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Post by RoseMarie on Dec 18, 2015 5:03:59 GMT
He ponders for awhile and then sighs in mild annoyance. "I suppose I just had mother and father." "Wow, you never played with other kids or even talked with them? I didn't ever have a mother or father. What were your mother and father like?" "Yeah! I neva knew me parents before!" |
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Post by Viasio on Dec 18, 2015 8:03:52 GMT
He breaks into a broad smile. "Questions, naturally. You know how I love to bother you, ha! I was wondering about the most effective way to silence someone while slitting their throat. They gurgle too much with the garotte. Ira kesar mareni, ey?" He laughs. Virgil rubs his head a bit. "Can you ever have a more normal question? No, Don't answer that, the reason they gurgle is because you aren't managing to cut off their air supply completely. if they cant breathe they cant make much sound. this is a problem though because too little pressure they can still breathe. enough and you cut the esophagus and while they drown in their own blood and you get the gurgle. don't really have a practical answer for you right now." He brightens, seemingly inspired. "Ah, of course. Ta larian, Virgil! I can push their heads down while I cut! Then the blood goes out their mouths, no gurgle, ey? Ei." He grins widely. "I have another wonder. What is your favorite kind of nut?" |
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Post by abrus on Dec 18, 2015 17:58:32 GMT
He ponders for awhile and then sighs in mild annoyance. "I suppose I just had mother and father." "Wow, you never played with other kids or even talked with them? I didn't ever have a mother or father. What were your mother and father like?" "Oh there were certainly children... I just surpassed them intellectually very early on and they must have resented me for it. As for my parents... My mother encouraged my craft and my father is so altruistic it will be the death of him." |
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Post by theros on Dec 18, 2015 18:35:59 GMT
"Wow, you never played with other kids or even talked with them? I didn't ever have a mother or father. What were your mother and father like?" "Oh there were certainly children... I just surpassed them intellectually very early on and they must have resented me for it. As for my parents... My mother encouraged my craft and my father is so altruistic it will be the death of him." "How do you know you weren't the stupid one?" Kai laughs, quite familiar with the fact that Abrus has booksmarts, but enjoying poking fun at it. |
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Post by abrus on Dec 18, 2015 20:29:43 GMT
"Oh there were certainly children... I just surpassed them intellectually very early on and they must have resented me for it. As for my parents... My mother encouraged my craft and my father is so altruistic it will be the death of him." "How do you know you weren't the stupid one?" Kai laughs, quite familiar with the fact that Abrus has booksmarts, but enjoying poking fun at it. He scowls looks down and mumbles to himself. |
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Post by Viasio on Dec 18, 2015 23:12:29 GMT
You all would know that she likes any type of farm work for she grew up on a farm with her late grandparents. She enjoys learning new things. This world has so much to learn from!!! She also enjoys martial arts and sparring if it's hand to hand. Loves to work and be useful, can't sit still for too long or else will grab something to do! She isn't too thrilled with higher society. Thinks they need to "share the wealth or suffer the wrath of the people". Sio crashes to the dust, twisting as he hits the ground and scrabbling to regain his footing. He manages to get on his knees, starting a lunge before taking a kick to the solar plexus and sprawling out, gasping as he makes the yield sign with his hand. The little sparring ring the students had set up had seen more than its fair share of blood over the past months. Countless bruises, welts, cuts, and scrapes all were a testament to the harsh realities of hand to hand combat - even in training. Today is no different. Viasio spits at the ground and struggles to his feet, facing his opponent. "Tara sanasha daenon! How do you do that, Rose!?," He sputters, wiping blood off his lip. "I haven't beaten you once in 4 months! You could have taken Iltiano! Hoouwwf." |
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Post by RoseMarie on Dec 18, 2015 23:25:47 GMT
You all would know that she likes any type of farm work for she grew up on a farm with her late grandparents. She enjoys learning new things. This world has so much to learn from!!! She also enjoys martial arts and sparring if it's hand to hand. Loves to work and be useful, can't sit still for too long or else will grab something to do! She isn't too thrilled with higher society. Thinks they need to "share the wealth or suffer the wrath of the people". Sio crashes to the dust, twisting as he hits the ground and scrabbling to regain his footing. He manages to get on his knees, starting a lunge before taking a kick to the solar plexus and sprawling out, gasping as he makes the yield sign with his hand. The little sparring ring the students had set up had seen more than its fair share of blood over the past months. Countless bruises, welts, cuts, and scrapes all were a testament to the harsh realities of hand to hand combat - even in training. Today is no different. Viasio spits at the ground and struggles to his feet, facing his opponent. "Tara sanasha daenon! How do you do that, Rose!?," He sputters, wiping blood off his lip. "I haven't beaten you once in 4 months! You could have taken Iltiano! Hoouwwf." A playful smirk appears on her face. "My masta taught me good. But I would lose ta ya if we be sword fight'n. I ain't all dat good at dat yet. I get there though!" She slugs Viasio on the arm. "One day ya get me! Just not today!" She laughs, snorting a bit as she does so. |
