"Yes your highness, I have studied Architecture,"Zith rises, his fear of being executed by this person was only hidden by decades of experience of dealing with people that could kill you at a moments notice. He was however, in the back of his mind, happy to see another Ilithid. It had been decades since he last saw one of his kind.
Good. You. are going to, meet with Celesto privately later. You. have a dormitory here. Would you like to see it? There. is a special blueprint Celesto will show you when youre situated. Do you have a home?
"Well, it ain't eashy. Ye gotta keep em happy. Rum an' gold helpsh wit dat."
Ermine is an expert pirate captain! Out of all of her crews, only one has ever mutinied against her!
The pirate shoos the cabin boys out of the cabin once they're finished filling the bath and shuts the door. She grins mischievously at Reinholdt.
[Crimson Tempest]
"Rum and gold help with everything." Reinholdt nods sagely.
He might be more accepting, but I think he's still pretty bashful about some of this stuff, since he's not exactly moving to take off his clothes yet. He's fairly content with small talk sometimes.
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Maybe she could put lots of gold coins in the rum bath...
Nah, that's a silly idea. Ermine smirks saucily at Reinholdt and begins taking her clothes off. She's not abashed at all!
"Well, do ye intend ta bathe wit yer shirt on?"
She doesn't.
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Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.
"Aye... I mean ah... no." Reinholdt blushes from the mistake. Ermine stripping probably contributes too. And yes, gold coins in a rum bath is a terrible idea.
He does start to get undressed, though smirks a little at a thought and chooses to go slowly and tease Ermine with an impromptu and terrible strip dance. Which basically boils down to stripping slowly. He is horrible at this stuff, isn't he?
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Ermine eyes Reinholdt appreciatively. In fact, she pretty much stops undressing to watch. I blame Kaelaroth. <.<
When she realizes she's halted, the pirate tries to give the treasure hunter a show of his own! She may be a bit better than him at stripping. Pirate and all. <.<
Once they are nude, she'll go ahead and get in the tub. Once again, wincing in pain as she does so.
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Originally Posted by Julius Caesar, Shakespeare
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.
The Hutt's nostrils widen at the mention of "zombies." Sure, he had heard the Zelosian legends of such animated corpses, and there were old spacer's tales of shambling corpses on Odacer-Faustin, but they actually exist here? Now, the Hutt knew this place was weird, but this will obviously take some getting used to.
"Uh, what happened to the zombies?"
The first is a blaster rifle made by the same ethnic group of furry beings that created the crystal sword. This weapon, also made with a nak'tra crystal, can take full advantage of the crystal's special ability; as the blaster bolt passes through the crystallized barrel, the beam is split into several million smaller ones that form a cloud of energy. As this blast reaches its maximum range (60 meters), the cloud of energy expands until it can engulf up to five medium-sized humanoid targets. As it expands, however, this blast becomes less potent. At maximum range, it will cause second degree burns on unprotected flesh.
The second is a heavy weapon of Mustafarian manufacture. Loaded with a cartridge of Mustafarian ore, an interior superheater melts the block into several molten globs of lava; The weapon requires roughly a full minute to melt the ammo beforehand, however, which means it is a weapon best used in planned fights (a rarity). It can hold five cartridges of ore at once, with each supplying roughly a two to three second constant stream of lava. Though the molten ore is cooler than naturally occurring lava, it is still more than enough to destroy flesh and melt through the heaviest of armors.
The last is a rare, extremely illegal carbine. Developed by the Verpine for intraplanetary conflicts, this type of shatter gun would get its nickname ("The Alliance Needler Carbine") for its extensive use by the Alliance to Restore the Republic. Capable of firing roughly a hundred and fifty miniaturized darts per second, these weapons use the magnetic field principal used to create rail guns. These weapons can reliably rip through plastoid body armor (like those of Stormtroopers) and duraplast, albeit with a lower consistency rate.
If none of these fit Tirin's style, Jurga has several more where these came from.
He shrugs, examining the weapons.
"They killed a bunch of people, proved yet again the existence of free will, and got slaughtered by the local police force, Remnant. I'm thinking the Needler, but it can't hurt to take a look at everything. What else have you got?"
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[Talnissa's]
Kara's cheeks turn a quite fetching shade of pink at that, and she leans up to give Talnissa a long, soft, gentle kiss in answer.
"And you for me, love of my heart," she whispers earnestly.
[Talnissa's]
Talnissa happily returns Kara's kiss, and smiles at her when it ends.
"So if I'm just the love of your heart, who's the love of your head?", she asks teasingly, trying to lighten the mood a bit.
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I support the godly magazine idea, and hope that Eld can serve as mix of town crier and incredibly deadpan game show host in some sections. Also, for some odd reason, he will also make appearance when it comes to godly fashion tips, for even if he is grim reaper he will be the most bishounen god there is. Just you wait
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Damn you and your comprehensive understanding of synergistic tactics. :|
Marty continues making delicious stew, almost done. Mmmm...potatoes.
