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OOC:Skim me this time. I don't have any actions or reactions to anything you've done.
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[OOC: Was hoping you'd NPC the baddies, but a'ight. I'll give you something to post to this time, Ru.]
The man died almost instantly as the pair of hardened slugs tore through his chest, one round passing between ribs and perforating a lung while the other punched through a rib and instantly obliterated one of his kidneys in a hail of metal and bone shards. He cried out in agony and dropped to the ground, incapacitated.
His friend screamed in rage and lifted his heavy blaster pistol, unleashing a torrent of deadly crimson energy in the general direction that the rounds had come from, the bolts ripping apart the kitchen and creating little explosions that sent chunks of countertop and drywall flying everywhere and charred or melted holes in the kitchen island and the stack of dirty pots and pans sitting in the kitchen sink.
The barrage stopped with his blaster's power cell went dry, causing him to swear audibly as he reached for a spare. Sam - now covered in dust and bits of plaster from the barrage - heard the sounds, and took the oppurtunity to lean around the island and pop off a shot. The thug had been quick to reload though, and was just leveling his pistol in Sam's general direction when she popped up over the island.
They fired at the same time. Samanya's bullet raced through the air and tore into the man's right eye, creating a bloody explosion as it burst out the back of his skull. The thug's blaster bolt was nearly as true, and caught Samanya right in her right shoulder, throwing her back into the counter behind her and leaving a steaming blast mark on her armorweave bodysuit, which, luckily, absorbed the worst of the damage.
"ARGH! Dammit!" She hissed, slamming her boot into the plasteel siding of the island in a futile attempt to cope with the burning pain. While the lightly armored bodysuit had absorbed part of the damage, the blaster bolt had enough punch to burn through the armor and inflict a decent amount of damage. She'd need to get a medikit and put a bacta patch on her injury once she got back to the Crew's Hideout.
After a few seconds, she picked herself up, a scowl forming on her muzzle as she looked at the dead thug, and the wounded man wheezing and coughing up blood on the ground. She started walking towards the hallway, pausing to scoop up the dead man's heavy blaster and a couple spare power cells on her way out, in case there was more to fight.
She stepped over the dead man's body, then paused as she stood over the wounded thug. He could live, if he was taken to a hospital immediately. That was unnacceptable. She lifted the confiscated blaster pistol and shot him twice in the head, leaving a smoldering crater where his face used to be.
Samanya took just a moment more to mix the rounds from her two partially empty clips to give her one fully loaded clip, which she placed in her pistol, and then walked off, her sidearm holstered and the heavy blaster pistol held in her left hand.
She paused just after taking a step out of the doorway when she saw a man not too far off, where she saw a man standing by one of the speeders damaged in the brief fight. "You the guy who tagged those two thugs? If you are, thanks. I don't have anything to give you as a reward, but I killed the last two. Help yourself to whatever you find on their corpses, if you want." She called out, before turning sharply left, and starting to walk down the street, away from the scene of the carnage.
The man died almost instantly as the pair of hardened slugs tore through his chest, one round passing between ribs and perforating a lung while the other punched through a rib and instantly obliterated one of his kidneys in a hail of metal and bone shards. He cried out in agony and dropped to the ground, incapacitated.
His friend screamed in rage and lifted his heavy blaster pistol, unleashing a torrent of deadly crimson energy in the general direction that the rounds had come from, the bolts ripping apart the kitchen and creating little explosions that sent chunks of countertop and drywall flying everywhere and charred or melted holes in the kitchen island and the stack of dirty pots and pans sitting in the kitchen sink.
The barrage stopped with his blaster's power cell went dry, causing him to swear audibly as he reached for a spare. Sam - now covered in dust and bits of plaster from the barrage - heard the sounds, and took the oppurtunity to lean around the island and pop off a shot. The thug had been quick to reload though, and was just leveling his pistol in Sam's general direction when she popped up over the island.
They fired at the same time. Samanya's bullet raced through the air and tore into the man's right eye, creating a bloody explosion as it burst out the back of his skull. The thug's blaster bolt was nearly as true, and caught Samanya right in her right shoulder, throwing her back into the counter behind her and leaving a steaming blast mark on her armorweave bodysuit, which, luckily, absorbed the worst of the damage.
