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Post by broken on Aug 16, 2016 20:07:00 GMT -5
Patrick's eyes followed where the man pointed. He nodded before heading off that direction. He scanned the different types of handles, then eventually looked back in the direction he had come. "I was actually thinking of having a wooden handle," he said as he headed closer. "It shouldn't be too costly and those do last a while. Well for me at least."
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Post by Auransky on Aug 16, 2016 20:50:17 GMT -5
Coire quickly moved some more boxes towards the back counter. He returned to Patrick with thoughts in his expression. "Well, wood actually is pretty good.The only thing you would need to watch for is getting it wet mainly. Other then that, just keeping it for the use of hunting then assuring to be cleaned up can boost its lifespan." He considered. "Another not to costly, and popular is copper and iron. But again that's just a suggestion." He waved a hand, "Lastly what sort of form would you like it for? Some people do sharp, others go rounded, pen like, or there's custom hand fit." He recalled.
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Post by misstrissshade353 on Aug 17, 2016 0:55:36 GMT -5
um dia?}
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Post by broken on Aug 17, 2016 6:11:52 GMT -5
"Ah yes, I most certainly do clean my knives after I am finished using them. I'll stick with the wooden handle," Patrick said, then tilted his head to one side, placing a finger to his lip as he thought. "And the pen-like form is fine with me."
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Post by Auransky on Aug 17, 2016 17:26:29 GMT -5
(I been busy rip. . been looking for textbooks all morning. Then I had a minor emergency, but it's all good. Lol ) (Alright here's a quick reply, then I'll reply when I get home. >.< )
Coire nodded at the thought. "Right, I can get to work. Pen style with a combo of wood. If I push that to this afternoon I could be done in about two days. Assuming that a request from the royal family doesn't pop up. " he added at the thought. "Don't worry about the payment,we leave that for last. This is for satisfaction purposes." He explained.
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Post by broken on Aug 17, 2016 18:06:08 GMT -5
(No no, it's fine :3)
Patrick dipped his head slightly to the man. "Alright, thank you. And please do take your time, I'm in no rush to get the weapon," he said, giving a small smile. "Yes, I'll check back in two day's time and pay you then. However, I know you are busy, but I have a question that is completely off topic, if I may ask it. I noticed that who showed me here looks exactly like you- I think his name is Glen. Are the two of you related or is it just a coincidence?"
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Post by Auransky on Aug 17, 2016 18:32:11 GMT -5
((Ah, ha! I got any idea; misstrissshade353 I'm going to have Glen go drop off something. During that time the door being open we'll have some bandit or mercenary go in and try to take advantage of the situation. ^^)) Glen had wandered through town. He was thinking of making it up to his brother by making the food tonight. Along the way he stopped to notice a stand with fresh fruit. He approached then looked at it all recalling Adam and his sister. Ah right! Maybe they would like some, after all they brought us some fresh meat not too long ago. With that in mind he purchased a small bundle then noted to himself that he would return later to pick some up for his brother. A hooded figure was making his way through the forest. He couldn't help but notice the door open on a house he paased. Though at first he didn't enter, he inspected the surrounding area to assure that no one was baiting him in any way. brokenCoire smiled, "Ah don't worry; you're request is a simple present. It can be done and have its lovely quality that'll be useful to you." He explained. "I'm not too busy!" He assured Patrick, "Go ahead and ask." He waved a hand. When asking about someone who looked identical he tilted his head at the thought, Could it be.. He was about to ask for a name, when Patrick answered for him. He facepalmed with a sigh, yet rather then frustration there was relief in his eyes. "Ah... that guy. Right... he's my brother." He spoke with relief. "I need to thank you for bringing that up. With his profession I may not see him for a few days at a time. It makes me worried sick to not know what is wrong with him. But if he brought you here, then he's well, in a good mood." HE crossed his arms, "Alright tell ya what, I'll make you twin knives just for bringing this relief to me." He gratefully stated.
