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Post by dizzi800 on Dec 28, 2008 16:49:19 GMT
Evan looked confused. He couldn;t put his daggers in his pockets. he's probably stab himself. He took a non-threatening pose. Or atleast tried to.
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Post by Suki ~Graficcha on Dec 28, 2008 18:04:16 GMT
Nuuka looked confused too. "... ah... hey there." O.x?
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Post by dizzi800 on Dec 28, 2008 18:08:18 GMT
"I'm Evan..." He said, putting both daggers in one hand hand holding the other out to shake.
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Post by Suki ~Graficcha on Dec 28, 2008 18:21:12 GMT
"... Nuuka Bernhard." he smiled softly and shook his hand with a surprisingly firm grip. "... so I heard you need pants? And then some things." xD
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Post by dizzi800 on Dec 28, 2008 18:25:44 GMT
"Uh... YEah... Some pants and sheathes for my daggers." Evan said. and a place to sleep. no... a Little too much to ask...
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Post by Suki ~Graficcha on Dec 28, 2008 21:46:30 GMT
"Lost traveller? If you wanna you can stay over in my room..." Nuuka knew there were plenty empty rooms, but he was a guest, too, in a way.
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Post by dizzi800 on Dec 28, 2008 21:50:42 GMT
"Thank you." Evan said. "So... where could I get some holsters and new pants?"
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Post by Suki ~Graficcha on Dec 28, 2008 21:56:03 GMT
"I'm the pants-man." Nuuka grinned. ".. a holster I can make you custom.. I've worked in a leather store for a while... ages ago.."
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Post by dizzi800 on Dec 28, 2008 22:00:41 GMT
"Thanks." Evan said, grinning, handing over a dagger. "If possible, please make them so that the daggers themselves are touching my body..." He said.
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Post by Suki ~Graficcha on Dec 28, 2008 22:06:40 GMT
".... that's an odd request..." O.o ".. err... I... sheesh man, come up and get yourself some decent pants before we start talking."
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Post by dizzi800 on Dec 28, 2008 22:12:25 GMT
"Oh... Sorry." Evan said. "Nevermind then. Lets get me some new shorts..." He continued, he didn't wnt to let these strangers know why. They would probably ask how, and he didn;t ahve an answer for that.
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Post by Suki ~Graficcha on Dec 28, 2008 22:18:51 GMT
Nuuka turned back around and took him up the stais, limping ever so slightly but obviously not bothered. Tefalon lingered behind... gah, he wanted to go back.
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Post by dizzi800 on Dec 28, 2008 22:23:05 GMT
Evan followed silently.
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Post by Suki ~Graficcha on Dec 28, 2008 22:28:42 GMT
Soon, the small demon was gone. Doubt he'll return. He was in Nuuka's care now, and the berserker led him into his room, where he dove into his wardrobe and retrieved a pair o black knee-long shorts. "... this do?"
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Post by dizzi800 on Dec 28, 2008 22:34:04 GMT
"The should..." Evan said. "By the way. I didn't want to tell you, but I've been thinking. Anyways, this is why I'd like the daggers to be touching me...." Evan said, the black vines coming from the daggers. "These only work while I'm touching them... and it's be nice to fight without needing to get my daggers out..."
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