"ARGH! Dammit!" She hissed, slamming her boot into the plasteel siding of the island in a futile attempt to cope with the burning pain. While the lightly armored bodysuit had absorbed part of the damage, the blaster bolt had enough punch to burn through the armor and inflict a decent amount of damage. She'd need to get a medikit and put a bacta patch on her injury once she got back to the Crew's Hideout.
After a few seconds, she picked herself up, a scowl forming on her muzzle as she looked at the dead thug, and the wounded man wheezing and coughing up blood on the ground. She started walking towards the hallway, pausing to scoop up the dead man's heavy blaster and a couple spare power cells on her way out, in case there was more to fight.
She stepped over the dead man's body, then paused as she stood over the wounded thug. He could live, if he was taken to a hospital immediately. That was unnacceptable. She lifted the confiscated blaster pistol and shot him twice in the head, leaving a smoldering crater where his face used to be.
Samanya took just a moment more to mix the rounds from her two partially empty clips to give her one fully loaded clip, which she placed in her pistol, and then walked off, her sidearm holstered and the heavy blaster pistol held in her left hand.
She paused just after taking a step out of the doorway when she saw a man not too far off, where she saw a man standing by one of the speeders damaged in the brief fight. "You the guy who tagged those two thugs? If you are, thanks. I don't have anything to give you as a reward, but I killed the last two. Help yourself to whatever you find on their corpses, if you want." She called out, before turning sharply left, and starting to walk down the street, away from the scene of the carnage.
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Shit, now there are two now. He might get one in a shot, how would one dodge a bullet?
One could not, so he'd just wait for the Cathar to be alone again. This other man would have to be out of the way before he could strike. He itched to shoot, but unless he could safely claim a corpse it would not be worth it.
One could not, so he'd just wait for the Cathar to be alone again. This other man would have to be out of the way before he could strike. He itched to shoot, but unless he could safely claim a corpse it would not be worth it.
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There he stood, silent, now looking upward trying to find the source of his discomfort. It was times like this he'd wished he'd been given the Force as his father had, from what he understood of it he'd be able to sniff out danger like a kath hound to a nerf steak.
He gave the Cathar a nod to her question and a small wave of gratitude for the spoils, but his eyes were trained on the rooftops now, he'd found nothing upsetting at street level, and was starting to wonder if he'd gone crazy, here in the lower levels of Coruscant, did anyone truly brave the rooftops. Any roof that was there had to be centuries old as it was. He looked back down shaking his head slightly, but remained there, still unsure of what he was searching for.
He gave the Cathar a nod to her question and a small wave of gratitude for the spoils, but his eyes were trained on the rooftops now, he'd found nothing upsetting at street level, and was starting to wonder if he'd gone crazy, here in the lower levels of Coruscant, did anyone truly brave the rooftops. Any roof that was there had to be centuries old as it was. He looked back down shaking his head slightly, but remained there, still unsure of what he was searching for.
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Soon, Samanya broke into a light jog again as she headed back to where she first encountered Ruu, or Rudy, or whatever he called himself. She didn't really care anymore, she just wanted to go home, treat her wound, and crawl into bed and sleep for the next fifteen hours straight. While she sincerely doubted he had been honest when telling her where the air-taxi station was, she didn't have much of a choice but to hope he hadn't been lying through his teeth.
It didn't take long for her to return to the general vicinity of that lamp-post where she had met the intoxicated-looking man. She paused there, catching her breath and glimpsing at the carbon scorch surrounding the small blaster wound on her shoulder. The pain was dull but constant, a throbbing, burning reminder of her injury. She could fight through it if she had to, but hand-to-hand was definetly out of the question until she could treat it. After waiting at the lamppost for a minute, she started off towards where she hoped an air taxi could be found, blaster pistol still gripped tightly and eyes and ears on alert as her system was still flooded with adrenaline.
