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Post by Tempest on Aug 26, 2013 11:32:18 GMT -8
(By the way, what happened to Shadow?)
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Post by Vim on Aug 26, 2013 11:35:38 GMT -8
"They only know what you look like when you're dressed in all black and have a sloppy haircut." Pointed out Vim. "If you cut your hair and changed your clothes, your face wouldn't be recognizable."
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 26, 2013 11:36:35 GMT -8
(By the way, what happened to Shadow?) ((He dispersed shortly after the Outcast incident, but do not fret I have something special planned)) |
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 26, 2013 11:38:06 GMT -8
She nodded and took the fish, going back to Zirth and Thorntail and let them eat. The dragons went to the place Metal had pointed to. Boethiah sat back down next to Metal and Vim, letting the rain start come down a bit heavy.
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Post by Vim on Aug 26, 2013 11:40:25 GMT -8
Vim pulled his bearfur vest around himself and stoked the fire. "Where did you get that?" He asked, pointing to the barrels of mead.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 26, 2013 11:41:54 GMT -8
Allyssa hadn't followed them. She was quite content being on the cliff. She watched as some of the rain fell down. Shortly during her disappearance, she had faced a very violent storm. Compared to that, this was a drizzle.
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 26, 2013 11:54:06 GMT -8
"well..." said Metal turning to Vim "being an assassin for the Bog Burglars pay's well, and they gave me those after a killed a roman squad assaulting their land, never opened it as I never really cared for drink"
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Post by Vim on Aug 26, 2013 11:57:26 GMT -8
"Roman?" Vim asked, "Like, the huge empire? Why would they be up here?" This had piqued his interest. He poured a mug and took a gulp of the liquid. He tried not to taste it and swallowed quickly.
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Post by Boethiah on Aug 26, 2013 11:58:14 GMT -8
She just sat and listened to them talk about things until she said finally, "So once you leave you're never coming back?"
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 26, 2013 12:03:07 GMT -8
Metal sighed "In answer to your question Vim I don't know but they have been pushing closer for a while now 75% of my targets were Romans it's quite simple really they hardly have anything protecting their knees and were skirts very ... peculiar group" now he turned on Boethiah "If I have no other choice then yes, if I did no dout it would cause trouble for vim and indirectly you aswell being his wiiiii~" Metal held the "I" in the air trying to think of something else to say "Quiiiiiet a good friend of his" he stuck his face in his mug looking downwards
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Post by Tempest on Aug 26, 2013 12:05:58 GMT -8
Tempest shook some water droplets off her wings. She didn't seem to mind the rain.
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Post by Vim on Aug 26, 2013 12:22:04 GMT -8
Vim took another bite of fish. He brushed off the marriage comment. "So. You staying here during the storm?"
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 26, 2013 12:33:11 GMT -8
"me? I'll be here till I need to leave, I have nowhere else to go except maybe Valhalla" Metal finished his food and with a mug of mead rested against the Cave entrance and watched the rain come down over berk "If I was an artist that would make a great piece.... but I can't pain for dragon dung" His took a large swig of his mead and continued to watch the downn pour
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Post by Vim on Aug 26, 2013 12:35:59 GMT -8
He took another gulp and found that the mug was empty. "It is beautiful." Said Vim. "So why don't you stay?"
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Post by oldrockgod on Aug 26, 2013 12:44:53 GMT -8
Metal cocked his arm back and threw his mug into the raging torrent below, "because it would only cause trouble " he walked back inside and grabbed another fish and dug in
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