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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Jan 22, 2004 1:34:32 GMT -5
Besehba hissed in anger and Jogn sighed "No, we're not theives, and no, we don't sell much at all. Lore we tend to givew to descendants of that race, or the Zacathian archivist if we can't find any. Weapons...we destroy if we can...a few trinkets we sell sometimes, jewels and such, it is how some retired and how others keep charities going. You could say we race pirates to the tombs."
Besehba backed away from the cage and resolutely looked elsewhere.
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Post by adam_bat on Jan 22, 2004 1:43:51 GMT -5
He stood up again and approached the bars, stopped short by the tug on the chains. Ignoring this he spoke to the man, "I meant no offense in it," he paused and said again, "Perhaps just a bit. But, it is a far better way to make a living than here where the way to stay alive is to end that of another." He frowned, bowing his head in thought.
"I'm sorry, I don't talk to many here. Well no one actually, so I may not be the best person to socialize with. I don't know either of you so I have to right to judge, but I can tell you there are others about who remain unbroken that might be fitting for your team."
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Jan 22, 2004 1:45:27 GMT -5
John held up a small devoce "Name them. Donn't mind Besehba there, she's...touchy. Oh, I'm John by the way."
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Post by adam_bat on Jan 22, 2004 1:57:08 GMT -5
He shook his head, "My name is Rhale, but like I said, I don't talk to anyone. I prefer to not get...attached I guess you could say. But there is a boy down that way, he isn't broken. Got here not long ago and hasn't fought yet. There's another who is less than thrilled with me, a woman named Marel. And if you're looking for someone strong there's another who doesn't appear to be broken yet, a champion level they call Unique. He might be dangerous though, so be careful."
He looked at John seriously, truly concerned. "Whoever you chose, and however you plan to get them out don't get caught. There is a high price to pay for attempting to escape, and they're always looking for new fighters to throw into the pit."
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Jan 22, 2004 2:00:08 GMT -5
John smiled "We got the kid already..you, the woman...hmmm...and Unique huh? We can work with that. Don't worry about us, we still have some time, and Besehba here could melt the entire asteroid populations minds without breaking a sweat if necessary. Here, take this"
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Post by adam_bat on Jan 22, 2004 2:04:20 GMT -5
"Me?" he asked surprised, "You don't even know anything about me. What is that?" he nodded at the pill.
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Jan 22, 2004 2:05:58 GMT -5
He jerked a thumb at Besehba "She says you may be worth salvaging, so you get a get out of jail free card, which is this pill...as she puts it, it is time for the great pit fighter to die"
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Post by adam_bat on Jan 22, 2004 2:10:43 GMT -5
He looked at the pill dubiously but took it, setting it into his mouth and nodding at John. "I hope you don't regret this..."
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Jan 22, 2004 2:17:11 GMT -5
Besehba turned back to the bars "There is much in life we regret. The pill works if you swallow."
John sighed "This is the last time I take you out in public..."
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Post by Zoken on Jan 22, 2004 9:32:53 GMT -5
So interesting, a voice in their head said. What have you come her to do Lokian? review the fighters in the next match? or just having a fun stroll? "AARRRRRGGGG!!" a howl of pain came from the end of the hall. a human looking figure lay on the ground smoking, electricity still sparking across his body.
he stood slowly, "Damnd CHIP!" he roared. he looked at the new comers warily.
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Post by Panther on Jan 22, 2004 13:24:57 GMT -5
Merrel stoppe din her duties to listen tot he new comers.
[That's it!] Merrel quickly set tehbucket of water she'd been filling down and ran to Corbin's cell.
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Jan 22, 2004 14:52:07 GMT -5
Hardly she stalked towards the fallen man, intercepting the woman easily. Why not simply remove the chip?
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Post by Zoken on Jan 22, 2004 22:07:04 GMT -5
He glared angrily at the woman. "Any incicion made near the chip causes a detonation of a two ton mini warhead in the chip. imagine twenty sticks of dynamite being set off at once. Even i cannot live without my head." he glared at her "I have to protect it in battle, and still i win. it also doesnt allow me to use my telekinesis out side of the arena. even then for more than thirty seconds and the shock comes."
"Relax woman" he said to the care taker. he knew she cared for him, but in some ways he still saw her as just another human.
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Jan 23, 2004 0:56:46 GMT -5
Such hatred. It is just as bad as being broken I beleive. There was a gentle pop, and a tug, and she held the chip, wrinkling her nose in distaste.
This, she would dispose of, but that man was useless. They had two, more than she had expected...and time was growing short...Go about your life
John glared at her "Woman, that's it, leash for you next time! You'll scare the norms, like me, pulling that shit!" he grabbed her elbow and started escorting her back down the hall.
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Post by adam_bat on Jan 23, 2004 1:27:16 GMT -5
He listened to the shout and watched as the two left towards it, pulling the pill from out of his mouth. Grasping it in his fingers he studied it and sighed, "Why the hell not?" Popping it back in and this time swallowing.
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