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Post by broken on Aug 17, 2016 18:56:16 GMT -5
Patrick blinked. Why hadn't Glen mentioned he had a brother? And if they never saw each other, why didn't he at least come to visit? He tilted his head to one side. "H-he didn't mention having a brother, but that's cool, I suppose," he muttered softly. "He see,s to be nice. And if you would mind another question, but what is his profession? You said the two of you didn't see each other often..." He trailed off, shaking his head at the last part. He waved a hand out in front of him. "S-sir...no need to do that, really. I don't need twin knives."
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Post by Auransky on Aug 17, 2016 19:17:12 GMT -5
"Well... Glen isn't the talkative type.' Coire explained. "He's silent, more reserved, and sometimes blunt. For this reason when I hear he's talked to people it brings relief to see that he's in a good mood, and at least trying to be more social then he normally is." The lad smiled his gaze somewhat wandering off towards the door in curiosity. "Ah, his profession?" He raised a brow, "Well he's a knight to the royal family. He's proud of it, but for that same reason I may not see him so often. He might be vanishing, or be out of town for days at end; then suddenly come home exausted or wounded. Sure the nurses tend to him, but seeing him in pain, or just tired kills me not knowing whether he is alive." He shook his head at the thought, "He keeps telling me to get a wife, that way I wont be so concerned about him, but he's my brother I have every reason to be worried about him. His social skills make nearly every girl march out; and the few friends he does have-well they just grown used to his social awkwardness." He waved a finger, "Twin knives and so you have a backup. You never know when you need em." He assured.
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Post by broken on Aug 17, 2016 19:39:50 GMT -5
"Yes, I can certainly see him not being the talkative type. The only reason why he helped me was because I wandered up to him and asked for his help. Other then that, I would probably still be lost in the city somewhere," Patrick muttered, his smile soon fading as he listened. He chuckled softly. "I-I didn't realize he was a knight either. I mean, yes, I knew he must have an important profession, but I never thought he'd work for the royals. I wonder how that is." The teen dipped his head again. "Alright, sir, I appriciate it. Thank you for this offer."
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Post by Auransky on Aug 17, 2016 20:03:07 GMT -5
"Ah, I see." Coire blined as he thought about the situation. "That is odd indeed..but like you said; you asked and he saw it as a civic duty to help someone in need. For that he will put on a smile, and talk to people. Other then outside conversations he tends to sit there and think of what I would say when trying to be human." He laughed at the thought, "Yea I sound like a bad brother, roasting him like that. Then again brothers are meant to roast eachother." He waved a hand, "He was probably off duty. Usually when on duty he has his full uniform other then that he casually wears something more to my taste. I sometimes wonder if he's trying to pass off as me?" He questioned now, "Nonetheless his social skills make it very easy to pick him out. So should he offend you in any way, he didn't mean to." Coire apologized ahead of time. "Don't sweat it about the knives. To be quite honest we haven't had too many requests for knives as of late. Mainly spears, armor, bows, and everything else." He added. "Also between you and me, the material to make one knife usually results with leftovers to make a pair."
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Post by broken on Aug 17, 2016 20:39:25 GMT -5
"That must be nice, though, knowing you have family who cares, even if you mess with each other," Patrick stated, staring at him. "And I could most certainly tell the difference between the both of you. I also noticed he acts a little more serious and timid." He shrugged as he took a step away from the counter, looking around the place again, even though he was finished shopping. "Anyways I've heard a lot about the royals lately. What an ambitious bunch, wouldn't you say?" "O-oh! And before I forget this. About how much would you think the twin knives would be, so I get the idea of how much to get in two day's time."
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Post by Auransky on Aug 17, 2016 22:16:38 GMT -5
((Ah sorry for poofing. Some chores, and then I was searching online for how to clean my marine aquarium. I don't want to kill my ecosystem. r.i.p))
"Hehe, yea my brother makes it easy to pick on. However just as easy as it is for me to pick on him; he makes it rather savage to get back at me." He admitted. "Ha! You could tell the difference? Well good... I think." He blinked cluelessly at the thought. "Aye the royals.." He softly stated. "I've herd rumors myself, and it makes me wonder if one of these days any one of us is just going to end up dead. Everything has been going well until the king married his queen. Since then things have been pretty funky.." He whispered. "Aye right that." Coire waved an uncaring hand, "Well I'd say about 2 gold." He added.
