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She looks back and says: "Why kill him of course, Your Majesty." And with that the curtain closes.
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Posh: "Of course." She says perhaps a bit coolly. Raven moves toward the doorway to take her leave, but stops and half-turns. "Thanks also for sparing Needles when you were down in the sewers today. He's a most useful ally."
She exits via the backdoor.
Posh: "Oh yes, I've heard all about you and your friends' exploits. You are all quite the local celebrities."
There's more than a hint of mockery in her speech.
Neither would Posh. Much like last time (and loved the roleplaying there from everyone, especially the discussion and argument of justice between Alia and Numalar) Posh would rather there be mercy, but knows that this is not how things will be treated and will even subconsciously touch his neck at the thought of what'd happen to him if his past came to light. ....
Posh: "Oh, I'm a big city girl, I'll probably hang around here until something new crops up." She says with a devilish grin. "Maybe, Posh, we'll see each other again."
She leans down grabs Posh by the back of the neck, and plants a fierce, full-body kiss on him that nearly drags him off his feet. After a long moment she releases him and exits through the doorway and slips out the back door.
Posh: "So you've shucked city life for the backwoods huh? Good for you." She gets up and looks around the corner into the main room.
Posh: "I'm not doing mugging or killing. In fact, many of the bandits we returned I had saved myself."[/b] "Returned? So you saved them for the gallows you mean?" [spoiler=Posh]"What do you mean by being an independent operator? Won't she hear of this and move up north to find you or me?"[/b] "She'd have to find me first."
Posh: "You wound me--again. No hag, you saw to that, remember?" She unbuttons her blouse just below her left breast revealing a small, smooth scar.
"I'm an independent operator now just like you-- Then, buttoning up, she looks to the kitchen door at the sound of a tiger's growl. "Almost like you. So, how have you been?"
Posh: "No hag anymore, I'm solo now. Come on in here. The kitchen's safe--aside from all the knives laying around that is." She half sits on a barrel motioning for you to sit next to her on some produce crates.
Posh (Half-forgotten voice): "Well hello, Poshment. Long time no see." She parts the veil just enough for you to recognize the face behind it. She steps fully into the kitchen. |