It didn't take long for her to return to the general vicinity of that lamp-post where she had met the intoxicated-looking man. She paused there, catching her breath and glimpsing at the carbon scorch surrounding the small blaster wound on her shoulder. The pain was dull but constant, a throbbing, burning reminder of her injury. She could fight through it if she had to, but hand-to-hand was definetly out of the question until she could treat it. After waiting at the lamppost for a minute, she started off towards where she hoped an air taxi could be found, blaster pistol still gripped tightly and eyes and ears on alert as her system was still flooded with adrenaline.
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He followed the girl until she was away from the... other one. From the roof, he knew he would have no shot. So he'd run ahead of her and found the lift, he knew he would be down it after she had passed. He slid the door open again, this time it was quieter. It's previous use must have loosened it up.
He crouched and aimed his pistol, dead on her back. She wouldn't stand a chance, he fired, sending one bolt after her. It would be impossible to dodge, the sound would reach her just in time for her to realize what had happened. He knew this and he savored the feeling. He fired again, just in case she happened to not be dead yet. He fired lower, so it would catch her falling body.
He crouched and aimed his pistol, dead on her back. She wouldn't stand a chance, he fired, sending one bolt after her. It would be impossible to dodge, the sound would reach her just in time for her to realize what had happened. He knew this and he savored the feeling. He fired again, just in case she happened to not be dead yet. He fired lower, so it would catch her falling body.
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OOC: Well this one appears to be coming to a close, so unless I find an exciting way back in this will be my last run here
IC: And as quickly as it had come on, the feeling of unease had surpassed, a quick scan of the area showed no one about, the Cathar had taken off apparently injured, but that was of no real concern to him, he'd done his good deed for the year, now it was time to go collect any prizes he could find.
With that he headed back into the complex and began searching the bodies of the dead street thugs.
IC: And as quickly as it had come on, the feeling of unease had surpassed, a quick scan of the area showed no one about, the Cathar had taken off apparently injured, but that was of no real concern to him, he'd done his good deed for the year, now it was time to go collect any prizes he could find.
With that he headed back into the complex and began searching the bodies of the dead street thugs.
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The night was cold, still, calm even to most. Steam vented off of moisture condensers all across the city scape, towers soared into the heavens and cut through the very sky. To one man in particular it was never calm, Ares, sitting in a makeshift tent on a random rooftop. Watched a man he had been watching for what seemed like days. Ares was a bounty hunter, and took his work very personally. Being that he had been in the profession for an odd 30 years, he felt that every bounty was special in its own way.
The armor clad man's focus was taken of the devaronian when blaster fire could be heard in the distance, a repeating blaster by the sound of it. Ares knew his prize wouldn’t be going anywhere anytime soon, so he decided to go investigate
Traveling by rooftop, Ares took a little longer than he had hoped to get to the scene of the disturbance. He hopped down to a lower balcony to take a break, he wasn’t as young as he used to be, and running around in the middle of the night for extended periods tuckered him out somewhat. His airtight suit helped for the most part, keeping nice cool air flowing was essential. While he sat he witnessed and interesting sight, a Cathar female that he had seen while at a club with his wife was walking below him. Using his visor to zoom in on her, he saw that she was injured, and it donned on Ares that she was possibly apart of the shootings that had transpired earlier.
As he zoomed out with his visor, Ares caught a glint of a door opening farther down the way. At first he thought nothing of it, nut when he saw the shine of a blaster he sprung into action. Using he legs like springs he pushed off the balcony railing to get maximum distance in his jump. His aim was to push the Cathar out of the way, Ares knew from experience when he saw a shooting about to happen. He purposely put his cybernetic arm up to take one of the shots, letting the lower one shoot harmlessly into the permacrete ground. The bounty hunters armor sizzled and charred, but his cybernetic arm was undamaged.
Bringing his slug assault rifle up he spoke, increasing the volume on his helmets exterior speakers to make his voice booming. " Yield!" Was all Ares said. He felt the buzzing in his head from the man, meaning that the armed assailant had killed in the past. It instantly infuriated Ares, and made him want to simply gun the man down where he stood.
