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Post by Marie on Aug 15, 2012 12:40:45 GMT -5
"I could, but I won't. Fine, then."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 15, 2012 12:46:17 GMT -5
"Alright... so, including the armor.. and the pants, we are at... 75 total." She said.
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Post by Marie on Aug 15, 2012 13:31:22 GMT -5
"Okay, sure."
Mariya handed over the money.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 15, 2012 13:39:36 GMT -5
The woman provided the supplies she promised. "You can get some food at the Canteen down the way. Say you're a friend of the Driftwood, and you'll get one free drink with an order of food."
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Post by Marie on Aug 15, 2012 14:27:54 GMT -5
"Thanks. I'll do that."
She smiled at the woman and left.
"I'll be back soon as I can."
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Post by Marie on Aug 24, 2012 11:00:22 GMT -5
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Morrigan heads back to the store.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 24, 2012 11:16:29 GMT -5
The woman looked at Morrigan in horror. "MY god" she said, "You're covered in blood!" She said, rushing behind the counter, and handing the Illusionist a wet towel. Morrigan couldn't help but notice it was ludicrously monogrammed in gold letters "JLK" as she smeared her blood on it.
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Post by Marie on Aug 24, 2012 12:47:27 GMT -5
"Thanks."
Morrigan cleaned herself as best she could.
"I didn't know where to find bathing facilities in the city." I brought back the stuff I borrowed."
She put the loaned weapon down on the counter. She'd never drawn it so it was mercifully clean.
"Have you ever seen a man killed?"
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 24, 2012 12:49:22 GMT -5
"Of course," she replied.
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Post by Marie on Aug 24, 2012 12:53:59 GMT -5
Morrigan nodded. She had never seen a man shot in cold blood before and it had left her shaken.
"Does it happen often here?"
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 24, 2012 13:03:43 GMT -5
"All the time," she replied, "You ain't been in Undercity long have you dear?'
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Post by Marie on Aug 24, 2012 13:10:40 GMT -5
"No. I've travelled to a few places but I was born on an island far from here. This is a strange place to me. They do things differently here."
She shrugged.
"I hoped to make a new start, but i's not going to be easy."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 24, 2012 13:13:39 GMT -5
"I'm sorry to hear that," the woman replied, "Anything else I can do for you?"
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Post by Marie on Aug 24, 2012 13:22:10 GMT -5
"Um. Not really. I need to make money somehow, that's all. I can't find anything."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 24, 2012 13:23:49 GMT -5
"Sorry hun," the woman replied, "What you need is a good score. And than you can set yourself up a business like this one here." She said. "Gotta find that one thing that's gonna be your meal ticket, and grab it, and barter the best deal you can with the richest son of a bitch you can find."
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