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Post by guoping on Jul 30, 2010 22:49:02 GMT -5
"So long as you're happy with the life you're leading that's all that matters," Syntyche smiled, her eyes catching the light once again. "Right?"
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Post by Sara on Jul 31, 2010 10:34:57 GMT -5
"Right." Mauro wiped his mouth.
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Post by guoping on Jul 31, 2010 22:43:06 GMT -5
Seeing that Mauro was finished with his meal Syntyche gestured for their waiter to come over, as he had been watching her at that moment. "Thank you so much for helping me today," Syntyche said to Mauro as the waiter neared. "If you ever need anything from me don't hesitate to ask," as she said this she handed the Drow a slip of paper with her address.
"Is there anything else I could do for you?" the waiter asked, more to Syntyche than Mauro.
"Just the check, thanks." Syntyche answered. The waiter looked a little crestfallen.
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Post by Sara on Aug 1, 2010 0:38:37 GMT -5
Mauro accepted the paper. "It was no big deal, Syntyche. And the offer stands for you as well. There's no knowing what the men could, might, and would do to get at you." Mauro had to hide a smile with his glass of water when he saw the waiter's face. "And you should try and be more careful about that power of yours. Especially in the District," he said when the waiter left.
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Post by guoping on Aug 1, 2010 20:09:32 GMT -5
"Ah, yes," Syntyche nodded her head, her cheeks staining a faint pink. "Thank you for the advice."
At that moment the waiter came back with the check. He put it down on the table, looking at Syntyche in his peripheral vision. "Here you are," he said, then looked to Syntyche. "And um, I get off work in an hour..."
"I'm flattered by your offer," Syntyche said in a very nice apologetic tone. "But I can't. I have work in the morning."
"O-oh.. well.. um.." the boy stammered, face red with embarrassment. "I hope you enjoyed your meal and, please come again."
He was dashing in the opposite direction the next moment.
"I feel a little bad about that..." Syntyche mused, taking out her money.
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Post by Sara on Aug 1, 2010 21:11:10 GMT -5
"And that's a prime example why you should be careful. That boy's young and was most likely swayed by your powers. The men you'd be entertaining with your voice will probably intoxicated." Mauro pulled out his wallet and pulled out his portion of the bill.
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Post by guoping on Aug 3, 2010 0:27:25 GMT -5
"I will keep that in mind," Syntyche nodded. "It's odd though, I'm already suppressing my powers, I suppose the men in the city are more susceptible to me."
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Post by Sara on Aug 3, 2010 11:04:13 GMT -5
"It could be that once exposed to your powers, even suppressed, they have a hold on the man." Mauro shrugged. "I wouldn't know since I'm not all effected by it."
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Post by guoping on Aug 3, 2010 16:33:01 GMT -5
"Hm, that may be the case," she agreed. Having paid for her portion of the check Syntyche stood. "Well I had a pleasant evening thanks to you. If you would like you can come see me tomorrow night."
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Post by Sara on Aug 4, 2010 13:23:18 GMT -5
"I just might. Have a nice night. And be careful using that power of yours." Mauro watched Syntyche leave before standing himself, gathering her portion of the check, the check itself, and headed for the register to pay; leaving a tip.
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Post by guoping on Aug 4, 2010 22:47:13 GMT -5
"Alrighty, I'll see you later then," and Syntyche was off walking out of the restaurant and down the street.
It had become quite cold while they had been eating and Syntyche pulled her coat a little tighter around herself. She looked down the streets, now bare except for a few, and made her way back home. The dark atmosphere she had felt in the Red Light district was now far gone and she walked with a confident stride. After passing a drunk human Syntyche suppressed her powers even further, which was annoying since she was already so tired.
"Why must men be so weak willed?" she complained out loud.
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Post by Sara on Aug 5, 2010 1:05:39 GMT -5
((The Dragon's Nest isn't anywhere near the Red Light district))
"Because they're ruled by one thing," came a mysterious feminine voice from the shadows.
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Post by guoping on Aug 5, 2010 16:02:29 GMT -5
((OH, I'll change the previous post then, no biggy))
"Who's there?" Syntyche said sharply, hands ready to grab her daggers and feet spread into a fighting stance.
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Post by Sara on Aug 5, 2010 18:39:56 GMT -5
"One that doesn't mean you any harm, young one," came the answer. "If you wish a name, it's Naamie." She stepped out of the darkness so Syntyche can see her.
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Post by guoping on Aug 6, 2010 18:30:29 GMT -5
Syntyche stepped out of her stance, but kept her hands at the ready. "Naamie," she repeated. "I am Syntyche, do you have buisness with me?"
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