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Post by Avice Locke on Jun 8, 2018 17:49:36 GMT -8
That question again. She exhaled a heavy sigh.
"Did you actually want to forcefully drag me from my room to ask me what it was I wanted?"
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Post by David B. on Jun 8, 2018 17:53:25 GMT -8
David gave an easy smile.
"Nice dodge. You have an answer?"
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Post by Avice Locke on Jun 8, 2018 18:06:58 GMT -8
She looked at him thought about a number of frustrated angry curses she could spit but instead, looked back at the screens head tilted at the side.
"No."
Which was the truth. As she mentioned before she wasnt sure what she wanted it lead her to saying why the fuck not to help the bloke who sliced her back open. She also mentioned becoming a dragon but for what reason other than shoving it in Mathew's face. It wasnt something she was sure she truly wanted to gain for childish reasons.
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Post by David B. on Jun 8, 2018 18:12:25 GMT -8
"Better."
Much better than sitting in your room, unable to move or act or think because you are too afraid.
"I need someone to go to territory 1 and deliver a message. Since you got here, I've felt you had one foot out the door. Stop trying to find a reason to leave, and I can help you make real change."
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Post by Avice Locke on Jun 8, 2018 18:45:58 GMT -8
Once again she looked up at him pressing her lips in a thin line. She still had her suspicions about this place but he made his point.
She threw her hands in surrender.
"Fine, then I'm listening. No short cuts... And no take backs." territory one she'd head to.
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Post by David B. on Jun 11, 2018 13:23:57 GMT -8
He nodded.
"Good."
And he promptly moved on.
"I want you to head there and let Punk know that he has a choice to make. Come to 259 and meet with Asiv and myself, or find a war on his doorstep."
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Post by Avice Locke on Jun 11, 2018 13:34:03 GMT -8
She looked down at her own thin body before looking at him like he really has lost his mind.
"Oi, do you really know who you are sending me to and what you are asking me to say?" A threat like that with the Punk himself? This man was sending her to her death. Avice knew a couple of reasons right off this was not going to end up well at all.
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Post by David B. on Jun 11, 2018 13:36:00 GMT -8
He grinned.
"Of course I do. Punk is a lot of things, but stupid isn't one of them. And trying to kill or capture one of my messengers would see thirty thousand men outside his walls in two days. He'll have some snark to send back, but he's no cold blooded murderer, and he's survived this long by being slippery, and smart."
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Post by Avice Locke on Jun 11, 2018 13:49:35 GMT -8
She tossed her head back in frustration silently really wanting to take back her words... But as she herself said, no take backs.
"Aye... I'll deliver the message." straight too The Punk himself.
She was absolutely "thrilled" and truly unworthy of the "honor". If only she could express the "excitement" she felt, if only there was an excited cell in her body to dupe her into thinking this wasn't such a bad idea. Even her inner dialogue couldnt be more sarcastic.
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Post by David B. on Jun 12, 2018 12:33:30 GMT -8
As she would start out, David called out. "Oh, Avice, one more thing." He'd toss her a medium sized, deep green crystal. "If things get bad and you need an out, use that. It'll help." It would feel warm in her palm and she'd almost instinctively know what it did, the crystal being the size of a softball. Avice recieves: Transport Crystal: A consumable crystal that, once crushed, brings the holder back to the safety region, that being inside Cabal Academy for this particular crystal. |
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Post by Avice Locke on Jun 12, 2018 13:34:38 GMT -8
She bounced the crystal in her hand looking at him with a raised brow.
"Thanks." he had tossed her yet another rock. Suppose this one wasn't so bad. At least she was assured he didn't want to send her to her death with yet.
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Post by David B. on Jun 12, 2018 13:45:48 GMT -8
/End thread
+1 exp for Avice
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