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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/29/2017 10:52:30 PM
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"You make a point, I didn't meet one bad apple in my time at the Tyal temple. That said- all the apples there were bad. Tyal is the snake God-"
He used the hand he had just shook with to gesture at the staff in his right hand. Upon closer inspection, the snake climbing up the pole was surprisingly detailed.
"Of poison, venom... All the nasty stuff."
Tyrian shrugged, and tapped the crystal ball against his palm.
"So Helena, huh? Well that's quite a nice name- at least it is easy to understand and pronounce! You won't believe the things I've come across!"
This time, his hand moved to his chin, rubbing it in curiously.
"I came here to study the way of the God of Rot- perhaps mix it with my own studies, but what brings you here? Or have you been part of the land since you were born?"
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[i]Man, this guy was a talker, Helena thought to herself with an amused smile. Still, at least listening to him was interesting and entertaining enough, her head cocking to the side as she simply tuned in to Tyrian's little rant, only speaking up once she had to answer a question.[/i] "Business," [i]She replied shortly and very lamely, her answer so very boring and bland -- at least, until she elaborated.[/i] "Same business that had this 'ere bar blown t'high hell. [i]She vaguely gestured over her shoulder and at the bar as it did nothing more more than burn in the background, the smoke blotting out the sky. Relevant to the burning, exploded burning, sirens were heard in the background... which meant the two should likely start moving.[/i] "I'm 'ere for m'work, t'plot a plan." [i]Vague.[/i]
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"Hoho! A real, true criminal! Right in front of my eyes!" Though his enthusiasm remained, his voice had dropped to a whisper, only Helena could hear it above the roaring fires and chatter of the crowd. There would be no public reveal of what she had done. Upon hearing the sirens, he gave a sly smile, and began walking backwards, away from the scene. His movements were smooth, even through a crowd, he hit no one. It was... Snake like. "So what's it like- I mean, always being on the run? Or are you one of those criminal guys with the fancy accents, living in luxury? Though, your accent isn't really that fancy..." It seemed that the Monks of Tyal had some access to the outside world. Perhaps it was that their rules were not as strict as those before them, or they simply didn't care.
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[i]Helena smirked at both of Tyrian's comments, starting to walk after the weird snake monk, though her movements were a lot less fluid and gracious... she wasn't quite stomping like a brute, but rather, she walked with confidence, self-assurance, and broad shoulders. Not cocky, oh no, but it was definitely a walk of someone who was confident in themselves. She didn't avoid people at all, the crowd instead moving aside for the woman as she carried herself forwards with grace, her boots thumping on the pavement.[/i] "A criminal? That's not very nice," [i]She teased with a jesting tone,[/i] "Though y're absolut'ly correct. 'Tis fine enough, mostly b'cause the law folks can't really do a whole lotta stuff t'us since we're fast 'n sneaky beaky, so... yea; one of 'em criminal guys livin' in luxury, kinda."
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"Hmmm? So, where are you off to now? To blow up another building? Or to settle some debts? The world you live in is all so exciting!" Tyrian would walk straight back into a larger rock of rubble on the ground, and fell straight backw... Nope- he stopped halfway, his smile returning as he let out a "hehe" at the woman. "Just kidding! But it reminds me- do you tell lies all the time? Being a criminal and all."