The armor clad man's focus was taken of the devaronian when blaster fire could be heard in the distance, a repeating blaster by the sound of it. Ares knew his prize wouldn’t be going anywhere anytime soon, so he decided to go investigate
Traveling by rooftop, Ares took a little longer than he had hoped to get to the scene of the disturbance. He hopped down to a lower balcony to take a break, he wasn’t as young as he used to be, and running around in the middle of the night for extended periods tuckered him out somewhat. His airtight suit helped for the most part, keeping nice cool air flowing was essential. While he sat he witnessed and interesting sight, a Cathar female that he had seen while at a club with his wife was walking below him. Using his visor to zoom in on her, he saw that she was injured, and it donned on Ares that she was possibly apart of the shootings that had transpired earlier.
As he zoomed out with his visor, Ares caught a glint of a door opening farther down the way. At first he thought nothing of it, nut when he saw the shine of a blaster he sprung into action. Using he legs like springs he pushed off the balcony railing to get maximum distance in his jump. His aim was to push the Cathar out of the way, Ares knew from experience when he saw a shooting about to happen. He purposely put his cybernetic arm up to take one of the shots, letting the lower one shoot harmlessly into the permacrete ground. The bounty hunters armor sizzled and charred, but his cybernetic arm was undamaged.
Bringing his slug assault rifle up he spoke, increasing the volume on his helmets exterior speakers to make his voice booming. " Yield!" Was all Ares said. He felt the buzzing in his head from the man, meaning that the armed assailant had killed in the past. It instantly infuriated Ares, and made him want to simply gun the man down where he stood.
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The crack of a blaster pistol shot echoed through the air and reached Samanya's ears. In the millisecond she had as the sound reached her ears, she fully expected to feel a miniature explosion erupt in her back as a bolt of laser energy ripped into her. She expected to scream in pain and crumple to the ground in a broken heap, or for her world to simply go black. But instead of either scenarios, she felt herself tumble to the ground, not because of the impact of a blaster bolt but because she had been pushed out of the way.
Her heavy blaster pistol went skittering across the pavement when she hit the ground, falling in a somewhat awkward manner onto her left side. She propped herself partways up on her elbow as she started to try to get back to her feet, only to freeze when a booming voice demanded for someone to yield. Looking up, she saw the armored figure of the man she had seen at the club. The husband of that Zabrak woman, if she remembered correctly.
The cathar girl's eyes traveled down his armor to the blackened limb that he had used as a shield, as she realized that he had pushed her out of the way of the blaster bolts, thus saving her life. While half of her was tempted to scramble to her feet and run for her life, another, wiser part of her brain told her she was probably safer if she hid behind the armored bounty hunter. She ended up listening to the latter part of her mind. She was wounded, low on ammo, and had brushed with death twice now. Running could only bring more trouble.
Samanya clambered to her feet, left hand gently but protectively clutching her injured right shoulder as she stood behind the armor-clad man, doing her best to keep as much of him between her and her attacker as was possible as she waited to see what her would-be murderer's response to sudden appearance of, and demands of, the bounty hunter who had come to her rescue.
Her heavy blaster pistol went skittering across the pavement when she hit the ground, falling in a somewhat awkward manner onto her left side. She propped herself partways up on her elbow as she started to try to get back to her feet, only to freeze when a booming voice demanded for someone to yield. Looking up, she saw the armored figure of the man she had seen at the club. The husband of that Zabrak woman, if she remembered correctly.
The cathar girl's eyes traveled down his armor to the blackened limb that he had used as a shield, as she realized that he had pushed her out of the way of the blaster bolts, thus saving her life. While half of her was tempted to scramble to her feet and run for her life, another, wiser part of her brain told her she was probably safer if she hid behind the armored bounty hunter. She ended up listening to the latter part of her mind. She was wounded, low on ammo, and had brushed with death twice now. Running could only bring more trouble.
Samanya clambered to her feet, left hand gently but protectively clutching her injured right shoulder as she stood behind the armor-clad man, doing her best to keep as much of him between her and her attacker as was possible as she waited to see what her would-be murderer's response to sudden appearance of, and demands of, the bounty hunter who had come to her rescue.
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"No good." He said, it was probably barely audible at the distance he was at. He raised his pistol to point directly up, a sign that he was done here. Then he slid the large metal door closed and hit the controls on the lift.