Shada waits, curled up, hands over her ears. But this doesn't stop the calling, the voices in her head. The voices may have Marty already. Marty! He was in danger! But... she couldn't leave the room. What have you done with him? She asks the not-gnoll. It doesn't answer, but simply grins wickedly.
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Shada slides down and pads quietly to the door. {And where are you going?} The gnoll hasn't left. It hasn't left and it's still blocking the doorway. It may not be able to enter the room, but it grabs for her, sending her scuttling back into her haven. Now what? MARTY! She calls as loudly as she can.
Outside Aceford Manor
There's a loud rap on the front door. Standing outside it is Drift. Drift has arrived at the house via instructions from his gnoll Masters. See Shada before Sleet. Shada would be more easily frightened. Sleet would be more easily coaxed, but not if Drift was still carrying his message for Shada... He knocks on the door again.
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Ermine grins, though she's still very bothered by the fact that she's bathing in alcohol. Rum hurts. v.v
She goes to snuggle up closer to Reinholdt, ears flicking.
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Originally Posted by Julius Caesar, Shakespeare
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.
Aceford Manor
Shada?! Whats wrong?¡ Marty runs
to Shada armed with a pot of scalding hot stew.
You're alright! I thought... the gnolls... It seems very foolish to her now that she knows he's safe. She breathes a huge sigh of relief, interrupted by...
the sound of knocking which continues through the house as Drift wonders if Shada knew he's here.
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Ermine's ear twitch a bit under the pets and nibbles, and while she looks happy enough she does have a hard time enjoying it while sitting in the pain bath. She goes to remedy this by embracing Reinholdt more and trying to kiss him passionately.
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Julius Caesar, Shakespeare
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.
It might also be worth noting that Needler darts, being kinetic in origin, bypass most energy shields.
The Hutt starts looking for more weapons, pushing aside an old Geonosian Elite Phaser rifle in the process. While very efficient, that weapon only works in the hand of the Geonosian Elite caste because of its use of Geonosian bodily fluids as a power source, so that will be of no use to Tirin.
The next set of weapons to be presented starts with a WESTAR-35 pistol. Made from a dallorian alloy, this pistol absorbs heat far better than most pistols do, so its ability to be rapidly fired is greatly increased with little chance of jamming. These weapons are usually wielded in pairs.
The next is a DXR-6 rifle, which belongs to a special category of weapon called dirsuptors. When the energy blast of this weapon hits a target, the target begins to break down at a molecular level. Even glancing hits cause grievous injuries. A direct hit against an organic, humanoid target causes complete and utter disintegration. Created by the Tenloss Syndicate, this is one of the most advanced disruptors on the (black) market. It can fire ten shots per powerpack, and is a decent sniping weapon (impressive, considering how most disruptors have a short range of 20-25 meters).
The final is an E-11 blaster carbine, commonly used by the Stormtrooper Corps of the Galactic Empire. Recent shipments of these weapons have met with complaints about glazed targeting lenses, which have caused the weapon to be far less accurate. Jurga's have been cleared of these common faulty characteristics, as they were bought after the massive weapons recall.
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Reinholdt, on the other hand, is just elated. This is great! He helps Ermine reposition for a passionate kissing embrace, rubbing her back as she does so. He pulls away for a breath after a little while though. "Want me to wash your back or are you already squeaky clean?"
I don't think you get clean in a rum bath...
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You're alright! I thought... the gnolls... It seems very foolish to her now that she knows he's safe. She breathes a huge sigh of relief, interrupted by...
the sound of knocking which continues through the house as Drift wonders if Shada knew he's here.
Shada, Im fine, so are you. nothing will happen. Trust me. Marty looks through tge peephole.
Shada, Im fine, so are you. nothing will happen. Trust me. Marty looks through tge peephole.
((By that I suppose you mean he left her again to go to the door, because the door is not in the room she is in.))
Shada watches him go. The gnoll tries to speak again, but she ignores him. He isn't real and Marty is okay. Nothing she hears is real, so she's going to ignore it all.
Outside Aceford Manor
The man outside the house may just be the weirdest looking drow ever. By birth defect the pigments of his skin and hair are odd. Instead of a velvety black, his skin is a rich chocolate brown, and his hair is tinged blue. Where his eyes ought to be are two empty, hollow sockets which are extremely unnerving. His armor is dotted with very tiny sensors, so he can 'feel' where he is and what is around him without seeing it.
All in all he looks fairly harmless. At least, he WOULD look harmless if it weren't for the wicked morning-star on his belt and the sharp sword next to it... he knocks again.
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Ermine does not want to wash in the painful rum bath. <.<
She goes in for more kissing! They can probably pull the curtain at any time, though Ermine might pull Reinholdt out of the bath if they do that, though, since it hurts too much. >.>
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Julius Caesar, Shakespeare
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.
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