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Post by Peter "Levitas" Barak on May 28, 2008 0:59:32 GMT -5
"Easy, than." Peter agreed, releasing the salt shaker. He caught it with his other hand and resumed the twirling, using his now free hand to start the pepper shaker going. "I'm not much of one for math, but I can pay my bills well enough. We certainly have enough accountants floating around the building, I can have somebody set everything in order there when the time comes."
He stopped turning both glass shakers and watched them circle each other as they rattled and slowed, stopping just touching each other. "I've never been much with numbers. Or anything written down. I work almost entirely in the world of the verbal. And the other active senses. It makes life... different than most people.
For example," he turned his head, looking slowly around the room, "I can see that man lying." He pointed to another pair at a nearby table. "I can smell that one exaggerating. And practically taste his friend disbelieving him. But these..." he gestured at the forms Bambi had pulled out.
"I can handle them, sure, I do it for Dollar. But when it comes to... personally business," he looked at Bambi over the rims of his glasses, his expression oddly piercing, "I tend to favor the advise of superior experience. And I only work with those I can understand... if not trust."
He smiled, leaing back again. "And I think I understand you, Ms. Engel. At least for the moment and well enough to take the help you offered me. Which, by the way, you have my thanks for."
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Post by Malak Al-Dabaran on May 28, 2008 1:04:07 GMT -5
To Lena and Tuesday
Malek was sent by the party to check on Tuesday and see how her reports are coming. He just finished a report on mining conditions in the Crest Mines and he wants to share his thoughts on them with her. So, he is happy when he finds her walking alone after what he believes was an interview with Calithin.
He looks over his clothes to make sure he appears presentable. He is wearing a cardigan and white shirt with black tie. He looks old mannish as usual, but that is the style that he likes.
He briskly walks up to her and gives her a pat on the back.
"Hey hey, how's it going, doll?" He asks zestfully. "I've been working like crazy."
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Lucio De Saldanha
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Post by Lucio De Saldanha on May 28, 2008 1:16:24 GMT -5
To Khalessa and Azure
"That bike is snazzypado!" Lucio announces as Azure rides by with a package. Feeling random as usual, he jumps on the back, holding on to Azure's waist as a new passenger. The bike wobbles as two men can hardly fit on it.
"Where we goin' Champ?" He asks Azure, who he has now just met. He holds on to Azure tighter when it seems the bike is going to tip over. It is nearly out of control and headed towards a woman on the side walk who happens to be waving at them...
"Whhoooooah, watch out!!!" He shouts at Khalessa.
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Post by Bambi Engel on May 28, 2008 1:20:53 GMT -5
Bambi followed the direction of his finger as he gestured out two pair of people, a bit amazed. She could barely understand herself half the time, much less other people. "I see... Well, at least that makes one of us. You're welcome, though there's really no thanks needed." She wasn't sure how else to respond as she casted her gaze downward. All she really knew how to understand were numbers. She figured she was a bit of a chicken, always trying to steer clear of anything she couldn't understand, like people.
The waiter returned with their orders just then. As he sat her plate down in front of her, she smiled and thanked him. He smiled back a bit nervously in return before placing Peter's plate down and rushing off. Hmm, maybe she wasn't too bad at understanding people... "I suppose I've just never really taken the time to try to understand anyone, though."
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Post by Peter "Levitas" Barak on May 28, 2008 1:41:33 GMT -5
"Knowing people will get you alot more than knowing numbers," Peter replied, picking up his sandwich. "Knowing how they flow, what tone their minds dance to... it's like being able to reach their thoughts." He took a bite of his sandwich, letting silence (or as close to silence as one got in a public place where food was involved) overcome their conversation.
"Your a curiosity, Ms. Engel." He said at last, returning his food to his plate. "An extremely introveted individual who visits distance places and strange people... fighting the current of your own personality, almost." He smiled and shrugged, "I can understand that, certainly, I often find myself in an inverted position to yourself."
He was quiet for a moment longer. "You fascinate me, Ms. Engel. If you refuse to accept my thanks, perhaps you will do me the favor of allowing me to know you better?"
