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That's ok, Kat hopes Ernst dies too. Hopefully they manage not to kill each other before they reach the spine. Also, I call that good role playing, though… I am sorry to everyone else for clogging up the RP ^.^;

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Kat watched him go, never leaving her seat and smirk still firmly on her lips. "Pleasure talking to you too," she drawled. Gods, that one was irritating. Maybe she'd slice off his ear when he was sleeping. Not keen on following him out the door, she decided she might as well stay in the tavern for a bit and take in the rest of her new 'companions'.

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I specialize in douchebags and bitches

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"Ah thanks for reminding me," Kat said, barely even trying to conceal her smirk, "patience. Another important thing in archery." She took another bit of her apple. "This, right here?" she said, making a vague gesture in Ernst's direction, "Not gonna do you any good." If she was being honest with herself, Kat was actually enjoying riling Ernst up – almost enough for her to let that comment about her not making any shots slide.

"And you think speed's not a big deal? Let's say we actually make it to the dragon. He's barreling down on our great dwarven leader, ready to swallow him hole, and you have to stop it. I don't care how strong you are, you're not piercing dragon scales with an arrow, so you have to go for the eye." Raising her hand, she made an O with her pointer finger and thumb. "You have to hit a target this big in a matter of seconds, or someone ends up dead. You have to not only get a near perfect shot, but do it under pressure and you don't have time to line up and correct your aim. Tell me speed's not important."

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"All I'm hearing is everyone you know would rather starve or whore themselves out than spend time with you. Can't say I blame them, if this is what that's like." Always one for tact, Kat was sure to tread lightly when speaking of such delicate matters. She reached for her apple again and brought it to her mouth for another bite. "And I can do enough. One learns to adapt." One also learns to call on their massive hell-beast whenever convenient, but with this line of conversation, she didn't think it would be the best idea to introduce Hel at the moment. She could tell by Ernst's face that he'd likely already written her off due to her lack of an arm. If she brought up that she had a snow leopard at her beck and call, the idea that she was useless except for Hel would only be solidified. No, she'd let the two meet later on, when the notion that she was weak wasn't at the forefront of Ernst's mind.

"And what about you, mister expert marksman?" she asked, shifting the attention away from herself. "Y'know there's more to archery than brute strength, right?" She scoffed and shook her head. Maybe that was why this one annoyed her so – archers annoyed her, especially amateurs. "You need speed and accuracy, or your arrow ain't gonna do shit, and something tells me finesse isn't your strong point."

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Kat gave Ernst a flat stare and remained quiet throughout his 'episode'. "Not even close," she replied once he'd calmed down enough. Heaven and earth, this one was annoying. "And I'm willing to bet you're short on friends too, what with your lovely demeanor."

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"What makes you think I've been there?" Kat asked in an offhanded manner. "I've never been one for horses. Got a ride of my own." Hel would've whipped her upside the head if he'd heard her refer to him as a 'ride'. Kat's gaze followed Ernst's down to her bag and she gave a small smirk. She doubted he'd appreciate learning how she'd come to her supplies. "Nothing's cheap and nothing's good here. There's an avenue on the north side of town that's not awful, but on the whole you'd find better luck just scavenging the forest." Gods knew that's what she'd be doing later on. If the supplies in her bag turned out to be as unhelpful as they seemed, she'd probably just sell them in the next town they stopped at.

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Kat's hand paused as she lifted the mug for another sip. "A horse," she repeated, as if talking to a child. "Unless you're planning to walk all the way to the spine, you're gonna need a horse, and trust me when I say you're gonna want the most docile one you can find."

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Was that an actual response or was that a glitch? I just don't wanna post a reply if there's more to add. If not then to the keyboard I go~