((Oh I forgot to add a currency system r.i.p I'll go look up some random video games wiki))
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Post by broken on Aug 17, 2016 22:29:36 GMT -5
(its fine. I'm probably getting off for the night)
Patrick nodded and tilted his head to one side as he listened. "Certainly! It's plainly obvious, though it might take a while to differentiate," he chuckled nervously. "A-and I heard that...I hope the family would pull it together for the sake of this country. Otherwise we're all doomed," he added. At the mention of how much it cost, he nodded. "Alright. Thank you again."
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Post by Auransky on Aug 17, 2016 22:46:53 GMT -5
(Ill add the currency tomorrow. Other then that, I will edit the front page too. I spent part of today playing with the color coder. Then added some info to fallen angels. )
(Ah alright, goodmight!)
"Well that's good to know." Coors replied with surprise. "Most people go around calling us by the other. either that or questions pop up asking as to who they are speaking to. Honesty my goodness......" He paused then nodded silently. "I agree completely... the royal family has distanced themselves.. the king seems more of a stranger then he was when he was Prince. it's upsetting, and true. our country will fall should this continue." He waved back, "of course it's been a pleasure. Safe travels!"
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Post by misstrissshade353 on Aug 18, 2016 2:39:31 GMT -5
Ok.}
Amanda was just finishing up taking the fur off of the deer when she heard footsteps upstairs she sniffed the air, but she smelled only the prey that she was taking the fur off, and sighed very annoyingly as she stood up, and went to the door of the basement.
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Post by broken on Aug 18, 2016 6:14:25 GMT -5
(I'm at school till 7 o.o *dies inside* And lol I would offer to help with coding, but I'm dumb when it comes to BB Code. I was better at html xD)
Patrick shook his head at the first part. "R-really? It can get that bad..." He mumbled mostly to himself. "And yes, things need to be situated...and fast," he shrugged, then began for the door, waving. "Thank you for your time. I will see you again soon!"
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Post by Auransky on Aug 18, 2016 10:09:49 GMT -5
misstrissshade353 The hooded figure signaled to three others when he assumed the cost was clear. The three of them silently made their way into the house. They had some sort of objective in mind; mainly because they seemed disinterested in the majority of the items. "Blessed items, gemstones, and just about anything that seems other worldly.." One voice softly stated. "Right- and if someone has stored demonic blood take that too. Some people keep those as souvenirs." A second voice added softly. "And should they be one of them; take them down.." The third voice finished their soft thought bubbles. broken"It can.." Coire sighed at the thought. "Right.... we can only hope." A smile returned to his calming expression as he waved to Patrick, "Be safe, and try not to get caught up in something you shouldn't."
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Post by misstrissshade353 on Aug 18, 2016 10:25:02 GMT -5
She heard voices, and she let out a low growl, Trespassers, not my kind of guests, she thought to herself as she sighed, and went to the door of the basement.
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Post by Auransky on Aug 18, 2016 10:35:57 GMT -5
"What if we don't find what we're looking for?" The second voice now asked as he looked around the rooms.
"Then we leave... nothing more then less." THe first voice softly scolded. "We need to do this before the threat comes. We need to stop it." He addressed them.
"B-But why?" The third voice questioned as he seeked teh kitched. "Why us? Anyone could do it.." He added.
The first voice approached the kitchen to lean right up to the third voice. "Because, we've seen what its done to our homeland. We need to make sure it stops right here and right now. Remember, you committed yourself to it!"
The third voice fell silent; but nodded at the thought.
"Good... now keep looking." The first voice wandered off in search of their items.
