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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2017 14:51:11 GMT -8
Debbie froze mid-bite of her cake and looked at the eyes. After a pause her eyes focused on the masked man.
"....Please don't kill me." She quickly said in fear.
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Sasha Pierce
Committed
Traveling
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 30 years old
Physical Description: Sasha is tall and very toned, yet excellent genes gave her some supple curves. She has olive-toned skin, hinting at Rondi heritage, light brown eyes, and long, black hair that already has a few streaks of silver in it.
Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/jAupKNBr.jpg
and a pack of tools of her trade.
Registered: May 10, 2017 20:13:40 GMT -8
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Post by Sasha Pierce on May 18, 2017 15:19:58 GMT -8
She had already glanced away from Regal. The longer she stayed at the Milk Bar, the more she understood why it was that people thought there was just something... strange. Inwardly she hoped that Charlotte might get distracted and not even return with her slice of cheesecake.
The Rondi woman looked back at @xxjacjxx, her light brown eyes almost more of a tarnished gold. "Stare? Oh, I would stare, too, after coming from the woods for so long," she stated, not realizing that he was apologizing for staring AT her. She gestured to the milk on his pants with a tip of her chin. "That might be a stroke of luck," she murmured quietly to him, and then held out her hand.
"Tasha," she introduced herself by the name she'd given the bartender and his wife. She had yet to make it down the bar to where the tall, voluptuous woman was being propositioned to sell her eyes, but it was a situation that Sasha was keeping an... eye... on.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 18, 2017 15:45:08 GMT -8
Debbie froze mid-bite of her cake and looked at the eyes. After a pause her eyes focused on the masked man. "....Please don't kill me." She quickly said in fear. The eyes continued to stare at Debbie, following her every move. The masked man held the box open, staring at Debbie as well. "Why would I ever do that? Eyes are best when they're fresh, after all. I've become quite skilled at removing them, you know. You'll barely feel a thing. I think it's a good deal. You get money, and a free glass eye. They're enchanted, as you can see. They'll work just as well as the real thing, if not better." He closed the box, and put it back under his seat. "You must think I'm a monster. I'm quite the opposite, in fact. I restore sight to those who have lost it. To do so, however...I need fresh eyes. I can't ever make the same eye twice. It just doesn't feel right. I'll make a matched pair, but even those aren't exact replicas of each other."
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2017 15:53:11 GMT -8
"I'd....rather not. If you'll excuse me?"
Debbie nodded to the man before picking up her plate and cup. She hurried over to the counter, wharfing down the remains of the cheesecake.
"Check please!" She said after taking one last gulp of her milk.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 18, 2017 16:34:16 GMT -8
The man remained seated as Debbie got up and paid for her meal. Once she turned around, though, he was standing right in front of her. How was that possible? Surely he couldn't have gotten up and walked over so quickly! Regardless of whether or not it was physically possible, there he stood, barely inches away from her. He held a sparkling glass eyeball in his hand, with a brown iris that matched Debbie's own.
"Take this, as a sample. I'm sure you'll like it. If you ever change your mind about the eye...let me know."
He slipped the eye into Debbie's pocket, ignoring any protests. She'd feel it spinning and rolling in her pocket, trying to see in the new darkened environment.
"You'll find me here again if you ever want me, Debbie dear. If you'd ever like to sell an eye, come on by. I'll be around. Who knows, maybe I'll see you again someday, hmm?"
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Regal Al'nin Withernorth
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 158
Age: 26
Physical Description: Regal has a lanky profile shaped from a life of hard work but doesn't seem imposing. He is of average height with unkept- moppy-brown hair with pale-skin and green eyes. His base features were soft, and fair however with his time spent as a scout a quiet hardness has imposed its self upon his face, couple this with an un-kept beard and weathering he's become much harder, carved from marble rather than sculpted from clay. His disposition is that of a cautious man long use to the daggers in the dark. He currently only has one eye, his left. He exchanged his right eye to escape a grim fate.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a thick dark green cloak with dark brown blotches scattered around it, with a simple light brown or dark tan tunic and leggings,split by a wide leather belt. The cuffs of his pants and fitted into a snug pair of well-crafted leather boots.
He carries a maple and oak recurve bow with a set of 12 Ash arrows contained in a dark stained leather quiver on his left flank.
On his right flank is a simple blade not much longer than a knife.
He carries a small cloth knapsack as well.*
The only armor he seems to wear is the vambrace on his right arm.
[quick inventory list]["*" denotes items in the knapsack or attached to it with twine]
1x Basic dark green/brown hooded cloak
1x Tan/lightbrown Tunic
1x wide light stained leather belt.