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Post by Bambi Engel on May 28, 2008 2:15:33 GMT -5
Bambi took a sip of her tea before adding some sugar to it, understanding how knowing people could get her a lot more. It'd certainly be an edge with clients. Cutting her English muffin in half, she spread a coat of butter over it before taking a small bite. She chewed slowly as he begun to speak once more, her cheeks turning rosy. She was used to being curious about other people, not people finding her curious.
Swallowing, she replied softly, "Well, I do what I need to for my job..." She felt dumbfounded as he informed her that she fascinated him, as if she was interesting compared to him? But he fascinated her, too. She darted her eyes around nervously, trying to think of a reply that she deemed wouldn't sound too foolish. "I don't see why not, but I'm honestly not that interesting."
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Post by Jack Kruschev on May 28, 2008 5:26:21 GMT -5
Anthony was getting frustrated.
Virgil had been muttering about some apacolypse and other strange things and Anthony couldn't make ups or downs with it. He grunted in frustration...
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I can taste where I'm broken. Behind my eyes. It smells like honey and maggots.
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Post by Virgil Evans on May 28, 2008 9:07:32 GMT -5
Today had been a good day so far. They'd favored hm with words and that always cheered him up a little. He'd forgotten what they meant before they were done ringing in his ears but it was the thought that counted. They usually wanted him to speak... so he did:
The red beast without time wears the face of a duke
that he might force the hand of the foolish prince.
The elder beast with shattered will stands behind
the cruel duke and waits for the scraps of his table.
Bees which can not be see favor the purpose rose
that stands in the central of endless blood.
The flower fears the truth that it is a weed in the
garden. It's roots run too shallow to save it.
He hadn't liked those pictures when they flown behind his eyes. He liked it when he saw oceans.
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Post by kalaessa Artemus on May 28, 2008 10:09:09 GMT -5
Kalaessa then looked at himand said” my name is kalaessa” then smiled she was glad that he seemed to cheer up a little she then put her hands in the pocket of her green swatter Azure seemed friendly to her at this time then looked at Lucio "hi" she said to him
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Post by Azure Blackstone on May 28, 2008 10:14:19 GMT -5
he stood up continueing to walk "so what are you doing out at night i was just finnishing making some deliveriees" he asked as she followed him. it was good to meet a new face. most the people in this time had been uptight and rude.
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Post by Nadi Shaynan on May 28, 2008 10:21:12 GMT -5
Nadi looked at Tristan when he said this and grinned a little giving him a little slow nod tow she didn’t know much about this Scrag person but if there was a possibility that she would not go to jail it was better then no possibility so she would happily agree to it
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Post by kalaessa Artemus on May 28, 2008 10:37:42 GMT -5
“I’mgetting home from work” she replied to him as walked a little faster so that she was walking beside him lifting her purse to her shoulder looking at his face as she was talking then at the walk side a head
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Post by Peter "Levitas" Barak on May 28, 2008 10:42:43 GMT -5
"Your more interesting than you seem, I assure you. Of course, I lead a strange life. It could be that I think your interesting because you are, in fact, 'normal' when everyone else in my day to day is bizzare."
Peter rested his chin on folded hands, proped up on his elbows, and kept a steady gaze on Bambi. "Probably just me," he said finally, breaking the stare and resuming a relaxed position. He eat some more of his sandwich.
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Post by Azure Blackstone on May 28, 2008 10:43:48 GMT -5
that mad sens a lot of people would be getting home for work at this time "so what do you do im a courier exciting stuff live and death, papercuts" he jokes keeping his pace slowl enough so that they can walk and talk. he gives the guy a look then the girl he met as if asking do you know this clown.
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Lucio De Saldanha
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Post by Lucio De Saldanha on May 28, 2008 10:55:47 GMT -5
Lucio gets off of the bicycle and looks at Azure and the woman. He sees that Azure has packages which he is delivering, which makes him feel curious.
"Ah, what sort of contraband do you have here, gov'nor?" He asks randomly. He takes one of Azure's packages and shakes it. He listens to try to figure out what it is.
"Absinthe and Cuban cigars for the laddies. Maybe perfume for the ladies." He says squinting.
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