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Post by Incendia Presul on Nov 15, 2009 0:39:36 GMT -5
Incendia Presul walked into the bar, taking a seat nervously. She was still wearing her broken mask, and tilted her head forward so her hair covered most of the exposed areas. She shifts in her seat uncomfortably.
"Ugh, why did I ever agree to this?" she mutters to herself.
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Nov 15, 2009 0:50:29 GMT -5
Volkmar looked different. He was wearing that suit he 'bought' on Earth. When he wore it, the people there called him an old 'James Bond.' Except for the old part, he thought that was an compliment. He had a basket in one arm, and he walked in. "Hello, Ms. Presul. Ready to go?" He asked her.
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Post by Incendia Presul on Nov 15, 2009 0:56:57 GMT -5
Incendia sighed and stood up, not exactly sure what was worse, the suit or the guy wearing it.
"I guess so..."
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Nov 15, 2009 1:04:12 GMT -5
"Alright, I know the spot." He said as he opened the door, and held it opened for her.
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Post by Incendia Presul on Nov 15, 2009 9:35:02 GMT -5
Incendia nodded and stepped through the door he held open for her.
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Nov 15, 2009 10:48:22 GMT -5
He shut the door and told her "This way," He pointed to a small tree. "I think here is good." He sat down and open the basket. He handed her a a loaf of bread, and a bunch of items for a sandwich. "I am sorry, but I could not get a lot of items. Just salted meat, Cheese, and vegetables."
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Post by Incendia Presul on Nov 15, 2009 10:52:25 GMT -5
She sat down and shrugged, taking the bread.
"It is fine..." Not like I had high expectations for this anyway... she thought.
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Nov 15, 2009 11:08:38 GMT -5
Volk pulled out a knife and cut the loaf. "What would you like on it?" he asked her.
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Post by Incendia Presul on Nov 15, 2009 12:46:16 GMT -5
"Um... What exactly do you have..?" she asked, shifting uncomfortably again.
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Nov 15, 2009 17:00:37 GMT -5
"Well, I have Salted fish, and salted steak, for meats. I have white cheese, tomatoes, lettuce cabbages, potatoes, olives, onion, and I have some oil." He said as he pick up a bottle.
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Post by Incendia Presul on Nov 15, 2009 17:26:05 GMT -5
She thought it through.
"Ok... Definately nothing with tomatoes or olives, the cheese, lettuce, and potatoes are fine... But please no fish.." she said.
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Nov 15, 2009 17:51:57 GMT -5
Volk reached over and grabbed her buns, and stuffed it with what was left after she said. "Here you go." He said as he handed it to her.
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Post by Incendia Presul on Nov 15, 2009 18:11:51 GMT -5
She took it back from him.
"Thank you..." she muttered and took a bite.
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Nov 15, 2009 18:27:06 GMT -5
He started to make himself a sandwich and then asked her "So, what do you do for a living?"
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Post by Incendia Presul on Nov 15, 2009 18:43:12 GMT -5
She takes another bite before answering.
"I am a captain of Ignis. And you said you are a mercenary, right?"
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