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| Gordan | Jul 19 2008, 11:58 PM |
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He lightened up. So they weren't here to drag him off. "Naaa, there was no really good reason for what I did. Just got a little aggravated with a git and sent him packing." Now that he was out in the clear, he reached for his second flask, the one full of whiskey. He unscrewed the cap as the woman spoke. She introduced herself and he waited patiently for her to finish her sentence. He had taken about three more swigs, half way into the third as soon as her voice cut out. "Well, Lady Remington, my name is Gordan. And I came here on charge of being bored to my wits end and almost out of whiskey. And in serious need of a job." He looked her over. She was very pretty. A small body frame, yet standing next to her, she seemed to be massive. Like those guards. Or it was just that he was short. Her skin was darkened, a chocolaty color. Very pretty indeed. He had noticed her ears almost immediately. So he wasn't the only one who didn't stick with the old ways. Or maybe she did. Who knew? Obviously not him. |
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