1x tan/brown trousers.
1x pair of finely made shin height boots.
1x dark stained leather vambrace.
1x Maple/oak short composite recurve bow. ( 28" draw @ 80 lbs)
12x Ash-shaft arrows with iron broad head points and goose fetching. ( 275 gr)
1x 6 inch-needle point- steel knife with a leather grip.
1x water sack* (1.5 lt / 50 oz )
1x slice of dried* venison (9 oz)
3x small biscuit like bread loafs.*
1x 50 ft braided rope *
1x flint and steel striker set. *
1x bedroll and blanket. *
1x smaller empty cloth bag with draw string. *
1x letter "Scouting equipment order: Levanius Curio" *
1x broken telescope( on loan atm )
Player's online availability : Fairly often around 1800- 0300 EST.
Registered: May 23, 2015 20:56:09 GMT -8
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Post by Regal Al'nin Withernorth on May 18, 2017 16:37:10 GMT -8
Sasha Pierce Strangers and Travelers Regal's brows knitted for a split second , not exactly understanding what the young lady had said, or implied rather. Instead he gave an understanding nod, and took her hand with a polite, but firm hand shake. " Regal , Pleasure to meet you Tasha---- care for some company?" He asked. "I've only got a few moments to run and letter for these fine fellows." He lied smoothly. He was hoping he could kill sometime, or that the fellows in black would wander off.
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2017 16:37:15 GMT -8
"How the hell did you know my name?!" She said in shock, loud enough for others to hear.
"N-No offense, but I really do not want to see you again. I just want to make it out of here with both my eyes."
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Sasha Pierce
Committed
Traveling
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 30 years old
Physical Description: Sasha is tall and very toned, yet excellent genes gave her some supple curves. She has olive-toned skin, hinting at Rondi heritage, light brown eyes, and long, black hair that already has a few streaks of silver in it.
Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/jAupKNBr.jpg
and a pack of tools of her trade.
Registered: May 10, 2017 20:13:40 GMT -8
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Post by Sasha Pierce on May 18, 2017 17:32:51 GMT -8
"Regal?" That caught her interest, and he'd be able to see that gleam in her eyes. "Interesting name," she commented to him. As he mentioned the fellows in black, her gaze slid over to them, and then landed back onto the man in front of her. "Friends of yours?" she asked him.
The creep factor of the Milk Bar seemed to have gone up while she was out checking the dairy with Charlotte. The characters in there now... Well, she was only here to strictly observe and report. Not much that she'd do, but find answers to questions her employers hadn't even known to ask.
Well, except for whatever it was that they were feeding the cows. Corporate sabotage and all that. It paid the bills.
She glanced back down over the bar when Debbie the Mage began to shout, the shady mask guy still on the other side. The redhead mentioned leaving with both her eyes, and Sasha's own narrowed, her hand dropping subtly to the handle of her blade...
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Regal Al'nin Withernorth
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 158
Age: 26
Physical Description: Regal has a lanky profile shaped from a life of hard work but doesn't seem imposing. He is of average height with unkept- moppy-brown hair with pale-skin and green eyes. His base features were soft, and fair however with his time spent as a scout a quiet hardness has imposed its self upon his face, couple this with an un-kept beard and weathering he's become much harder, carved from marble rather than sculpted from clay. His disposition is that of a cautious man long use to the daggers in the dark. He currently only has one eye, his left. He exchanged his right eye to escape a grim fate.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a thick dark green cloak with dark brown blotches scattered around it, with a simple light brown or dark tan tunic and leggings,split by a wide leather belt. The cuffs of his pants and fitted into a snug pair of well-crafted leather boots.
He carries a maple and oak recurve bow with a set of 12 Ash arrows contained in a dark stained leather quiver on his left flank.
On his right flank is a simple blade not much longer than a knife.
He carries a small cloth knapsack as well.*
The only armor he seems to wear is the vambrace on his right arm.
[quick inventory list]["*" denotes items in the knapsack or attached to it with twine]
1x Basic dark green/brown hooded cloak
1x Tan/lightbrown Tunic
1x wide light stained leather belt.
1x tan/brown trousers.
1x pair of finely made shin height boots.
1x dark stained leather vambrace.
1x Maple/oak short composite recurve bow. ( 28" draw @ 80 lbs)
12x Ash-shaft arrows with iron broad head points and goose fetching. ( 275 gr)
1x 6 inch-needle point- steel knife with a leather grip.
