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Valeria Balentine: //I can prove it, with facts, and logic.
Indy Carcharo: Can't prove it. Marlowe 
: ((oh there we go. I can always work with a Marlowe)) Indy Carcharo: Test. Indy Carcharo: Sam is still a stinky fuck. Valeria Balentine: No u Azarnite Weaver: Smells like a biiiiiietch Azarnite Weaver: Do you smell that? Azarnite Weaver: Ding dong. Luda: (*peek*) Narrator : An alarm rang out throughout Riverton; something was wrong. Around the church as the Equintzi woman fussed at the man in her native tongue, screams could be heard in the distance. In only a few short moments, people began running past the group; which was odd enough since many folks wouldn't want to run past the creepy abandoned church on the rougher side of town. But then again, the sounds of something horrible were coming from the center of town. Abigor: "I tried to subdue them!! If she hadn't frozen the guys legs I could've subdued him no problem!! I didn't use my weapons, specifically because I was trying to avoid a body count!...But if the cartel is that bad, I'm gonna have to go sticking my blades into people......" He'd put an arm around the equintzi, pulling her in close. "If you can go back without me...you probably should. If they just think I'm some random mercenary with no family ties..I don't have to worry about them coming after your people." Abi never truly felt like he was a part of the equintzi, even after a few years of trying to fit in. That's why whenever there was work that required him to leave Sualavii, he took it. Azarnite Weaver : “Idiot indeed!” she hissed, overly emotional again. She knew who the cartel really worked for, oh that was fucking old news. She could break down crying right there. “We can’t go back to Sualavii! I wouldn’t dare bring that down on my city. You truly have no idea what you’ve done. This is why I’ve tried to instill in you not to go around sticking blades in everyone causing a problem. Maybe next time don’t go snapping legs off some random bandit, you fool! Subdue! Subdue, subdue!” She got it was an accident but that didn’t matter now, and only Abigor probably had any idea what she was so up in arms about. If the moron was able to make that connection. Marlowe : ((annd pauuse)) Ciél : “If you are even able to get out of Riverton in the first place.” The blonde-haired girl mused. “If you don’t think the cartel has magi in their pocket, you’re an idiot.” Abigor: "Well how was I supposed to know that! I never saw a cartel member before!! And all the more reason I help her!" He'd point to Ciel. "They were probably gonna try to traffic her!" He'd pat Aza. "I did not skrudd us! They're a bunch of normal people, I'm an really strong swordsman that shoots fireballs....you are the strongest equintzi in Sualavii. They won't be able to touch us...they try to track us down they'll have a bunch of 7 foot tall equintzi stomping on their ribs to protect you." Veas : "One, what if they did recognize one of you three. Two, they're probably going to go roughing up innocent folk in Riverton regardless to find this out. More than usual." A finger goes up. "That won't do." Veas : "You know that's where they put all the tiny bits anyways, Marlowe." She starts as the man starts on his way out. "Why not let 'em shoot you in the chest and drag you out there. Seriously, why don't you think you'll run into them out there eventually." Vee steps to the side, settling her back against the wall of the church. "That goes for all of you. 'Not our problem' is a twofold problem." Marlowe : "Well, this whole trip to riverton has been grand but I think i'm going to probably just head north into the forest and just disappear before the cartel has me chopped up into teeny, tiny bits." Ciél : “It’s not really our problem anymore.” She commented, thinking back to when she had essentially robbed the man blind in a game of dead man’s draw. It wasn’t Ciél’s fault they were bad at gambling or card games. As Veas asked about if anyone saw the ‘murder’, she paused for a minute. “It was a dark alleyway. There were three of them, he only killed the leader, Marnos.” Azarnite Weaver : ”Faen! Are you serious?!” Azarnite throws her arms up in the air to rest them on the back of her head and turns to face Abigor. “Du har skrudd oss.” Veas : Vee lifts her hand to her nose and pinches the bridge. "Yes, having each others names is much more important now in case one of us gets murdered or kidnapped in response. Please tell me no one saw you, Ciel." Veas : "Ah fuck." Ciél : “I mean, he was a member of the cartel.” Veas : "Accessory." She adds swiftly. "And either way you know and that's enough." She turns on her heel and glares at Marlowe. "Do you think the guards are the only thing you'll have to be worrying about over this? How do you know that man you murdered had no more associates?" Her eyes shoot to Ciel. " Did he?" She asks suddenly. Azarnite Weaver : “He’s Abigor, and can you stop wailing?” she sighs, cupping her hands over her sensitive, pointed ears. She supposed that was fair. They wouldn’t be here long enough to get caught anyway, not if she had any say in it, and like hell anyone was going to trek to Sualavii to track them down. She nudged Abigor roughly when he suggested they get a bite to eat together, shaking her head. “I doubt that’s a good idea, after all I’m a snake in the grass.” She mocks, tugging Abigor towards the exit. Ciél : Ciél rolled her eyes. She wasn’t an idiot. Besides, she had enough processed and trasmutated aldite and regents stored away in the abandoned church to not want to burn the church down immediately. “It would be bad to set—“ She begun before Marlowe’s voice shouted over her own. Marlowe : "I AM NOT A MURDERER!" Veas : "Well." She says, clapping her hands together. "I expect a name, swordsman. If we're involved in a murder we're all involved in a murder. The man who did the deed itself shouldn't be the only one left anonymous. Besides, I think it's about time everyone goes their separate ways." Vee turns her head to look at Ciel, a little light in her voice. "I pray this little devil child is bad enough at arson to not burn any other buildings down." Abigor: Abi peaked into the bag. "...oh...that's what it is. Alright....we can hurry back. Let me know when you wanna go?" He wasn't going to stick around if Aza was carrying that kind of hot merch. He wasn't even sure how she managed to get her hands on it but whatever. He would give a little wave to Vee. "Hi yeah, what's up? We're actually about to get out of here though...but once we get some stuff taken care of maybe we can all grab a bite to eat...much later though." He'd pat Aza on the back.Last Post:4:07am, December 11 (UTC) (1)
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