| Subject: No troubles here, are there? |
Author:
Raith Whitepaw
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Date Posted: 17:21:02 03/29/01 Thu
In reply to:
scheming pirates
's message, "Re: More trouble brewing?" on 17:05:00 03/29/01 Thu
Raith turns quickly to the argument. Snarling, he heard every word, and decides this might be what he sensed. Rushing towards them, he reaches out and grabs onto Geof's arm, "You wouldn't be having any trouble around here, now would you?" With a jerk, he tries to turn around the sailor. (I talked this with the GM so don't think it's a god move or anything, she agreed) Raith is meet with a small amount of resistance, but because of the sudden chain of events, Geof was turned. Digging his fingers into his arm, Raith moves his face close to Geof's, close enough for the sailor to feel the hot, steaming breath, "You shouldn't go around forcing people to sign stuff, it's not nice. And if you continue, you will make me mad. You don't want to see me mad." His eyes flash red, glowing from inside the dark shadows in his hood, before returning to normal, "You want to move on now, or are you going to try and put up a fight?"
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