1x water sack* (1.5 lt / 50 oz )
1x slice of dried* venison (9 oz)
3x small biscuit like bread loafs.*
1x 50 ft braided rope *
1x flint and steel striker set. *
1x bedroll and blanket. *
1x smaller empty cloth bag with draw string. *
1x letter "Scouting equipment order: Levanius Curio" *
1x broken telescope( on loan atm )
Player's online availability : Fairly often around 1800- 0300 EST.
Registered: May 23, 2015 20:56:09 GMT -8
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Post by Regal Al'nin Withernorth on May 18, 2017 17:45:27 GMT -8
Intrest... had he just stepped into something worse than his 'friends'... mayhaps... mayhaps not. " Business associates after a fashion." He answered and was going to explain further when his attention turned to the redheaded woman and the masked ...fellow? He hadn't missed Tasha's hand lax over to her blade, he himself had done the same and happened to notice the same 'ease' of action... Maypas seemed more like 'more than likely' at this point... He really did have a habit of stepping into concerning situations, maybe this one would have it's benefits however--- woah, he really had stayed far to long in the woods...
"Pardon me good sir, did you happen to say you sell glass eyes?" Regal said taking a step towards the masked man, he'd attempted to pry himself between the odd fellow ... and the rather amazonian woman.
" I might have a prospect for you---sir?" Regal's voice oozed with charm as he placed a hand on where he assumed there would be a shoulder.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 18, 2017 18:18:06 GMT -8
The eye seller simply turned away from the redheaded mage and walked away. The glass eye twitched and rolled in Debbie's pocket, orienting itself towards the light from the opening.
"Until next time, Debbie dear. I'll be seeing you soon."
As he left, he was stopped by Regal. When the man asked if he dealt in glass eyes, he simply nodded. Regal put a hand on his shoulder, and would feel that the man was little more than skin and bone under his mantle.
"I do indeed, sir. Were you looking for one? I have quite the variety. Blue, brown, green...and even more exotic colors. What sort were you looking for? If you'd like a child's eye, well...I've got just the thing in stock. Perhaps a man like you would want an eagle's eye, sharp as a Rondi rapier. Or maybe a cat's eye would be more your style? I'd bet you'd love to see in the darkness."
Crooker and Shank watched the exchange from the bar, sipping on their milk. Charlotte returned a moment later, bearing a delicious-looking and honey-free slice of cheesecake. She placed it in front of Sasha, smiling.
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Regal Al'nin Withernorth
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 158
Age: 26
Physical Description: Regal has a lanky profile shaped from a life of hard work but doesn't seem imposing. He is of average height with unkept- moppy-brown hair with pale-skin and green eyes. His base features were soft, and fair however with his time spent as a scout a quiet hardness has imposed its self upon his face, couple this with an un-kept beard and weathering he's become much harder, carved from marble rather than sculpted from clay. His disposition is that of a cautious man long use to the daggers in the dark. He currently only has one eye, his left. He exchanged his right eye to escape a grim fate.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a thick dark green cloak with dark brown blotches scattered around it, with a simple light brown or dark tan tunic and leggings,split by a wide leather belt. The cuffs of his pants and fitted into a snug pair of well-crafted leather boots.
He carries a maple and oak recurve bow with a set of 12 Ash arrows contained in a dark stained leather quiver on his left flank.
On his right flank is a simple blade not much longer than a knife.
He carries a small cloth knapsack as well.*
The only armor he seems to wear is the vambrace on his right arm.
[quick inventory list]["*" denotes items in the knapsack or attached to it with twine]
1x Basic dark green/brown hooded cloak
1x Tan/lightbrown Tunic
1x wide light stained leather belt.
1x tan/brown trousers.
1x pair of finely made shin height boots.
1x dark stained leather vambrace.
1x Maple/oak short composite recurve bow. ( 28" draw @ 80 lbs)
12x Ash-shaft arrows with iron broad head points and goose fetching. ( 275 gr)
1x 6 inch-needle point- steel knife with a leather grip.
1x water sack* (1.5 lt / 50 oz )
1x slice of dried* venison (9 oz)
3x small biscuit like bread loafs.*
1x 50 ft braided rope *
1x flint and steel striker set. *
1x bedroll and blanket. *
1x smaller empty cloth bag with draw string. *
1x letter "Scouting equipment order: Levanius Curio" *
1x broken telescope( on loan atm )
Player's online availability : Fairly often around 1800- 0300 EST.
Registered: May 23, 2015 20:56:09 GMT -8
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Post by Regal Al'nin Withernorth on May 18, 2017 18:35:57 GMT -8
Regal removed his hand , attempting to not show how uncomfortable touching the figure had been. He dug into a leather case strapped at his waist. He produced a brass tube about 8 inches long. " I was actually wondering if you could replace the lenses in this...and if so how much it would cost." He inquired , he motioned at the tall red head with his eyes that she should move.
