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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 10, 2012 22:59:36 GMT -5
"She sent us the information...be rude to not at least get use the coin ole Blackwall spent...beggin' your pardon, again." he looked to Catherine and Arania. "Sorry for the crudity again." Catherine shrugs.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 10, 2012 23:04:09 GMT -5
"The man needs punishing, I will agree with that," Amelia said, setting her thumb and forefinger against her chin in a thinking pose. "Catherine, other girl; what do you think?"
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 10, 2012 23:06:08 GMT -5
Arania smirked a little and shook her head. "Arania," she corrected. "Now let me think. How badly do you need him punished? You could remove a piece or two, there's always that."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 10, 2012 23:08:08 GMT -5
Catherine makes a snip-snipping motion with one hand and chuckles.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 10, 2012 23:08:20 GMT -5
"Maiming, hmmm," Amelia said, thinking about it for a moment. "No, too brutal. I would suggest more in the way of humiliation. Nothing too physically... obvious."
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 10, 2012 23:11:40 GMT -5
Humiliation...that took more effort. "Is he particularly vain about anything?"
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Post by The Eagle on Oct 10, 2012 23:12:30 GMT -5
Flowers approached the massive guard at the door. "Good sir. As it so happens, an especial acquaintance of mine informed me that I might encounter him at this fine establishment. May I enter?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 10, 2012 23:15:00 GMT -5
"He is Ironborn, so no-wait!" Amelia replied, stopping herself. She tapped a finger against her cheek. "We could burn his ship."
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 10, 2012 23:19:59 GMT -5
"Burn his ship? But that would require a lot of time. Wouldn't you rather get your revenge sooner than later?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 10, 2012 23:25:33 GMT -5
Catherine shrugged. "We could steal his salt wife. Wouldn't that be offending his pride or something? Damn it, I say we just snip-snip his manhood. He shouldn't be using it anyway."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 10, 2012 23:26:50 GMT -5
The giant guard at the entrance stares a the two non-noble guests. "Go 'way."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 10, 2012 23:28:05 GMT -5
Ami thought on those words. "His saltwife... perhaps, though Clarence has a variable tribe of women he beds." She turned to the young man. "Is she here, at the camp?"
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 10, 2012 23:29:11 GMT -5
"Steal his salt wife? And do what with her, just keep her until he notices?" Arania didn't look impressed, but she hadn't any better suggestions. "I like Catherine's idea, and I don't even know the man."
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Post by The Eagle on Oct 10, 2012 23:29:30 GMT -5
OOC: It's just Jon Flowers, and he's dressed up like a nobleman.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 10, 2012 23:35:45 GMT -5
ooc: then why am I tagging you? He doesn't like check id cards or anything.
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