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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2014 2:24 pm
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Morgan looked on in pure horror as Rylen went on to talk to the rabble-rousers, even after one nearly hit her in the head with a stray mug. She stood there, frozen for several moments as the unruly patron seethed at her friend. Surely, he would rip his head off if she didn't stop him. Yet, her feet simply would not obey her. They were firmly planted onto the ground, much like a tree's roots towards dirt.
The thuggish man, although clearly angry, seemed to be in an almost charitable mood. This meant that he didn't punch Rylen immediately for his insolence, and instead decided to leave him with a single warning before getting violent. "Mind yer own ********' business, twiggy!" Truly, a charming gentleman in the making. One could surmise that he probably was a sensitive soul, with a love for the arts and nature. He probably donated to charities, took long walks on the beach, and the stench of leather and manure that radiated from him was probably some fancy new cologne and not at all a sign of poor hygiene. Truly husband material, ten out of ten would bang.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2014 6:30 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2014 7:44 pm
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The man was undoubtedly about to prove his sensitive spirit and understanding by gifting Rylen's face with his generous fist, but Morgan was a selfish thing who apparently wished for the blessing instead. She rushed to Rylen's side, gently yet firmly grabbing onto his arm to pull him away at a moment's notice. First, though, she needed to placate the clearly-not-criminal-scum gentleman before them. "Please forgive him! It's been a long day, and we didn't mean to trouble you." Her voice was quivery and meek, which alongside her terrified expression, made her feelings on the matter clear. "Come along, friend, we should go." The thug promptly laughed at them both, and not noticing Rylen's changed atmosphere, went on to give one last warning - as the good samaritan he was. "Ye should listen to yet lover boy there, twiggy. Now begone, or I'll snap yer bones ta bits fer wastin' my time!"
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2014 9:12 pm
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