Lailah ☼ Fethmus Mioma (
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driftfleet2016-10-08 05:32 pm
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Entry tags:
- !mingle,
- alphonse elric,
- aurae "tempest" le paulmier,
- erik lehnsherr,
- eugene ben woods,
- felix harrowgate,
- fenris,
- gemini de mille,
- hank mccoy,
- james tiberius kirk,
- kaywinnet lee "kaylee" frye,
- kazuto "kirito" kirigaya,
- max rockatansky,
- montague "monty" d'ysquith navarro,
- remy lebeau,
- takeshi,
- uraraka ochako,
- vash the stampede,
- wrath,
- yuan ka-fai
Why'd You Kill the Merchant?!
Who: ALL O' Y'ALL
Broadcast: If you want
Action: FRICK YEAH PARTY AT THE JUNKYARD...I mean, Waystation. Junkstation.
When: 10/07 - Event End
It looks more like a junk heap than a waystation, but luckily there aren't any math fetishists to add you to the pile (hopefully). Talk to the scavengers and heed their warnings...if you want. Or perhaps you'll approach a shady individual for purchasing or selling stuff.
"Welcome, stranger!"
Broadcast: If you want
Action: FRICK YEAH PARTY AT THE JUNKYARD...I mean, Waystation. Junkstation.
When: 10/07 - Event End
It looks more like a junk heap than a waystation, but luckily there aren't any math fetishists to add you to the pile (hopefully). Talk to the scavengers and heed their warnings...if you want. Or perhaps you'll approach a shady individual for purchasing or selling stuff.
"Welcome, stranger!"
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[She smiles coyly, pressing the blade a little closer to the skin in warning.]
Tell me. Why would he think you are a slave trader? You have one chance to answer me with the truth.
[She drew the blade back to a more relaxed state against the man's skin, no longer biting into the angry red line it left behind.]
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[People get WEIRD about murder here, gosh. The man whimpers, shaking his head.]
It was only a couple times! Wasn't nothin really!
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[Leliana didn't believe that for a second. She twists the knife, pointing the tip of the blade into where his chin and throat met. His Adam's apple grazed the blade when he swallowed.]
Where are they being kept?
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I don't got any now!!! I SWEAR.
[Fenris exhales, eyes narrowing. ]
He was on the search for some when I found him. I overheard him speaking to one of his people.
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[The lyrium was hot beneath her touch, almost enough to make her want to draw away from it. It didn't frighten her but she had no idea how long his control would last.]
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[He looks at the man as if he's nothing but an insect to be crushed. Vermin. ]
I wanted to eliminate him before he did it to anyone else.
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Do you have any last words?
[Her gaze was sharper than any blade, her blue eyes like cold steel as she looks at the trader.]
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No! Please, don't! It won't happen again, I swears!
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It should not have happened from the first.
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This whole star system is a blighted mess.
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[She spares a moment's glance to the man who lay dead at their feet, his heart removed from his chest and leaving behind a gaping hole. of exposed bone and flesh. She would be sure to find a way to dispose of the body before the day was out.]
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...This is probably why slavers can always find him, honestly. ]
I think I lack the finesse for such a thing.
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Leave it to me then. I will speak to the Warden and see what we can find.
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...Thank you. That is good of you.
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[And she and Fenris might disagree in some things, but surely he could agree that people did not deserve to be taken from their homes, to be made into shells of their former selves.]
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[Fenris never presumes anyone does anything just for him. The world doesn't work that way. Not for him, anyway. Still, this is a good thing to hear from her, and it brings a smile to his face. ]
On that fact, we are both very much in agreement.