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6/20/2016 12:12:35 AM
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[i]*leans back on bench*[/i]
When the hell is this ship gonna stop...?
[b]coin sits in a hallway in the north sector[/b]
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Probably never. *Mortar walks up*
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[i]*looks up*[/i] Ah. Hey. Did the... Orca or whatever say where we were going? [i]*seems suddenly uncomfortable* *swings beamrifle from back and instead places it across lap*[/i]
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Woah. I don't know where the thing is going, but I can leave whenever.
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Oh. Heh, sorry, I didn't mean to intimidate you. Just doin' it for the preservation of my backside.
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Yeah, I get that. Being an Ex God and part demon means I got bounty hunters chasing my ass everywhere
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Well, I am a gun-for-hire, but I don't have a hit on you... well, yet. [i]*puts hood over eyes and leans back*[/i] I also heard of some scuffle about a "Blackwatch"... know anything about that?
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Well, sorry, been in my pocket dimension a while, just hiding, and torturing people trying to kill me
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[i]*looks at you*[/i] Somehow I don't believe that. Pocket dimensions require an immense amount if energy to maintain, and need at least six electromatter coils to create. Unless you're a somehow carrying a forty million volt generator the size of moscow with you, I don't see that happening.
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It's actually much simpler than it sounds. I made it using Underworld technology.
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You mean rocks and fire? [i]*yawns*[/i]
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*Mortar scoffs* Actually, an underworldly metal known as Valhite. I'd get into it more, but it apparently sounds boring to you.
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[i]*props self up with beamrifle and stands up*[/i] I've had my fair share of run-ins with Demons. I have the right to be snarky. Now, will you tell me about Blackwatch or not?
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I don't know jack about those guys
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[i]*looks at you, menacingly*[/i] Fine. [i]*turns around to leave, twirling pendant in hand*[/i] [b]you don't realize until she's around the corner that she took your pendant[/b]
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*Mortar didn't have a pendant*
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[i]*then she took something of value to you*[/i]
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*The icy blue knife seems to dissipate in your hands, and Mortar stands in the doorway* Looking for this? *Mortar holds up the knife*
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No. Just wanted to see Chronal Targeting in action.
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Wait, what?
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[i]*shrugs*[/i] Magic don't exist, pal. Everything's technic in some way. [i]*walks away*[/i]
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*Mortar stands there* Well what happens when there's something you can't explain?
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[i]*stops in place*[/i] There's an explanation for everything. [i]*steps up close, and whispers in your ear*[/i] [i]Like why an "ex-god" can't even remember to keep his fly up.[/i] [i]*steps back, making "whuh-woah" motion* *turns around and walks away*[/i]
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*Mortar doesn't have a fly, so he ignores that*
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[i]*continues walking*[/i] If you need someone dead, just call me. [i]*throws business card backward*[/i]
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*Mortar catches it* Will do, but I think I can take care of myself
