[i]Huh. You seem familiar. And-OH MAN MY STOMACH! IM BLEEDING! [/i]
[spoiler]This the same character as at the dojo?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]yup.[/spoiler] Oh, let me help ya there. *Mortar pulls out some medical gauze from his sack* Alright, let's see. *Mortar wraps it around the wound*
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[i]Thanks. It's just I really need that piece of metal. It's called a force ingot. It'll help me contact my home galaxy. Could you help me get it back?[/i]
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Oh, yeah, I've stolen loads of things, I've learned a thing or two. *Mortar walks in, eyeballing the metal* Excuse me, sir, but what is that there?
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[u]Family heirloom. And ya better not touch it like the last guy who came in here![/u]
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Nah, nah, I'm just wondering why you'd have a piece of scrap metal as an heirloom
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[u]Eh, I don't know. Me mum just told me to keep it safe. Said it was in the family fer generations[/u]
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Alright then... Ah, shit. Sorry about that, Mion vomited on your couch over there. *On the couch is a large glob of cat vomit* MION, WHERE ARE YOU?!
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[u]Ey!EY! GET IM OUTTA HERE![/u]
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*You hear a chuckle as something large flies past you* Sorry about that, sir.
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[u]Okay. You're gonna have to leave, or things will get messy![/u]
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Messy isn't a bad thing. *Mortar chuckles as he walks back to Brady*
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[i]So, did you get it?[/i]
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*Mortar reaches into his sack to pull out a whistle. He whistles, and Mion flies up from what seemed nowhere with it in his mouth* Good Mion [b]Hell yeah, I'm good [/b]
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[i]Get the ingot?[/i]
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[b]What do you think is in my mouth?[/b] He's got a jaw like an anaconda, he can detach it anytime. [b]It may smell like vomit...[/b]
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[i]Oh... I... can you give it to me? Id... rather not....[/i]
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*Mion drops it on the floor* [b]Sorry about that, had to distract him somehow [/b]
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[i]Eh, thanks anyway, Mortar. Now, I've met with an old friend of mine, and he told me to find a man named Jaeger. Any idea where he is?[/i]
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Sorry, don't know that guy
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[i]Oh well. Well, thanks anyway.[/i][b]Brady picks up the ingot with the Force and it begins to morph until he pits it into his pocket, then walks away.[/b][i]Goodbye, Mortar.[/i]
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See ya. *Mortar watches you walk away* Interesting, that guy is...