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1/8/2016 8:37:55 PM
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What plans do you have for this specific person?
[b]He sounds worried, and throws a glance at Red[/b]
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[i] Ronin's eyes get a bit of a hard edge to them, and he turns his attention to Nobody.[/i] "How much do you know about Red?"
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Other than the fact that she hates me, little.
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"Let's start with her sword. All red, she calls it Rain, and she calls herself Red. You know what the equals together right? Red Rain. Now, what could Red Rain possibly be, hmm?" [i] Ronin gazes at Red, and she glares back.[/i] "You don't know a fücking thing about me."
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[b]He focuses on Ronin[/b] She's a mercenary?
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"You didn't answer my question."
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What would Red Rain be besides a killer?
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"Red Rain is blood."
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I understood that, but it's implying death isn't it?
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"Essentially. And she's an assassin. One of the most efficient assassins in the U.S. A silencer, as her mentor calls her. Excuse me, called." [i] Red grits her teeth and clutches her glass with a death grip.[/i]
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[b]He sighs[/b] So much for staying away from death.
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"But that's not what makes her so deadly." [i] Red crushes the glass in her hand, glaring at Ronin.[/i] "Shut up." [i]Ronin laughs and it's like something inside Red snaps. In a flash she leaps across the table, her sword seeming to appear in her hand, lunging at Ronin. In a blur, much, much faster than Red, Ronin holds the olive green katana in his hand with the dragon head hilt. It seems to be normal. He horizontally crosses the blade across his body and catches her stab, the point of the blade on the flat of his. An impressive maneuver.[/i]
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[b]Nobody jumps back slightly, startled[/b] You two are gonna get us kicked out. How 'bout we all just calm down, and talk like civilized beings?
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[i]Neither one moves, until Ronin glances her blade off his and grabs Red by the throat, slamming her down forcefully on to the table, pinning her there.[/i] "I'm someone you want on your side hon." Red: "Fùck you."
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[b]He sighs[/b] If you keep this up you're gonna tear your neck back open.
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[i]Ronin looks her in her eyes, icy blue to stormy grey, like a frozen ocean to a storm cloud. He takes his hand off her throat and sits back down; resheathing his sword. Strange, one of the worlds greatest swords, yet it was a simple katana. To the eyes anyways. Red gets back up and sits back down.[/i]
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Thank you. Why are you always so quick to fight? That's a great way to get killed.
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"Fück you." [i] She says, waving to a bartender and another drink is brought to her, this one a brown-ish color. [/i]
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I'll take a Scotch please That's not any improvement. You think I want to see you dead?
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[i] The bartender gets him his drink, and Red drains hers in one go.[/i] "I don't care what you think." [i] Ronin watches the encounter.[/i]
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Thank you [b]He takes a swig of it[/b] I understand that, but I would think you would want to live.
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"I don't care about living, as long as I get my revenge." [i] Ronin speaks up.[/i] "Revenge isn't a great motivator. You think once Jinx is dead that it will make everything good, but in the end all she'll be is another body."
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So if you were to cut her down, and someone were to put a bullet in your spine, you wouldn't care? [b]He takes a long draught of his drink[/b]
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"That's exactly what I just said isn't it?"
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[b]He slams his drink down on the table[/b]
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"Must be that time of the month." [i] She sneers at Nobody.[/i]
