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Post by Nadir on Jan 3, 2007 13:50:29 GMT -5
((I'll sell him to you, if you want.))
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Post by Sydney on Jan 3, 2007 13:51:06 GMT -5
((AHAHAHA! *Cracks up*))
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Post by Parisa on Jan 3, 2007 16:27:14 GMT -5
*Sinclair turned to Parisa.* I speak 15 languages, play almost every instrument I touch and swordfight better that most in the Kings guard.I deserve the rest. You however should not involve yourself in a rough place like this. *Parisa stared at him* Really? That's...really impressive, actually. |
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Post by Rosette Daae-de Chagny on Jan 4, 2007 4:51:31 GMT -5
((That's why Syd's here!  )) Sydney-- now with a short, black bob and dramatic make up, completely unnoticeable-- trailed the strange blonde to a cheap, ill-kept bar. After observing her order a dose of absinthe, she casually went over and sat down next to her. “You’re not going to just drink that are you?” she asked in a French, glancing over at the small amount of pale green absinthe in the girl’s cup. “It’s called ‘absinthe’ for a reason.” Sydney quickly asked the bartender for a slotted spoon, water and a cube of sugar. Sydney then set the spoon across the edge of the glass, put the cube of sugar on bowl of the spoon and then began pour the ice-cold water over the sugar cube until it melted. "Some say that the name 'absinthe' comes from the Greek word 'undrinkable'...only the really experienced can drink it without dilution.” Sydney said quietly as she poured the water. The once clear green liquid turned murky into what absinthe drinkers called the louche. “There,” she said, pushing the glass towards her. *Rosette eyed the strange woman carefully and drank the whole glass in one gulp.* "Thanks lady, but I really don't need any help drinking. Believe me it's the only thing I seem to be doing right these days." *Rosette brushed some blond hair from her face and punched a man who tried to feel her up, before turning back to the strange lady.* "They should change our family weapon so it says Being a Loser is our Business" |
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Post by Sydney on Jan 4, 2007 11:35:20 GMT -5
Sydney laughed quietly and extended her hand. "My name is Brigitte. Pleasure to make a aquiantance," she said in a friendly tone.
She leaned back in her chair and chuckled a bit. "Really? What is your family moto?"
At that time, an obviously drunk man across the place shouted at her. 'Hey, sexy! Wanna dance?'
Sydney turned to the blonde, "Excuse me."
She calmly walked over to the man the grabbed the bottle in his hand seductively. Slowly sitting on the table, Sydney crossed her legs as if flirting. She then lifted the bottle as if to drink it but, instead, she viciously hit him over the head with it, knocking him out cold, "I've had it up to my eyeballs with drunk bastards this week," she sneered over the unconscious man as she got off the table.
"I'm terribly sorry about that," she said to the blonde and ordered a shot of tequila. "What did you say your family moto was?"
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Post by Rosette Daae-de Chagny on Jan 5, 2007 5:52:48 GMT -5
*Rosette giggled as Brigitte hit a man and stared at her with admiration.*
"I like your style, Brigitte."
*She took another swig of her drink and totally ignored Brigitte's question, but instead started a rant about men.*
"You know, it's hard for us girls. You know why? Men! Those evil eyed, stupid, obsessed with sex men! And don't even let me get started about the murdering kind. Those are the worst!"
*Rosette put her glass down and glared at the barkeeper.*
"Men are all the same! He promised me that he wouldn't kill him, you know. He promised me. And look at what they did. Lies! That's the only thing that can come out of a man's brain! Stupid filthy lies."
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Post by Nadir on Jan 5, 2007 9:24:12 GMT -5
((...I didn't promise anyone anything.))
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Post by Maria van Helsing on Jan 5, 2007 9:48:12 GMT -5
((Xandros did. Although, I do think it was something along the line of "he is alive for now".))
((Something just hit me, Sinclair is related to Rosette. They're like cousins. *wonders if she could lure another relative into a life of crime*))
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Post by Sydney on Jan 5, 2007 11:50:47 GMT -5
She snorts humorlessly. "God...I had a run in with one of the murderous kind. Those really are the worst."
Sydney sighed and drank her shot of tequila. "It's seems like your life's been no joke," she said sympathetically. "Someone kill a friend of your's? I mean...this town's really messed up..."
She gestures for the bartender, "Another dose of absinthe. I think...she needs it." Sydney then turns to her. "I'm afraid I don't know your name," she said in a friendly tone.
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Post by Nadir on Jan 5, 2007 12:00:21 GMT -5
((Something just hit me, Sinclair is related to Rosette. They're like cousins. *wonders if she could lure another relative into a life of crime*)) ((*wonders if there's going to be unintended inbreeding somewhere in the 2nd generation of Sues since Raoul and Nadir seem to have issues with their issue. Namely--there's turning out to be a lot of them.)) |
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Post by Sinclair de Chagny on Jan 6, 2007 12:41:18 GMT -5
((We have entered the 2nd Generation. Its like Sims 1 when all the kids grow up and the adults stay the same age.))
*Sinclair nodded.*
It would be.
*He sighed and put down his drink.*
Come, I will take you home.
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Post by Maria van Helsing on Jan 6, 2007 13:20:50 GMT -5
Posting as Rosette
*Rosette giggled and brushed some hair from her face.*
"I can't tell you my name. You see, I am secretly hiding from the murderous kind. But you can call me Flora. But you were right. About the murdering kind, they killed someone I loved. At least, I think I loved him, I dunno."
*Rosette suddenly looked sad and gulped down another glass of absinthe.*
"He came to me, the day he got killed. He finally sought me out, but I was asleep and that Poppins woman send him away."
*Her eyes grew darker.*
"If only I had been awake, then they wouldn't have killed him. HE would still be alive."
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Post by Sydney on Jan 6, 2007 13:32:46 GMT -5
--And that was all the proof she needed. Sydney took out her Beretta, grabbed her by the hair, slammed her head into the counter and pressed the gun into the back of her head as she held her down firmly.
"Tell me your real name before I splatter your brain all over this counter!" she hissed.
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Post by Maria van Helsing on Jan 6, 2007 13:38:37 GMT -5
Posting as Rosette
*Rosette screamed and tried to wiggle lose but the woman was too strong. Luckily for her she had sobered up by the sudden meet and greet with the counter.*
"I don't know what your deal is, Brigitte!"
*Rosette looked to the woman and groaned.*
"I'm just a lone chorus girl wholost a loved one. Why are you attacking me!?"
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Post by Sinclair de Chagny on Jan 6, 2007 13:40:48 GMT -5
*Sinclair turned away from Parisa and walked over to the women.*
Excuse me but I do not think she invited your rage. Take your hands off her now please.
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