed another shot. "It was suppose to be an easy job, go in, board the ship, kill the slavers and their hounds, grab the slaves and return to Republic space. However we got hit by a member of the 'Marrian Navy. As we were going down, the f*cking egher jettisoned his entire cargo hold, including me. Have you ever been trapped in a jet can for a couple hours? Sh*t ain't fun. I rather be butt ass naked and jerking off on the corpse of the Empress herself than be trapped in one of those again."
He drank from the bottle this time and continued: "I got picked up by the ship that took down our Rifter. Leading the 'welcoming committee,' was Cale. The f*cking traitor must of tipped them off in a bid to rejoin his f*cking 'brothers', or wharever the templars call themselves. Spent the next week being tortured, unable to die and unable to be reborn."
He finished the bottle of whiskey and looked Josh in the eyes and said darkly, "If I ever see him again, he will know why people should fear betraying me. You may think my daughter is a sadist bloodmongering b*tch, but she is nothing compared to me."
All of a sudden, he heard the crash of plares dropping and looked over to see Satja face to face with Marcy. Fearing for her saftey, he stood up and pushed them apart, keeping Marcy, who was reaching into her coat for something, at arms length.
He then said, as calm we he could, "Let us all agree this was an accident and that no blood should be shed here. Marcy, as your commanding officer, I order you to leave right now and find out any information on Cale's whereabouts."
"Father! This wh*re bumped into m-" she was cut off by Jonny striking her across the face with an open hand.
"Marcelene Alina Buelle, I have given you a direct order as your Commanding Officer. Now leave before I tell the Old Man about your insubordination!"
Marcy frowned and was about to reply. But instead she spat on Jonny and walked away, leaving the cafe.
Jonny then relax and breathed a sigh of relief. He then turned to Satja and Kador, and said, "Apologies. My family has been a bit edgy since our recent betrayal. And Satja please do not take offense into me pushing you, Marcy is unstable, even more so now. Please, allow me to pay for youe food and drinks, as a way for me to apologize."
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Robert Conway
Concordiat Mercenaries
637
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Posted - 2015.09.02 18:34:00 -
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Josh watched the small scuffle as Jonny separated Satja and Marcy. Something was just wrong with that girl. Everyone knew it. I think even Jonny knew it.
"Adi, stay here with Galm and Niina. I'll be right back." said Josh.
"What? But what if they don't want me here?" she protested.
"Niina just threw a boiling beverage in a strangers crotch. Do you think she would have a hard time telling you to fu-ók off if you were bugging the two of them?" exclaimed Josh with a smile.
Adenine shrugged and nodded in agreement as Josh picked up the two beers Jonny left behind and walked over to him.
"Damn, she must have really bothered you to leave your booze behind," he told Jonny, handing him his beers. "If you'll excuse me, I'll be right back."
He ran towards the elevator and headed up. As the doors opened at the top floor he saw Marcy grabbing the rest of her personal armory from the Bouncer.
He made a comment towards the Bouncer. "Next time I would frisk this one if I were you. She's not the most trust worthy."
Grabbing his Ion Pistol from the Bouncer, he followed Marcy out of the Caf+¬.
Once they were out of sight of the mortal civilian, he asked her, "So I just have to know. What did you have hidden in your jacket? That, and were you really going to kill Satja with it?"
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True Adamance
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
20
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Posted - 2015.09.03 02:14:00 -
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((Reserved..... damn and I wanted Kador to meet his foxy, psychopathic, sadomasochistic paramour))
Em shah tey et naGÇÖemsaer ek rahvi, amarr osedah gasi ubday pahk. Ekin tey vahka ijed div ema ziel. Et tey vamatal em.
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Robert Conway
Concordiat Mercenaries
637
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Posted - 2015.09.03 07:20:00 -
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((My dear Templar Adamance. We have gathered some of the brightest creative writers in New Eden. We can figure something out I'm sure. If you would like to meet her, i might suggest coming upstairs approximately 2 minutes after my "in story" self. Confront her over threatening Satja? If not, I'm sure you will get your chance to meet Jonny's sadistic love child sooner or later. Just an idea!  ))
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Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
380
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Posted - 2015.09.10 03:59:00 -
[58] - Quote
((muthafucking internet had the good sense to crap out on me, sorry for the wait))
the series of events unfolded has Hya'salia and Kyoko both turned to notice Marcy and jonny being led away. instinctively, Kyoko had a hand in her Rail Pistol, while Hya'salia halfway pulled out her Sigis. once the commotion died down, the two holstered their sidearms, while Hyasalia unclipped her holster and set it inside the bar, securing it in one of the various safes inside the Tribal spear.
"Repeat order for Ouryon and satja, should they feel like eating still" she said to another nearby drone, and then looked around for Satja |
Galm Fae
Eskola Ergonomics
457
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Posted - 2015.09.10 05:01:00 -
[59] - Quote
Robert Conway wrote:
"Niina just threw a boiling beverage in a strangers crotch. Do you think she would have a hard time telling you to fu-ók off if you were bugging the two of them?" exclaimed Josh with a smile.