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2017 18:38:57 GMT -8
Debbie moved as far away from the group as possible. When out of sight of the creepy eye man, she pulled the glass eye from her pocket and dropped it to the ground. Loud, floor-shaking thumps could be heard as she stomped violently on the eye.
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Sasha Pierce
Committed
Traveling
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 30 years old
Physical Description: Sasha is tall and very toned, yet excellent genes gave her some supple curves. She has olive-toned skin, hinting at Rondi heritage, light brown eyes, and long, black hair that already has a few streaks of silver in it.
Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/jAupKNBr.jpg
and a pack of tools of her trade.
Registered: May 10, 2017 20:13:40 GMT -8
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Post by Sasha Pierce on May 18, 2017 18:46:27 GMT -8
She looked up and at Regal Al'nin Withernorth as he moved from the seat to intervene on @likethecupcakes's behalf, but did not find herself relaxing more into her seat. She had caught the look of the... other men... who were not very much friends of Regal's it seemed. But even that attention was torn when Charlotte showed up with a smile... ... and a slice of the cheesecake. With no honey. "Oh. Lovely," Sasha said with a forced smile and took her hand from her blade hilt with casual practice that would barely draw attention to the fact that she'd done it. She had just picked up her fork when Debbie stopped beside Sasha-- -- and smashed the hell out of an eye. Sasha looked into Debbie's face with an amused smile but didn't say anything aloud, turning back to her cheesecake. Fork in hand... aware she was being watched... she sliced off a very, very small little bit on her fork and tasted it. "Mmmmmmmm," she made a show of saying, regardless of how good it may have tasted.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 18, 2017 18:47:50 GMT -8
The eye rolled to stare up at Debbie, just as her foot came down to crush it. There was a smash and a splatter, and the glass eyeball shattered. A clear, viscus fluid inside splattered everywhere, getting all over Debbie's boot and the floor. Meanwhile, the eye seller looked over the telescope with interest.
"Hmm...most of my eyes are meant as replacements, but I suppose I could rig something up. An eagle's eye on one end, connected to a crystal ball on the other. Looking through the crystal ball would let you see what the eagle's eye sees...yes, I suppose I could fix this. For a price, of course."
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2017 18:51:45 GMT -8
She looked up and at Regal Al'nin Withernorth as he moved from the seat to intervene on @likethecupcakes 's behalf, but did not find herself relaxing more into her seat. She had caught the look of the... other men... who were not very much friends of Regal's it seemed. But even that attention was torn when Charlotte showed up with a smile... ... and a slice of the cheesecake. With no honey. "Oh. Lovely," Sasha said with a forced smile and took her hand from her blade hilt with casual practice that would barely draw attention to the fact that she'd done it. She had just picked up her fork when Debbie stopped beside Sasha-- -- and smashed the hell out of an eye. Sasha looked into Debbie's face with an amused smile but didn't say anything aloud, turning back to her cheesecake. Fork in hand... aware she was being watched... she sliced off a very, very small little bit on her fork and tasted it. "Mmmmmmmm," she made a show of saying, regardless of how good it may have tasted. Debbie sighed and rubbed her foot against the floor to get the gunk off before looking at Sasha eating the cheesecake. At her pleasured moan she nodded. "Good cake, isn't it?" She said casually as she looked back to make sure the eye didn't become whole again.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 18, 2017 18:52:00 GMT -8
Sasha would find the cheesecake to be quite good, in fact. It was creamy and sweet, and the crust was sugary and crumbled in her mouth. Charlotte beamed, pleased to see that the journalist enjoyed her cooking.
"Secret family recipe, that one. Do you like it? We also have raspberry, toffee, strawberry, chocolate, caramel, and pumpkin flavors. The pumpkin flavor is very popular among young women, for some reason."
She didn't seem to notice the amazonian redhead smashing an eye under her boot and sending splatters and shards everywhere.
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2017 18:54:49 GMT -8
Sasha would find the cheesecake to be quite good, in fact. It was creamy and sweet, and the crust was sugary and crumbled in her mouth. Charlotte beamed, pleased to see that the journalist enjoyed her cooking. "Secret family recipe, that one. Do you like it? We also have raspberry, toffee, strawberry, chocolate, caramel, and pumpkin flavors. The pumpkin flavor is very popular among young women, for some reason." She didn't seem to notice the amazonian redhead smashing an eye under her boot and sending splatters and shards everywhere. "Oh! Could I get a slice of caramel, strawberry, and raspberry to go then? W-With a gallon of milk if you could." She chimed in as Charlotte mentioned the flavors.