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Post by misstrissshade353 on Aug 18, 2016 10:37:40 GMT -5
Amanda came up the basement door, and saw two of the four intruders, and she snarled making her presence known.
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Post by Auransky on Aug 18, 2016 10:55:59 GMT -5
((Just a quick note; if you are going to engage in battle, I'd like more detail. This detail mainly referring to the few items around your character + slight description of your characters eyes , body movement and so on. This way I have more to work with. Also its your house, I don't know how much room I have to work with. lol ))
The third voice paused, "Oi... did you hear something?"
The second voice turned, "I-I did..." He backed away from the sound of the noise, heading for a different room.
The first voice made his way for the bedroom, he was unaware of what was going on because he was the farthest. He began searching the room for holy items, which seemed to be all this group was after.
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Post by misstrissshade353 on Aug 18, 2016 11:07:58 GMT -5
Amanda said nothing as she swiftly followed one of the intruders into the family room, and waited for the right moment to pounce, and actually speak up. "Care to explain what you are doing in my house," she asked in a cold voice while she was trying to keep calm, and not attack, but it was very hard to keep calm when you haven't gotten sleep yet, and was also a werewolf.
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Post by Auransky on Aug 18, 2016 15:24:55 GMT -5
The hooded figure turned quickly taking a rather defensive stance. He remained silent for a brief bioengineering his surroundings. this person isn't one of them..... we need to leave... He glimpsed at the small opening, then began to slowly back away. "Fair lady, it seems we have found not what we seek. Consider yourself lucky...." he snickered, "or... cursed...."
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Post by misstrissshade353 on Aug 18, 2016 20:14:40 GMT -5
"What exactly do you mean by that, and if I were you I suggest you leave before I get even more mad," she said in a cold snarl just to prove her point.
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Post by broken on Aug 18, 2016 21:28:31 GMT -5
Patrick glanced back at him as he paused by the door. "Don't worry, I won't," he muttered before he exited the shop. Once he was out, he looked both ways before heading off in a random direction to explore the town a bit more.
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Post by Auransky on Aug 18, 2016 23:22:39 GMT -5
"P-Pft... we didn't find what we were looking for anyways.." The man replied quickly whistling to notify his comrades of the end of their quest. He had managed to back away, out of the room through a second door leading elsewhere. "May the gods watch over you.." He stated as he quickly rushed off through the house to get out.
The other two men dropped what they were doing at the sound of the whistle, then quickly picked up their stuff; making their way out towards the door. The signal meant that it was either a success or retreat, whichever they wouldn't know for sure until after they met up.
Glen on the other hand had made his way out of town getting closer to Amber, and Adams place. He gazed out to the wildlife with a smile of appreciation. ---------------------------------------
Coire watched him go. Seeing him out he returned to his earlier tasks of moving all the newly brought items. Everyone jujst had to be out today, huh? He sighed at the thought rather upset tingly.
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Post by misstrissshade353 on Aug 19, 2016 0:26:08 GMT -5
She sighed, and then saw him open the door to the basement. "Wait don't go down their that's the basement." she said.
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Post by Auransky on Aug 19, 2016 0:50:32 GMT -5
((Oh darn I wasn't aware that it was the basement. r.i.p ))
He quickly miscalculated the issue; rushing into the room he was unaware of what was to happen, thus he stepped on the stairs and found himself tumbling down by mistake. He yelled out in surprise and this quickly changed the situation.
"T-That sounded like boss!?" The second voice called out. "Com'on.." The third voice turned around heading back in the heart of the house. "We gotta get him out of this!" "R-Right!" The second voice agreed.
Glen paused swearing to have herd something in the distance, but as of this moment it seemed somewhat impossible. D-Did I really? ....n-no....right?
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Post by misstrissshade353 on Aug 19, 2016 1:59:00 GMT -5
"Just great," Amanda said with a sigh as she went down into the basement, and helped the man back out, and cleaned him up before she smelled Glen, and quickly cried out help burglers before that she slammed the basement door shut.
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