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Post by abrus on Dec 19, 2015 0:18:44 GMT
Sio crashes to the dust, twisting as he hits the ground and scrabbling to regain his footing. He manages to get on his knees, starting a lunge before taking a kick to the solar plexus and sprawling out, gasping as he makes the yield sign with his hand. The little sparring ring the students had set up had seen more than its fair share of blood over the past months. Countless bruises, welts, cuts, and scrapes all were a testament to the harsh realities of hand to hand combat - even in training. Today is no different. Viasio spits at the ground and struggles to his feet, facing his opponent. "Tara sanasha daenon! How do you do that, Rose!?," He sputters, wiping blood off his lip. "I haven't beaten you once in 4 months! You could have taken Iltiano! Hoouwwf." A playful smirk appears on her face. "My masta taught me good. But I would lose ta ya if we be sword fight'n. I ain't all dat good at dat yet. I get there though!" She slugs Viasio on the arm. "One day ya get me! Just not today!" She laughs, snorting a bit as she does so. Abrus will look up from his book and smirk at this display then quickly retreat back into his literature. |
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Post by theros on Dec 19, 2015 1:33:52 GMT
Sio crashes to the dust, twisting as he hits the ground and scrabbling to regain his footing. He manages to get on his knees, starting a lunge before taking a kick to the solar plexus and sprawling out, gasping as he makes the yield sign with his hand. The little sparring ring the students had set up had seen more than its fair share of blood over the past months. Countless bruises, welts, cuts, and scrapes all were a testament to the harsh realities of hand to hand combat - even in training. Today is no different. Viasio spits at the ground and struggles to his feet, facing his opponent. "Tara sanasha daenon! How do you do that, Rose!?," He sputters, wiping blood off his lip. "I haven't beaten you once in 4 months! You could have taken Iltiano! Hoouwwf." A playful smirk appears on her face. "My masta taught me good. But I would lose ta ya if we be sword fight'n. I ain't all dat good at dat yet. I get there though!" She slugs Viasio on the arm. "One day ya get me! Just not today!" She laughs, snorting a bit as she does so. Kai flies in, leaping upon her from behind! A flying tackle, attempt to knock her to the ground. |
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Post by RoseMarie on Dec 19, 2015 2:10:10 GMT
A playful smirk appears on her face. "My masta taught me good. But I would lose ta ya if we be sword fight'n. I ain't all dat good at dat yet. I get there though!" She slugs Viasio on the arm. "One day ya get me! Just not today!" She laughs, snorting a bit as she does so. Kai flies in, leaping upon her from behind! A flying tackle, attempt to knock her to the ground. (How big is Kai? |
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Post by virgil on Dec 19, 2015 4:34:12 GMT
Virgil rubs his head a bit. "Can you ever have a more normal question? No, Don't answer that, the reason they gurgle is because you aren't managing to cut off their air supply completely. if they cant breathe they cant make much sound. this is a problem though because too little pressure they can still breathe. enough and you cut the esophagus and while they drown in their own blood and you get the gurgle. don't really have a practical answer for you right now." He brightens, seemingly inspired. "Ah, of course. Ta larian, Virgil! I can push their heads down while I cut! Then the blood goes out their mouths, no gurgle, ey? Ei." He grins widely. "I have another wonder. What is your favorite kind of nut?" "Less at least. And my favorite nut is you, but pistachios are a close second, eh?" |
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Post by theros on Dec 19, 2015 5:39:09 GMT
Kai flies in, leaping upon her from behind! A flying tackle, attempt to knock her to the ground. (How big is Kai? (4' something, and fairly scrawny |
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Post by RoseMarie on Dec 19, 2015 5:45:29 GMT
(4' something, and fairly scrawny (Ha! Rose doesn't budge. She looks back and grins. "Wha' ya be do'n little piglet? Think ya can take me down? I wrestled hogs! Adult hogs!" |
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Post by Viasio on Dec 19, 2015 10:06:57 GMT
He brightens, seemingly inspired. "Ah, of course. Ta larian, Virgil! I can push their heads down while I cut! Then the blood goes out their mouths, no gurgle, ey? Ei." He grins widely. "I have another wonder. What is your favorite kind of nut?" "Less at least. And my favorite nut is you, but pistachios are a close second, eh?" He grins with barely contained mirth. "Ei, ha! I've never had pistachios before!" He produces an unmarked hemp bag from his jacket and thrusts it forward, obviously expecting Virgil to take it. "Tell me, how long does it take to sail to your home from here?" He asks, barely refraining from snickering between words. |
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Post by Viasio on Dec 19, 2015 10:09:17 GMT
(4' something, and fairly scrawny (Ha! Rose doesn't budge. She looks back and grins. "Wha' ya be do'n little piglet? Think ya can take me down? I wrestled hogs! Adult hogs!" Sio's eyes flash mischieviously and he darts forward quietly, taking advantage of the distraction to plant a solid kick to the back of her knee. |
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