Low, liquid laughter. -- The Den

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Date Posted: 18:10:36 03/14/06 Tue
Author: Januya
Subject: Low, liquid laughter.
In reply to: Redan Bane 's message, "Earflick." on 17:44:09 03/14/06 Tue

Feral yellow eyes hardly blink as she meets his gaze, holding his steady until he decides she's worthy of a full nod. No sneer twists her sleek muzzle, only a snarl of wicked amusement that is accompanied by no sound other than a soft huff of air. "You know my name," she remarks almost casually, glancing once to her rifle's workings as her claw snags, then back up at him with too-keen eyes. She'd caught his look of recognition. "But, for 'cultural' manners, I'll offer it as peace." This time, the sneer comes - the assassin is jaded and makes no attempt to hide it. "Januya jin Jekki, pilot of Black Revenge, partner of Cyris Heartthorn." Naming her self-modified spacecraft and the Phia whose mind controls it brings another small, sharp smile to crease her muzzle.

Despite Redan's expectations, she offers no hostility - her gun's barrel is pointed at the floor, away from them both, and her own silvery tailblade rests against a well-muscled thigh. The Tarok is apparently unafraid, lounging as she does with her back against a smooth boulder, the butt of her rifle resting on her smooth stomach.

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Tsuh. Pilots. -- The Five Deaths, 19:44:45 03/14/06 Tue
- Pilots, indeed. -- Majhiik Endiosa, 18:44:41 03/15/06 Wed
  - This mean the gang's all here? -- Tunder, 11:11:33 03/16/06 Thu
    - What the heck do we care, what the heck do we care.... oh. We do care. That's why we're here! XD -- TFD, 21:37:46 03/17/06 Fri
      - ... -- Redan, 14:19:00 03/23/06 Thu
        ...riiiight. -- Januya, 07:42:05 03/24/06 Fri
        Old soldiers thrown into another war.. -- Majhiiik Endiosa, 18:32:39 03/24/06 Fri
        Oh it's totally my turn, isn't it? -- Tunder, 15:08:00 03/26/06 Sun
        Mm-hmm. And now it's mine. -- The Five Deaths, 19:52:50 03/26/06 Sun
        Sidifir oerri. Close enough. =3 -- Januya, 08:00:22 03/28/06 Tue
        ... -- Redan, 13:28:58 04/04/06 Tue
        Short and sloppy, I apologise. -- Majhiik Endiosa, 13:11:14 04/08/06 Sat
        Oh, the arrogance. -- Januya, 16:57:58 04/13/06 Thu
        *frowl* -- The Five Deaths, 19:25:33 04/13/06 Thu
        (( S'all good. XD. I got 0wned! )) -- Januya, 14:12:56 04/14/06 Fri
        ... -- Redan, 19:55:37 04/15/06 Sat
        Hmph. -- Majhiik Endiosa, 12:07:06 04/24/06 Mon
        Wheeee hyper! -- TFD, 20:49:25 04/24/06 Mon