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1/3/2015 8:17:45 PM
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*Sits on bed, sharpens knife while glaring at Revan doing the usual*
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*Sits next to you visibly exhausted* at least i ain't gotta spend hours tryin to keep ye alive..
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*Still glaring at him "bumping" new guests*
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*Nudges you*stop it lass no point in glarein at'em
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*Grumbles*
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Look lass some people dont change..revan is one of'em
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You sure I can't just... *Gestures to knife* ... somewhere that'll stop it from happening again?
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*Shakes head while lookin down at you*no lass ye gotta let it go
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Someday I'll... *Sighs* *Walks into bar, sits down drinking ale*
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...*passes out*
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*Sighs again. She gets up and runs a hand over him, he wakes up again.* *Returns to ale*
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Fer yer information i was content sleeping...
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Well then... *Passes strong whisky*
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Psh..whiskey be fer wusses lass*pulls a jug of spiced rum from my coat*
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Who cares... it works *Takes a drink from ale*
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*Drinks rum*no point goin back to sleep anyway
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*Nods*
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*Stay quiet as i drink*
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*sharpens knife to make it look "impressive"*
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*Still unimpressed* Continues talking to Cap.
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*pulls out Bowie knife* Let's see who's is bigger shall we ?
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*walks in the room* Statement: why use a knife when you can punch through your enemies.
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*Unimpressed with his "knife"*