Galm coughed awkwardly as he tucked his neck deep into the collar of his jacket. He looked over at Niina once more, her upturnt nose wiggling to and froe inquisitively as the two made eye contact. Taking a deep breath, game downed the last of his drink and slowly made his way over to her. He sat at the bar before her, as he had years ago, once again trying to make hopeless conversation with a girl impossibly out of his league.
"If eh... That Intaki prick dared touch you ya'know I would have ripped out his frakking spine right?"
She giggled softly to herself, smitten with the boy as she poured a light drink for herself on the bar.
"Whatever you say partner," she muttered, capping the bottle and placing it back on the middle shelf.
"Is that what this is about?" Galm asked just under his breath, leaning in closely, "I... I meant that as a compliment, honestly. Niina, I don't want you to feel like I somehow own you."
His tongue cramped briefly, coiling as his words left his lips.
"Why not?" she quipped, taking a sip of her drink, "It never stopped you before. You used to own this, remember? All this? It used to be yours."
She lifted herself just slightly over the counter, forcing her chest into Galm's arms as she hover so close that the tip of her nose brushed against the bridge of Fae's. His eyes darted side to side in a panic before gently pushing her way and sinking yet further into his jacket. When he tried to retreat into himself she slapped him lightly across the face, took his hands in hers, and forced them down onto the bar so he was pinned in place.
"Ancestors ch--" Galm stammered, trying to break free but unwilling to resist hard enough to slip from her grasp, "What is it then? Do you want a boy who only takes what he wants or a man that actually listens and supports you?"
"Is it too much to ask for both?"
His breath hitched as she spoke, taken back at the prospect.
Quote:Marcy frowned and was about to reply. But instead she spat on Jonny and walked away, leaving the cafe.
Mercy for Galm came in the form of Marcy as she stormed off in a commotion out of the Tribal Spear.
"Eh... Hey..." Fae bleated sheepishly to try and defuse the tension, "Niina, do you still have that d20 app on your datapad? Why don't we play a game of Everyone is Heth? Maybe we could... Teach some of the soldiers here? Or... Play tiddlywinks? I left my bakku guitar back in New Caldari, maybe we could sing a song or...?"
Truth be told if Niina wasn't here he would have jumped at a chance to spark more conflict, especially if it resulted in giving some kakku harlot a beatdown. Thankfully for all parties involved, Fae's partner / keeper / centerfold was about the only thing able to keep him in line.
Kirjuun! Uakan!
Teknikiara!
Kanpai kameitsamuu!
Ra ra ra!
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Jonny D Buelle
Mors Effera
1
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Posted - 2015.09.13 00:58:00 -
[60] - Quote
True Adamance wrote:
"Who was that?" He asked curious, slowly trying to piece in her other features around the eyes. He wasn't quite sure if he'd gotten it right but the mental picture was rather endearing. He spared one last glance towards the exit of the VIP section through which he saw the young Matari woman's stormy curls disappear.
"That," said Jonny, downing another shot of whiskey, "is my daughter, Marcy. For your own safety I would suggest staying away from her. Her hatred of Amarr runs deeper than mine, and now it is even worse because of her f*cking golden sh*tting traitor of a husband."
He ordered another shot and downed it. He then looked to make sure Satja wasn't in ear shot and said, "Look, my daughter enjoys bloodshed, even when it's done to her. She lives for it. I know Satja can look after heself but she needs to stay away from Marcy, you both do."
He ordered a third shot, downed it, and tosses a bunch of ISK on the counter. "By the way, if you ever come across a Templar named Cale, kill him and make him suffer." With that, Jonny headed for the door, stopping to apologize to Junko and Kyoko. Before he left, he wrote down his contact information for Kyoko and gave her a wink.
Once he was outside, he opened his comms and spoke quietly saying: "Slim, we need to find Cale soon, Marcy is becoming more unstable..."
Robert Conway wrote:
Once they were out of sight of the mortal civilian, he asked her, "So I just have to know. What did you have hidden in your jacket? That, and were you really going to kill Satja with it?"
Marcy turned around and slowly drew a nova knife from her jacket. A sadistic smile spread across her face and she tilted her head to the side. "Kill," she giggled, "no. Killing is boring." She wrapped her arms around Josh and ran her knife across his cheek. "Making her bleed and cry out for her Gods while I flay the flesh from her living body, that is where the real fun is. Maybe you coukd have some fun. I wonder how much YOU can bleed before you die."
She started to laugh and pressed the knife against Josh's neck. She then pushed him ontoo the ground and said "On second thought, I have bigger things to do than to carve open a pathetjc piece of sh*t like you, Mr Conway." She then turned and walked away laughing.
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