Just before reaching his spot he rocked the lift, throwing it off track. It would realign soon, but it gave him time to clamber out and into the oversize ventilation system. There he began to crawl, to crawl to his place, no windows, no walls. When he reached it, he popped off the vent cover and slid out. "Safe." He brushed himself off, back there he had seen an experienced bounty hunter... Dangerous.
OOC: You guys can keep the story going.
Just before reaching his spot he rocked the lift, throwing it off track. It would realign soon, but it gave him time to clamber out and into the oversize ventilation system. There he began to crawl, to crawl to his place, no windows, no walls. When he reached it, he popped off the vent cover and slid out. "Safe." He brushed himself off, back there he had seen an experienced bounty hunter... Dangerous.
OOC: You guys can keep the story going.
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It was the amplified voice that caught his attention again, why had he allowed himself compassion for this creature, it must have been because they were both off-worlders in probably the only city more wretched than the tales he'd heard from Mos Eisley, or maybe it was simply the fact that he was in a sober moment and actually gave a womp-rats about what happened to other people.
Stashing the pistols from the two thugs he'd shot earlier he took off back out the door at a steady pace, in the direction the Cathar had headed. As he reached her he found her almost cowering behind a rather large metal clad individual, that he could best assume was a man.
Now Lucius wasn't exactly the brave sort, especially in a close up battle where others had a chance to respond, but as he'd already decided in his head to assure she was ok, he opted to pull his pistol again, leveling it at the metal man, but speaking to the Cathar.
"E'erything goin ok down here?" he posed inquisitively, eying the sizzling spot in the man's forearm plate.
Stashing the pistols from the two thugs he'd shot earlier he took off back out the door at a steady pace, in the direction the Cathar had headed. As he reached her he found her almost cowering behind a rather large metal clad individual, that he could best assume was a man.
Now Lucius wasn't exactly the brave sort, especially in a close up battle where others had a chance to respond, but as he'd already decided in his head to assure she was ok, he opted to pull his pistol again, leveling it at the metal man, but speaking to the Cathar.
"E'erything goin ok down here?" he posed inquisitively, eying the sizzling spot in the man's forearm plate.
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Ares was tempted to chase after the one who shot at the cathar, but the female didnt look like she was in any shape to be on her own. Nights on Coruscant could be as dangerous if not more than places like Nar Shaddaa. Most did not see that side of the Republic captiol planet, but Ares lived in it every day. The bounty hunter was about to turn and speak with the cathar, to ask if she was alright and if she could get to saftey on her own. Unfortunatly he was unable to, being that a new stranger had taken the place of the one that had fled.
His posture was hostile, already having a blaster pointed at Ares. Instinctivly the armored hunter brought his rifle up again, but lowered it slightly after seeing he wasnt shooting right off the bat. Ares had no want or need to kill the man, but he would if it came down to it. He remained silent, seeing that he wasnt the one being spoken to.
His posture was hostile, already having a blaster pointed at Ares. Instinctivly the armored hunter brought his rifle up again, but lowered it slightly after seeing he wasnt shooting right off the bat. Ares had no want or need to kill the man, but he would if it came down to it. He remained silent, seeing that he wasnt the one being spoken to.
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"Yeah, yeah we're fine." Samanya replied, as she stepped out from behind the bounty hunter and looked off at the man who had spoken to her. "This bounty hunter just saved my life. Some crazy jackass took a couple potshots at me; he pushed me out of the way and scared him off." She explained, gesturing towards the armored man with a quick nod of her head, before turning to face the Hunter, to thank him.
"Hey, uh, thanks. If you hadn't stepped in when you had, I'd have a couple smoldering holes in my spine right about now. Thank you, I owe you one." The cathar said in a grateful tone, as she managed to put a tired smile on her muzzle, before glancing back at the other man and waiting for him - or for the bounty hunter- to speak up again.
"Hey, uh, thanks. If you hadn't stepped in when you had, I'd have a couple smoldering holes in my spine right about now. Thank you, I owe you one." The cathar said in a grateful tone, as she managed to put a tired smile on her muzzle, before glancing back at the other man and waiting for him - or for the bounty hunter- to speak up again.
