The Tavern (A past RP)

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I could tell that the woman here was very weary of me, but the other was interested, or so i could tell. "So," i said munching on my deer meat and cheese cracker, "so miss do i intimidate you?"
 
Genevieve narrowed her eyes slightly at the thought of being intimidated by one as the man before her, almost insulted. She drew her head back a couple inches, and scrunched up her nose, as if there were an awful smell. "No, sir, there is no reason for me to be.. intimidated. If you think there is, please, do share."
 
I myself was amused by the entire scene and was trying my utmost to keep from bursting out laughing. I continued with my cheese and cracker meal as I downed the last of my tea with difficulty.
 
Genevieve could sense that her friend was holding back laughter. She grabbed a cracker and threw it at him, without removing her gaze from the rude one before her.

~If you find something funny, Alberon, do tell.~

(( *sigh* I love thought speech. Only Alberon could hear her... ))
 
"Yes you do have reson do you really wish to know why I am here? Do you really want to know what I am?" I then thought , as if you don't know already...
 
I calmed myself down and thought back (knowing Genivieve would pick it up) Oh, not much really. Just the fact that he seems to be hitting on you at the same time...I then broke off the mental contact with a rather lewd image of the pair of them, just to amuse myself (although I knew it'd probably get me killed). still, I couldn't help but feel slightly jeaolus about that image, even if it was only mental.
 
OOC: Can we all thought speak or just you two?

"Well just so you both know, and i fuigure as you both know, I am a thief, some refer to me as an assasin, but i prefer thief," I then raised my eyebrow waiting for their response.
 
"And I'm supposed to be sacred" I said, raising my eyebrows sardonically. I added "I've faced down a red dragon before. As far as intimidation goes, I'd have to give him the edge."

<OOC>Well, vampire are typically possessed of telekinesis and can pick up on and broadcast thoughts to others. We can think back to her, but it's not the same thing.<OOC>
 
"But could a dragon kill you in twelve different ways each in under 3 seconds," I asked, "And leave no trace that he was there" I added bragging a little at the end.
 
"Am I supposed to be impressed?" I asked quietly, now with an edge to my voice. "Round here, that's not much of an accomplishment. Cut it down to six, then we'll talk." I was liking the new one less and less by the minute.I gently moved my hand down to the hilt of my sabe and began drumming my fingers on the bone handle of it.
 
OOC: Sorry for being so long away, my computer time has been sliced in half. Anyways, if your character possesses the ability of telepathy, then you can use thought speech, b/c that's what it is, actually... Anyways, Genevieve can use telepathy anyways, and so can Lycanthropes.

IC: Genevieve narrows her eyes slightly and her hand lightly curls into a fist.

"No bragging, sir, no one really cares. If you DO find someone that cares, please tell me, I would like to meet the stupidity." She smirks slightly, but it's unnoticed, due to her hood. She glances over at Alberon, and thinks of a reply to his reply, earlier.

~Oh, heck no. That's the last thing I wish to think of.~
 
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All you who joined, get your lazy bums in here! I don't wish for this thread to die, and just because it's not on the first page at the moment doesn't mean you can forget about it. Grr.
 
<OOC.Sorry, I've had some RP block relating to this thread.<OOC>

That's why I thought it I thought in turn, smirking all the while. I stood and stretched briefly, then walked up to the bar to order another cup of the stuff. When it arrived, I rapidly returned to my seat on the couch and took a sip.
 
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Oh Goodie, now I've got the block of thewriter -.-

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~Oh goodie.~

Genevieve reaches into her hood and gently pushes some of her hair behind her ears, to keep it out of her eyes. She watches the newcomer quietly, waiting for him to speak of something. Anything. Something of anything.
 
<OOC>Doesn't seem like they're on much anymore...<OOC>
 
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I hate it when my threads die *is referring to other sites* It's not fair.
 
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Anyone can still join, at any moment. Don't think that, just because we've got like four pages already, you can't join in. ANYONE can join in at ANY moment. Just read my first post, and there ya go.

IC: (( OOC: I can't do nuthin' IC 'cause no one else has! *Grr* ))
 
<OOC>Fine, fine, I will.<OOC>

Sighing, I stretched out again, awakening lethargic muscles one by one. The emerald around my neck glinted slightly, hopefully it would be passed off as a trick of the light. Of the many magical trinkets on me, the emerald was by far the most powerful. Putting on a nonchalant face, I said "So, come here often Jenny?"
 
Jenny? Was he referring to her? She'd never actually been called that...

"Me...?" Genevieve looked at him, slightly confused. She wrung her hands, making her knuckles pop slightly, and was uncomfortable in the strangers presence.
 
<OOC>Yeah, I'm lazy when it comes to typing.<OOC>

"Aye, you" I replied, friendly-like, taking another slow sip from my teacup.
 
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