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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Feb 19, 2004 0:45:19 GMT -5
Spinnett smiled at Ms. Myrtle and happily rippe dthe collar off, grinding it under heel as she followed teh woman. "He locked my weapons away, Matron. I will need them" she said diffedently.
She spared a moment to look gratefully at Nytro and to wave at him and Graft.
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Post by Zoken on Feb 19, 2004 0:48:18 GMT -5
"Mr. Roland will supply all the weapons you need deary dont worry. now as i said those clothes are... well ... you look like a working girl lets get you somehting decent."
Nytro Laughed. "Well unless they can hit me harder than a stick of dynamite, I think I'll be fine. I'm pretty sure your money's safe Mr. sanch."
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Post by The Evil Carlita on Feb 19, 2004 0:54:04 GMT -5
"The money's not what's important..." Clarissa muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes at her dad. How did she end up with someone so corrupt? Squirming out from under his arm, she looked around for something else to do, pointed trying to avoid looking at Nytro.
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Post by Zoken on Feb 19, 2004 0:55:39 GMT -5
"Sanch?" Nytro asked. "How much money you won off of me?"
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Post by The Evil Carlita on Feb 19, 2004 0:59:23 GMT -5
Sanch laughed. "Let's just say that my garage would be empty if it weren't for you. I have 4, and your winnings just bought Crissy her first car." He punched his daughter playfully, and she glared back.
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Post by Zoken on Feb 19, 2004 1:02:32 GMT -5
"Well then one might say you owe me something... especially considering I have never qouted rule twelve concering you. 'a Brawler will recieve a stipend from all bets on their heads provided they win. the stip end will not exceed ten percent, but shall not be less than two percent'. now i dont know what all those words mean exactly, but all together they mean you owe me money that you have never paid me. I like you, so i never mentioned it. but i now have an idea."
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Post by InsanePenman on Feb 19, 2004 1:05:40 GMT -5
Nytro was quoting the rules at someone again...and he'd heard mention of owed money. That was always trouble. He moved a bit closer, ready to separate the two if the man didn't take his debts being called to his attention well...
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Post by The Evil Carlita on Feb 19, 2004 1:07:02 GMT -5
Sanch ceased laughing. "Idea?"
His daughter, as well, began paying closer attention.
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Post by Zoken on Feb 19, 2004 1:11:58 GMT -5
"Rule twenty two; regarding the relationship of a Brawler and a norm. the parent or the Norm must agree to the relationship or the Brawler will be put to death. as well the Master of the Brawler must agree to his D having a relationship with a free.' Now Mr. Roland is a very generous man. he lets his Bralwers assosciate with any they wish, with the exception of masters. now I am asking you for permission to call on your daughter later, while you bear in mind that if you say I may, i will be too happy to recall any debts you do or will owe me. are we clear?" Nytro in truth wasnt a negotiator or particularly smart. but he had a philosophy. "If you know the rules better than others, you win better than others." he had long ago commited all thirty Brawlers laws to memory. not easy task as they weren't actually written anywhere (they would as this was an illegal operation).
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Post by The Evil Carlita on Feb 19, 2004 1:18:10 GMT -5
Clarissa's heart skipped a beat as she watched her dad eye Nytro "Why in the world do you think I would let my daughter associate with a dirty little-"
"Daddy!" she stopped him just in time. "Think of your cars. do you want to have to give one up? I don't mind, really." she glanced up at Nytro meeting his eye (she thought) for a split second.
Sanch thought for a moment before speaking again. "Okay... but only once," he stipulated.
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Post by Zoken on Feb 19, 2004 1:19:51 GMT -5
Nytro stared at Sanch intimidatingly. "Then i only forget one debt. it is still probably well over a thousand that you owe me."
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Post by InsanePenman on Feb 19, 2004 1:23:28 GMT -5
At this point, Graft stepped in, watching the goings on right by the two, saying with a nod, "Just making sure nothing happens."
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Post by The Evil Carlita on Feb 19, 2004 1:25:04 GMT -5
Sanch clenched his jaw, weighing everything in his mind. "Fine," he finally ceded, "but I get to choose a chaperone..."
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Post by Zoken on Feb 19, 2004 1:25:33 GMT -5
"I'll not hit a norm," Nytro said in annoyance. " 'specially not one on Roland's payroll."
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Post by InsanePenman on Feb 19, 2004 1:27:23 GMT -5
"If I had a dime for everytime I've heard someone say that while I was on guard duty, and they did hit someone, I'd be wealthy enough to make Mr. Roland's jaw drop." Graft replied bluntly. "I'm just here as insurance that you don't."
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