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Post by Ameena bin Qiyamah on Nov 13, 2004 14:02:45 GMT -5
Tyyl, just great. Ameena gets up, the staff in one hand, swinging it towards his legs when the man gets within reach.
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Post by Catriona on Nov 13, 2004 14:04:23 GMT -5
*She frowns and gets up when the boy rushes in.*
Nana, they're fighting.
...?
*She puts Cirion in his crib.*
Stay here with your brother.
*She walks to the common room and blinks at what she sees there.*
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Post by Serrick Warjilas on Nov 13, 2004 14:05:17 GMT -5
*The man blinks and loses his balance. He trips, slamming into one of the tables *hard*, face first.
Serrick carefully chose the direction and force of the fall to kill the man, and stepped out. It very much looked like an accident, when it was very much intentional.*
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Post by Ameena bin Qiyamah on Nov 13, 2004 14:09:47 GMT -5
She kneels next to the man, checking his pulse, and curses. Dead, looked like a broken neck. Ameena gets up again, and bows to Catriona as she sees the Elf.
'Mes excuses, mon amie Catriona. I did not intend to fight, but I had to defend myself. I am sorry to say he died when he slammed against the table, may Kord have mercy on his soul.'
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Post by Catriona on Nov 13, 2004 14:17:28 GMT -5
*She frowns and walks over to the man. She checks up on him and feels the pulse.*
No na sîdh.
*Turns to one of the other patrons.*
Don't just sit there, go and get the guards.
*The guy runs out.*
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Post by Ameena bin Qiyamah on Nov 13, 2004 14:25:09 GMT -5
'Oui, may he find peace.'
She stays where she is, leaning on her staff.
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Jason
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Post by Jason on Nov 13, 2004 16:53:37 GMT -5
*Tahtari frowns at all the commotion over a persons race. She watches as the man dies then scans her mind*
.oO(... Anything I can do... I could but I best leave this to the athorities...)
*She sighs and watches as the gaurd is called...*
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Post by Jingzu Lunaria on Nov 14, 2004 13:37:51 GMT -5
*The guards come in and ask questions, particularly of Ameena. When they establish it was indeed in self-defense, they carry the dead body out.*
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Post by Ameena bin Qiyamah on Nov 14, 2004 13:50:33 GMT -5
She fully cooperated with the guards, then stood aside as the body got carried out. She digs into a pocket and takes out a key, which she puts on the bar.
'Mes excuses, mon amie Catriona. Both for the incident, and keeping a room I'm not using. Mais voila, ton clef. Au revoir.'
She bows, turns and leaves the Evensong.
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Post by Catriona on Nov 14, 2004 13:59:40 GMT -5
*When the business with the guards is all over with, she sighs and starts cleaning up. She blinks at Ameena.*
What..? Hey what are you- what, you-
*Blink blink*
...
*Ameena gone, she picks up the key and fiercely pitches it against the opposite wall. Then she walks back to the living room, slamming the kitchen door behind her.*
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Post by Catriona on Nov 14, 2004 14:00:39 GMT -5
[OoC this is page 200 and I'm going to set up a new Inn thread. *click*]
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