Julia looked at her notepad. "Reno. Rude. Drugs. Well, we already know he's mentally disturbed... about that. Has he mentioned Miranda, or a sister? And can you describe Reno and Rude?"
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"I don't know." Alek answered, "I don't know, and yes. Just about everything he's done has been suspicious." He inconspicuously reached for his pistol. Despite what they said, Alek got the sneaking suspicion that this was going to end in a gun fight and a pile of bodies.
Not really knowing what was going on, Will decided to just stay quiet and hopefully get as much information as he could. After seeing Alek subtly go for some type of pistol on his belt, Will proceed to do the same. He was pleased to find his brand new, state of the art Schofield revolver was still snug in it's holster.
"Miranda? Heard him mention the name once, his little friend, Matt I think his name was, starting looking peeved when he brought it up. As for Reno and Rude, one of them acted like a simpleton and had doofy-looking red hair, and the other was tall, bald and imposing in stature. Why do you need to know all of this anyway?"
Julia looked at Alek and Will. "You two. We might have an international crisis and one of two things are happening: either you mistrust me, or you're staring at my tits. Either way, stop."
She turned to Preginald. "We need to know this to know how far up shit creek we are. If Matt was with him, and he contacted Miranda, we're almost at the waterfalls. Reno and Rude probably don't seem to be much of a threat. Do you think they are?"
She turned to Preginald. "We need to know this to know how far up shit creek we are. If Matt was with him, and he contacted Miranda, we're almost at the waterfalls. Reno and Rude probably don't seem to be much of a threat. Do you think they are?"
Leaning against the wall, Dromaeus stroked the hilt of Mehrune's Razor as he saw the two humans reaching for their fire casters. He wondered if the newcomer knew what kind of people she was dealing with.
"One of the humans, Rude, used spells of destruction." he said as she questioned the potential threat of Rude and Reno. The other could control a flying machine with powerful fire casters. They did not seem as untrustworthy as Joel Calley however."
"One of the humans, Rude, used spells of destruction." he said as she questioned the potential threat of Rude and Reno. The other could control a flying machine with powerful fire casters. They did not seem as untrustworthy as Joel Calley however."
"Miss, I'm insulted at you accusation. My friend and I are...cautious. That's all. You don't live long if you arn't." Will replied.
Julia looked at Alek. "I just made a minor innuendo, and you're talking about protection. I'm not even going to go there. [small]Shame, actually.[/small]" She looked a little upset.
Julia looked at Will. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure. I'd be really surprised if I wasn't. So would the government." she said, showing him her ID. Julia stood up. "We should... rest... for the night. If you need me, I'll be in the B&B nearby. I fully booked it, so you can stay there too. Also, tell me straight away if you see anyone with this butterfly tattoo on them. It's Joel's mark. And, if you really don't trust me, you can check me as well." she said, leaving the pub and handing the Merc a photograph.
"Wow. Complicated. Easily identified." he said.
"Wow. Complicated. Easily identified." he said.
"Rest for the night? But I just woke up." Will grumbled, but, looking out side he saw it was indeed night. "Hmmm...damn good whisky." he thought.
ooc; Yeah, even if he was still posting, his character left the bar.
Dromaeus reached into his satchel and retrieved his sword and Ysgramor. Strapping his sword to his waist, he examined the face of Ysgramor and frowned. The great shield had been scarred quite deeply during the duel with the Red Eyed one. He would have to find a way to repair it at some point.
"That was... strange." He remarked. "Are these dog-Khajiit creatures native to this world? I have not seen them among the population."
Dromaeus reached into his satchel and retrieved his sword and Ysgramor. Strapping his sword to his waist, he examined the face of Ysgramor and frowned. The great shield had been scarred quite deeply during the duel with the Red Eyed one. He would have to find a way to repair it at some point.
"That was... strange." He remarked. "Are these dog-Khajiit creatures native to this world? I have not seen them among the population."
Even Alek began to feel tired. "I could do with some rest." He said, following Julia out of the bar. "As far as I know," Alek said, responding to Dromaeus, "They aren't, people seem to be teleporting in from everywhere. I've given up trying to figure it out." He was hoping that his lie would go unnoticed.
"Never seen them either." 'or the likes of you for that matter.' Will thought. "So who's going to take her offer of having a place to sleep. I'm not sure I want one of these tables being my pillow again.
Julia was waiting inside the B&B. "Ah, I was expecting you... sorry, what's your name?" she said to Alek, turning away from the owner.