"That's not what I meant!" Keenan huffed. "Grr, men. Always blowing things out of proportion..." she grumbled, turning around again and heading upstairs. "I'm going to find something interesting to do!" She called back in exasperation.
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is it just a me problem where you own all the art/office supplies in your house so you basically become the pencil cartel
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One of your issues with Fallout 4 is you're not playing Fallout: New Vegas
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"Oh I have no doubt you could take him, but you tend to get just a liiiittle careless when you brawl." Keenan replied.
"You have the craziest ideas!" She snickered. "Must be why I love you so much. Let's leave the big guy alone for now, though. I'd rather you didn't lose any more parts." She teased him.
"Ack!" Keenan replied in surprise to the hug attack. "Oh? Well what are you going to do about it, then, huh?" She laughed.
"Does it now? I suppose it would. But if I let you in on my business, the two of us would likely become enemies. And I rhink that would be a shame." He replied.
"Nothing of importance, I assure you. Nothing of importance to you, that is. Just a bit of business that needs cleaning up." He replied.
"Being level headed is the key to adaption, I think. People who stress too much--they don't think of all the realistic options that are available to them. So they stick with what they know for certaon. But that's what makes them stressed to begin with. It's quite a paradox." Lucien noted.
It was then that another man walked into the bar. He was vey plain-looking, not really the type that would interest anyone, but Lucien's eyes immediately snapped to the man, and it was clear on his face that Lucien had a very intense interest in the man. And not in a friendly way, either. However, he didn't move from his seat. "Now there's a man whos luck is about to change." He caught himself muttering.
It was then that another man walked into the bar. He was vey plain-looking, not really the type that would interest anyone, but Lucien's eyes immediately snapped to the man, and it was clear on his face that Lucien had a very intense interest in the man. And not in a friendly way, either. However, he didn't move from his seat. "Now there's a man whos luck is about to change." He caught himself muttering.
Lucien nodded. "Nirn has been warring with itself for so long now, people just come to accept it, and then they forget that there is a concept like peace. For them, war is just the order of things. Part of the ways of the universe. It's really quite sad, but my business doesn't include wars. I only deal with internal disputes."
What does that mean? *blinks stupidly*
Oh, you mean space travel. Lucien is a man who knows things.
Oh, you mean space travel. Lucien is a man who knows things.
"I'm from a planet called Nirn. Space travel there hasn't been invented yet there, however. " He replied, also relaxing back in his chair, finding her suggestive feet nudges to be kind of amusing.
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