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Post by Lex on Apr 23, 2005 12:28:33 GMT -5
Demon stood up and examined the weapons. "These are rather nice..." She stopped for a moment to look at some swords, "They still make those?" She almost laughed, having only seen swords in museums.
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Post by Ryuuza on Apr 23, 2005 12:30:01 GMT -5
"Well, most of them are anitiques, but some are of a newer age. A sword easily outclasses a gun in close combat." Hiryuu said, almost an automatic response.
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Post by Kayato on Apr 23, 2005 12:31:11 GMT -5
Tasie stood up and walked over to the wall. She touched one of the swords lightly. "My father has one of these." she whispered.
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Post by Lex on Apr 23, 2005 12:31:56 GMT -5
Demon smirked and lifted a rifle off of the wall. After a moment of inspecting it she placed it back. "I'm sticking with my pistol. It's never failed me."
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Post by Ryuuza on Apr 23, 2005 12:34:11 GMT -5
Hiryuu smiled, taking his own modified m9 off the wall, also taking the silencer. He turned towards Tasie. "Take one, you're with us now... Sadly." Hiryuu sat down on a chair, deep in thought.
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Post by Lex on Apr 23, 2005 12:37:02 GMT -5
Demon leaned against a crate, staring at the ceiling. "This place is kinda of homey. More than my apartment..." She said to herself, thinking of the old warehouse she used to live in.
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Post by Kayato on Apr 23, 2005 12:37:23 GMT -5
Tasie looked at him. "You think being a singer isn't dangerous?" She walked over to her purse and took out her pistol and knife, setting them on the ground. She opened her guitar case and carefully set it aside. She opened and inner compartment and took out her own katana. "I never said I didn't have my own weapons." She turned her head and looked at him again.
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Post by Ryuuza on Apr 23, 2005 12:43:18 GMT -5
"Nice, though I guess you need that, since that sniper missed you. Talk about sending a fool to do an assasin's job..." He smiled only briefly. "Your names?"
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Post by Kayato on Apr 23, 2005 12:44:46 GMT -5
Tasie raised her eyebrow. "You don't know my name?" She took a sheath from her case and put her sword in it. She tied it around her waist and stuck the gun into a holster fixed onto it. Her knife went into her back pocket.
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Post by Lex on Apr 23, 2005 12:46:35 GMT -5
"Desdemona Radcliff from London, England." Demon said in her rather thick accent. She had long since learned it to be easier to say where she was from, since her speech was often ridaculed here.
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