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Post by Grim on Apr 3, 2009 0:14:10 GMT -5
Grim closed his eyes and inhaled deeply to calm himself from the frustration. He didn’t usually restrain himself but the girl would be of no value if he killed her. “I just said I would LET you run.” He groaned the words from between gritted teeth and then opened his eyes. “I think you think too much little girl.” He said then in a tiresomely calm tone. “You have a lot to learn before you run around acting as tough as you think you are.”
The girl’s over estimation of Grim’s age was a little funny and he even laughed a little. “I look good for almost fifty.” He quipped while looking at his upraised and flexed bicep bulging. “And I know a lot more than you might think, little girl, I run one of the greatest networks of eyes and ears in the world. For all intensive purposes, I am a god among men.”
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Post by Stacey on Apr 9, 2009 21:08:57 GMT -5
Stacey rolled her brightly colored eyes. "Running isn`t a matter of getting away; it`s a matter of being a coward." She said, her voice obviously annoyed. "And no offense, but I`ve seen better looking men." She gave a small smile as she glanced over his large muscles.
It had surprised her that Grim was almost fifty. He really didn`t look it. Of course she had seen better looking men, ones a lot closer to her own age.
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Post by Grim on Apr 10, 2009 21:23:20 GMT -5
“Sometimes it’s just smart.” Grim rolled his eyes at the juvenile girl’s discrepancy. “That’s one of those things you need to learn, kid; when to drop tail and run.” He took a deep calming breath to relieve his frustration – he couldn’t believe he was actually trying to tutor the little scum bucket.
“Right now is a perfect example of the times you can be in too deep.” Grim began, trying to calmly make his point. “That happens sometimes; like now, when you need to avoid a compromising situation. I’m about to beat you and rape you, then leave you tied naked and crying in this dusty room for the next degenerate man to do the same. You were lucky to be warned, but you wont have another chance; so go.” He was serious; he would do it, she should go. This had been a great show of restraint from him to give her the chance. He did say she could go, and he would let her if only she would.
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Post by Stacey on Apr 10, 2009 22:04:16 GMT -5
Stacey hissed, as did the cat who suddenly decided to appear again. She back up half a dozen steps, her eyes flashing the boldest red.
You tell me I`m worth nothing while you also say you would rape me. The words burned on her tounge, buring to be spoken. Her brown hair fell over have face as she took a few more steps back.
"Fine, I`ll leave. But remember that I am still a theif." She growled. Sure, the work of a theif could be more interesting than that of an assassin, but this man had set her against that guild. She knew her temper would be pushed far past its limits, but she was a theif and an assassin.
She narrowed her eyes, then back out of the tunnels of boxes to the crisp night air.
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Post by Grim on Apr 11, 2009 20:59:33 GMT -5
Grim shook his head silently as he watched the girl leave. She may think she could still be a thief, but that was the degenerate Black heritage in her speaking its ignorant mind. She was not a member of Grim’s guild, so if she were ever to be caught stealing in the city Celesta, she would be accountable to the thieves’ creed under infringement of guild territory.
He had tried hard enough to explain how the real world worked – how Celesta worked – and he wasn’t going to keep trying. She was a cute girl looking girl too, so it might be worth his while to ‘tithe’ her after all.
Once the girl was gone and he was done staring at her hind end walk away, Grim returned to the crates and scavenged a few good things before making off with them and heading back home.
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