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Post by Usha on Jul 12, 2004 1:34:19 GMT -5
"So you think that weapons make war? Maybe if everyone gave up making and having weapons no one would fight since we would only have rocks and sticks and that is really super boring and hard to fight with rocks and sticks." I say. I liked my cookie, I wish I had another cookie. My mouth waters as I watch Brady eat his.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Jul 12, 2004 1:34:33 GMT -5
I giggle and smirk as Sephos tries to act as though she's still sober. The very act of smoking and standing seems to be an epic struggle for her.
"Is that so? Then this round is on me... Barkeep, it's the freakin Sahara over here!"
I'm even cornier when I'm drunk...
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Post by Grove on Jul 12, 2004 1:37:01 GMT -5
Grove looks at the floor for a moment, a small clover creaping up through a crack in the floor directly between Grove's feet. The clover's peddles spread until it they were full. It was a four leaf clover.
He sighs as he smiles slightly, closing his eyes. He looks back up at Roane, slowly opening his eyes.
"You are right, as usual."
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Post by Satsujin on Jul 12, 2004 1:39:55 GMT -5
Satsujin's face goes blank for a moment, not sure what she means. He thinks during that split second.
Wha? What is she talking about?... No matter. I will just go with it. This could be a great opprotunity...
Satsujin regains his composure, bringing back his creepy grin.
"Yes. I am here as a representative for her."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jul 12, 2004 1:41:44 GMT -5
Bassarov decides not to add anything to the discussion on war, since he wants to wait until more people get a chance to speak. Anyway, he finds Brady and Usha's obsevations to be interesting.
He looks around and wonders where Sephos and Mischa are. They would have something to add to the conversation.
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Post by Brady on Jul 12, 2004 1:42:12 GMT -5
I see some drool on Usha's mouth and I break what's remaining of my cookie into 1/3 and 2/3. I hand the 2/3 of the cookie to Usha.
Here you go.
I eat the rest of mine, and I toss my two katanas and my dual guns on the ground.
Now I'm unarmed. Peace all the way!
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Post by Oni Momouru kokoro on Jul 12, 2004 1:42:22 GMT -5
i appear back into the meeting, i glance at usha. "that wouldnt work, look around, we are all like walking weapons..., even if all the weapons in the world was destroyed, we are more destructive then any weapon could be"
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Post by Sephos on Jul 12, 2004 1:44:30 GMT -5
The bartender rolls his eyes and sets two shot glasses down. He asks what we want. I hear a group of people being rowdy some feet away from us down the bar. I look over to see what kind of commotion could cause a louder noise than was already present. There is a couple doing body shots and the onlookers are laughing and hooting.
I smirk slyly at Mischa and ask. "You ever done body shots before, Mischa?" I tell the "barkeep" that we will have two shots of tequila, some salt, and some lemon slices.
I have actually never done body shots, but in keeping with my "I'm such a bad-ass/conquer all" mentality, I think that it is about time that I try them. And who better to try them with than my good friend Mischa?
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Post by Brady on Jul 12, 2004 1:48:17 GMT -5
What's with you? Carrying a big battle axe. Thinking a rhino's going to attack you?
My katanas glint from the sun's rays.
All weapons should be destroyed... They are not nessecary.
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Post by Genovia on Jul 12, 2004 1:50:14 GMT -5
"She spoke to me in dreams when I destroyed Tokyo but was recovering. She told me if I called out, my prayers would be answered and that the bear god, Otavius is dead. But I am so tired, but body went through so much." I say wearily to the man.
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Post by Jon Talbain on Jul 12, 2004 1:52:32 GMT -5
"Celtic flutes are always good," says, slowly looking through jars of insence. "There are some really strange scents here... maybe just some lavender. And some dried sage to burn." He walks through the store slowly, looking at all the strange shop. "They have some weird stuff in here," he says, looking along a row of herb, "Healing... stress relief... meditaition... hey Asher, what's an aphrodisiac?"
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Post by Oni Momouru kokoro on Jul 12, 2004 1:52:32 GMT -5
i glance over at him. "this axe was a family heirloom..., even without it, i am still a formidable opponent". i lean against the wall and cross my arms.
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Post by Brady on Jul 12, 2004 1:55:45 GMT -5
An heirloom? What, were your ancestors barbarians?
The only heirloom I had was a porclean cat. Too bad it got left in the fire.
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Post by Usha on Jul 12, 2004 1:59:56 GMT -5
"I think that with fewer weapons people would be forced to talk rather than fight. Since weapons make death less personal." I add. I am happy Brady put down his Katana.
"Thanks for the cookie part, Brady. I owe you."
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Jul 12, 2004 2:01:27 GMT -5
Ohhh body shots!!! I haven't done them before, but she seems confident enough. I'll follow her lead, and maybe she won't know that I don't know how to do them.
"Oh yeah, I used to do them all the time with Valodya."
I remember that Bassarov doesn't drink...
"...That is, Valodya... err, a friend... of uh... Some guy I knew in the army!"
What great cover.
"Okay, you start."
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