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Post by Strangers and Travelers on May 18, 2017 18:54:55 GMT -8
The eye did not seem to be reforming, considering how violently Debbie had crushed it. In fact, she'd crushed it so well that it was...completely gone. Not a single shard of glass or droplet of goo remained on the hardwood floor. If she looked at the eye seller, she'd just catch him putting a glass jar in his pocket as he talked to Regal. She couldn't quite see what was in it, but it looked an awful lot like crushed glass and clear liquid.
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Sasha Pierce
Committed
Traveling
Roleplay posts: 61
Age: 30 years old
Physical Description: Sasha is tall and very toned, yet excellent genes gave her some supple curves. She has olive-toned skin, hinting at Rondi heritage, light brown eyes, and long, black hair that already has a few streaks of silver in it.
Clothes and Equipment: http://i.imgur.com/jAupKNBr.jpg
and a pack of tools of her trade.
Registered: May 10, 2017 20:13:40 GMT -8
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Post by Sasha Pierce on May 18, 2017 18:56:20 GMT -8
"Well," Sasha said after having her tiny, tiny taste, hoping it wasn't poisoned and knowing that it was more likely drugged instead. "It is certainly cheesecake," she said, searching for a compliment that wouldn't make it seem as if she wanted to try every single flavor.
"Really? Fascinating. Pumpkin." She looked at Debbie, as if sharing that interest with her. "Can you believe it? Of all the fruits..." She cleared her throat, and glanced down at the eye gunk all over Debbie's massive boot, then shifted in her seat.
She glanced to see if Charlotte was still there, or if she'd left...
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Regal Al'nin Withernorth
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 158
Age: 26
Physical Description: Regal has a lanky profile shaped from a life of hard work but doesn't seem imposing. He is of average height with unkept- moppy-brown hair with pale-skin and green eyes. His base features were soft, and fair however with his time spent as a scout a quiet hardness has imposed its self upon his face, couple this with an un-kept beard and weathering he's become much harder, carved from marble rather than sculpted from clay. His disposition is that of a cautious man long use to the daggers in the dark. He currently only has one eye, his left. He exchanged his right eye to escape a grim fate.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears a thick dark green cloak with dark brown blotches scattered around it, with a simple light brown or dark tan tunic and leggings,split by a wide leather belt. The cuffs of his pants and fitted into a snug pair of well-crafted leather boots.
He carries a maple and oak recurve bow with a set of 12 Ash arrows contained in a dark stained leather quiver on his left flank.
On his right flank is a simple blade not much longer than a knife.
He carries a small cloth knapsack as well.*
The only armor he seems to wear is the vambrace on his right arm.
[quick inventory list]["*" denotes items in the knapsack or attached to it with twine]
1x Basic dark green/brown hooded cloak
1x Tan/lightbrown Tunic
1x wide light stained leather belt.
1x tan/brown trousers.
1x pair of finely made shin height boots.
1x dark stained leather vambrace.
1x Maple/oak short composite recurve bow. ( 28" draw @ 80 lbs)
12x Ash-shaft arrows with iron broad head points and goose fetching. ( 275 gr)
1x 6 inch-needle point- steel knife with a leather grip.
1x water sack* (1.5 lt / 50 oz )
1x slice of dried* venison (9 oz)
3x small biscuit like bread loafs.*
1x 50 ft braided rope *
1x flint and steel striker set. *
1x bedroll and blanket. *
1x smaller empty cloth bag with draw string. *
1x letter "Scouting equipment order: Levanius Curio" *
1x broken telescope( on loan atm )
Player's online availability : Fairly often around 1800- 0300 EST.
Registered: May 23, 2015 20:56:09 GMT -8
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Post by Regal Al'nin Withernorth on May 18, 2017 18:57:22 GMT -8
Regal nodded....The eye thing would be odd , but if it worked then what cause did he have? "How much if----" Regal grimaced hearing the splattering sound, like someone had thrown an egg. " err uh..." He tried to keep the mans attention. " How much? and how long might it take? I've got a small errand to run that should take me about 3 days, 6 at most" He pressed. Part of him cursed his practical side, he had only meant to buy the tall woman a moment of piece, and ended up spending money he had not yet earned. More than that he probably looked fairly odd speaking with such an odd figure, ruining what ever half baked idea of a chance he though he might have had with Ms Tasha. Speaking of he gave; her an apologetic look before turning back to the Masked eye' sales men.
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