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Well that eased his mind, perhaps now he could get these gallant hero notions out of his head and move on with business. He dropped his arm, but wasn't quite ready to holster the weapon.
"You made pretty short work of those last two punks in the building," he noted almost as an afterthought "must say I'm kinda surprised you needed the help at all."
He smirked as he thought about what the two modified blasters he'd found amongst the corpses would fetch him, so long as he got rid of them before some sector officer found him carrying them.
"You made pretty short work of those last two punks in the building," he noted almost as an afterthought "must say I'm kinda surprised you needed the help at all."
He smirked as he thought about what the two modified blasters he'd found amongst the corpses would fetch him, so long as he got rid of them before some sector officer found him carrying them.
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Seeing that there was no need to have it out anymore, Ares put his rifle back on the magnetic clamp on his backplate. Obviously the newcomer meant no harm, so the bounty hunter thought it time for him to make his exit.
" No problem kid, its my job. " Ares said as he turned to leave. He stopped suddenly, poniting his index finger in the air in exclamation that he forgot something. Ares fished around in one of the pouches on his belt, finally pulling out a red card with a gold insignia on it that was the Bounty Hunter's Guild symbol. It held information on where to go if someone wanted to join the guild.
Holding it in his index finger and middle finger, he handed it to the cathar. " Just incase you feel like a change in proffesion." With that Ares was off, walking rather leisurly into the dark night. He knew his wife had probably comm'd him about a thousand times, but he really didnt want to listen to all of them. Ares would just listen to her in person when he got home.
" No problem kid, its my job. " Ares said as he turned to leave. He stopped suddenly, poniting his index finger in the air in exclamation that he forgot something. Ares fished around in one of the pouches on his belt, finally pulling out a red card with a gold insignia on it that was the Bounty Hunter's Guild symbol. It held information on where to go if someone wanted to join the guild.
Holding it in his index finger and middle finger, he handed it to the cathar. " Just incase you feel like a change in proffesion." With that Ares was off, walking rather leisurly into the dark night. He knew his wife had probably comm'd him about a thousand times, but he really didnt want to listen to all of them. Ares would just listen to her in person when he got home.
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"Would've been a different story if there had been anymore than two. So thanks for taking them out." Samanya replied, before turning and listening to the bounty hunter as he said it was 'no problem'. She watched as he turned to leave, then paused and dug around for something in one of his pouches. One of her ears twitched slightly as she watched the bounty hunter produce a red-and-gold card, and hand it to her.
"Sounds interesting, I might look into this sometime." Samanya said, as she took the card and looked at the insignia, which she instantly knew represented the Bounty Hunter's Guild. But when she looked up from the card, the hunter was gone. She smiled faintly, looked at the card again, and then pocketed it. It sounded interesting, she might look into it.
The cathar then turned back to the man who had first helped her, and gave him a bit of a smile as she said, "Thanks again. I'm off to the air taxi station to get out of here, and to have this wound looked at. Maybe I'll see you again sometime in the future." And with that, Samanya turned and left, disappearing into the darkness and leaving the man alone.
[Post edited; I'm outta here. Catch yah later! ^_^ ]
"Sounds interesting, I might look into this sometime." Samanya said, as she took the card and looked at the insignia, which she instantly knew represented the Bounty Hunter's Guild. But when she looked up from the card, the hunter was gone. She smiled faintly, looked at the card again, and then pocketed it. It sounded interesting, she might look into it.
The cathar then turned back to the man who had first helped her, and gave him a bit of a smile as she said, "Thanks again. I'm off to the air taxi station to get out of here, and to have this wound looked at. Maybe I'll see you again sometime in the future." And with that, Samanya turned and left, disappearing into the darkness and leaving the man alone.
[Post edited; I'm outta here. Catch yah later! ^_^ ]
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OOC: Sorry forgot about this one, nice playin with ya and we've still got another thread
IC: Lucius, nodded to Cathar, turning back towards his own apartment he lit a fresh cigara and puffed upon it as he walked down the darkened alley.
"Interesting night, hopefully that's the worst I have here." he thought to himself.
And he faded into the night, the embers of his cigara the last thing to be seen as he cleared the light of the nearby streetlamp.