GubGar@Rin his focus is turned towards food and other things.
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Marxo regained his awareness and returned to his seat. He couldn’t quite understand what had taken over him. Before long two women approached the table where Nabil and himself resided. The first was what seemed to be the Su Chef of The Rusty Wench. It seemed she came bearing gifts or maybe someone else’s food but who was Marxo to deny here. He already knew Nabil would have no quarrel over the bread he’d just ordered. Instead they would receive tenderloin and salmon. All they had to do was play the role.
“ Ahh yes. Glad you came when you did. My friend here is quite impatient when it comes to food. See we haven’t ate in what seems like ages. I wouldn't want to make him angry.” , replied Marxo politely to the woman as she began to sit the plates in front of strange duo. Up until now Nabil had been rather quite. This stunned Marxo . He wasn’t used to doing all the talking. The next female that approached was actually a suprise. It happened to be the little girl Marxo had blatantly disrespected just a moment ago. What suprised him even more was here line of questioning. He responded with two questions.
“ Well little lady, what is it that makes you different from the rest of these broken spirits and what would be in it for us?”
M a r x o
Marxo regained his awareness and returned to his seat. He couldn’t quite understand what had taken over him. Before long two women approached the table where Nabil and himself resided. The first was what seemed to be the Su Chef of The Rusty Wench. It seemed she came bearing gifts or maybe someone else’s food but who was Marxo to deny here. He already knew Nabil would have no quarrel over the bread he’d just ordered. Instead they would receive tenderloin and salmon. All they had to do was play the role.
“ Ahh yes. Glad you came when you did. My friend here is quite impatient when it comes to food. See we haven’t ate in what seems like ages. I wouldn't want to make him angry.” , replied Marxo politely to the woman as she began to sit the plates in front of strange duo. Up until now Nabil had been rather quite. This stunned Marxo . He wasn’t used to doing all the talking. The next female that approached was actually a suprise. It happened to be the little girl Marxo had blatantly disrespected just a moment ago. What suprised him even more was here line of questioning. He responded with two questions.
“ Well little lady, what is it that makes you different from the rest of these broken spirits and what would be in it for us?”
M a r x o
“ Seems like we should do something about that. Our food is getting quite cold and my drinks won’t serve themselves. Hey lady.” , Marxo called across to the maid that Nabil had just waved over. Just as he had said she was frozen in fear. This made Marxo agitated. He had grown weary of waiting for things, especially when only something as small as a woman stood in his way.
“ Would you mind keeping it down over there little girl. Me and my associate are trying to get some service and you seem to be interrupting. I understand you’re itching to be touched but I do believe those are just female hormones. Try to keep yourself under control.” , Marxo spoke almost as if he planned to say these words. It was more like a burst of anger with a calm undertone. He spoke as swiftly as the wind towards the elven-like female with bright orange and silver hair. Marxo didn’t indulge in fighting often because of his mix of attitudes but if that’s what the lady wanted , he’d be more than happy to oblidge. After all he was a killer before a gentlemen.
@Kal-El i get bored easily. So i have to keep busy
id like to join up
@NubianLegend My character's dream will be explain thru IC as we progress
@Lmpkio what kinda time-skip are you speaking of?
@Lmpkio When are we moving on to day 2. Its been like 2 weeks already .Jus saying
@Rin Its fine. Just doesn't look very bright on my laptop. My brightness is turned down
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