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6/27/2016 4:01:07 AM
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The Warlock turned around, his bright red robes swishing as he turned fast.
He of course aimed the Shuriken Pistol at Traliks, observing the being.
"[i]You are not Mon'keigh, speak your intentions.[/i]"
The helmet shifted a bit.
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The being was massive in size, twenty feet in height, all muscle, wearing strange armour. Somehow Ciarn felt his shuriken pistol wouldn't do much. [i]"Relax, dude! I'm just chillin', taking a walk... what's up with you?"[/i]
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"[i]I cannot trust much upon this tainted ship. Much less my own kind.[/i]" Ciarn said to Traliks. "[i]I have much doubt that you are here for a simple walk.[/i]"
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[i]"Doubt it or not, Sherlock, it's the truth. If you're here tryna pick a fight, though? I'll give you one."[/i]
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"[i]I am not 'trying to pick a fight'. I do not wish for a fight, but I will if I am forced to.[/i]"
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[i]"Man, is everyone out here always on edge? Everywhere I go, it's always the same. 'We don't have a problem, but if you try to make trouble we will have a problem!' I swear... some folks just need to loosen up."[/i]
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"[i]Hmm..I guess people would probably be on edge in a Warp infested ship but I don't know, perhaps there are some people willing to greet strangers like a friend for no apparent reason![/i]" He says, mockingly.
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[i]"Hey dude, I'm just tryna have a good time here!"[/i] He extends his four arms openly. [i]"Besides, I ain't scared. No need to be so edgy..."[/i]
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Edited by Anonymous: 6/27/2016 8:57:15 AM"[i]I'm so sorry I am not trying to get killed! You're as bad as those Mon'keigh.[/i]" He snapped, clearly he was beyond annoyed. He reached behind him and grabbed his Magic Fun Time Juice, well it was actually just Eldar Spiced wine but still.
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[i]"And what's gonna kill you, ambience? Now I feel bad... have you got no faith in your ability?"[/i] He gasps. [i]"Bro... do you have low self-esteem..?"[/i]
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"[i]It's because i'm a weak fücking psyker compared to everyone else![/i]" He said, trying to use a corkscrew to open the bottle. "[i]And because of that I drink![/i]" Ciarn said, the cork popping out.
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[i]"Sheesh man... I'm sorry..."[/i] Traliks walked up to him, putting two hands on his shoulder. [i]"You gonna be alright, buddy?"[/i]
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"[i]Not after this I won't.[/i]" He said, taking off his helmet, revealing the handsome face underneath. His hair was fairly short, think surfer dickwad who always has a surfboard or joint on them and you have his hair. Ciarn raised the bottle to his lips and started drinking it.
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[i]"Well hey, whatever helps man."[/i]
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He lowered the bottle, it leaving a spicy aftertaste in his mouth. "[i]I just don't know what to do..[/i]"
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[i]"You uh... you got a girlfriend or something? Well, I'll take a guess that the answer is no... so, my friend, I know just the thing for me and you to do! We're going to find love for you. And with handsome me as your wingman, we will never fail!"[/i]
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"..." "[i]I have nothing to lose I guess. May as well put this bottle up.[/i]" He said, placing it down.
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[i]"C'mon. The night is young, my friend! Plenty of opportunities. I know some girls, see. Pretty women, all of 'em. Hot, sexy, some of them are smarter than others, others are wilder, too. See, your boy Traliks here knows all the women very well... what's your type, friend? How do you like 'em?"[/i]
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"[i]I..never really talked to females, and I'm not interested in Mon'keigh.[/i]" He said. "[i]I was never really good with talking. That is until recently.[/i]"
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[i]"Well, what's your type? And remember, dude, you have to keep an open mind! If you don't experiment a little, it's no wonder you're a depressed sack of shit! You gotta give exoticity a chance, bro."[/i]
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He took his time to think about this and after 5 minutes he answered. "[i]I will..try.[/i]"
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He chuckles. [i]"That's the spirit! Now my friend, tell me, what is your type? What woman could snag away your soul with a mere gaze?"[/i]
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"[i]Perhaps someone who is nice...not one to judge.[/i]" He said, that was what he desired.
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[i]"Nice... not judgey... hm... ah-ha! I may know just the lady for you! Ah, yes... she is smart, beautiful, calm and caring... you'd love her."[/i]
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"[i]We only just met now.[/i]" He said. "[i]But who is this person?[/i]"
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[i]"She is Kor'El's middle daughter. She is half human, half tau. And, she's single amd looking... trust your friend Traliks here!"[/i]
