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Alexey leaned back a little bit, confused. Switching to his Russian accent- his original accent- he replied, "I greet you like this, and I grew up talking like this. For the sake of understanding-" Again, he switched accents back to a clear, understandable American one- "I learned how to talk without my birthplace accent. I've heard a great many stories about teachers and professors and students from Russia and Asia, with accents too thick to be understood easily."
He momentarily turned towards the bar, took a much larger drink, and waved for a refill. Leaning against it, Alexey glanced over at the Irish woman, before turning back to a refilled glass.
"See, I grew up in Russia. My mother is Russian, and my father's father is Russian, who married my British mother and moved back to the motherland. Mixed blood- mostly Russian. I'm told that I still look British, though." He waved his head vaguely in the direction of the nearest Barnes & Noble- the one he worked at. "I work at Barnes & Noble in the evenings, at a small classic restaurant in the mornings. Hence the attire."
He momentarily turned towards the bar, took a much larger drink, and waved for a refill. Leaning against it, Alexey glanced over at the Irish woman, before turning back to a refilled glass.
"See, I grew up in Russia. My mother is Russian, and my father's father is Russian, who married my British mother and moved back to the motherland. Mixed blood- mostly Russian. I'm told that I still look British, though." He waved his head vaguely in the direction of the nearest Barnes & Noble- the one he worked at. "I work at Barnes & Noble in the evenings, at a small classic restaurant in the mornings. Hence the attire."
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Why is your hair pink?
Point taken
You'll see a creative post from me as soon as a couple people post
If Aria doesn't get on around lunch tomorrow/today (since it's nearly 1AM here right now), then she won't be on till Sunday morning, just a heads up. She starts early tomorrow, and then is gonna be gone. I dunno anything more than that.
You'll see a creative post from me as soon as a couple people post
If Aria doesn't get on around lunch tomorrow/today (since it's nearly 1AM here right now), then she won't be on till Sunday morning, just a heads up. She starts early tomorrow, and then is gonna be gone. I dunno anything more than that.
Aulfr just stepped back and watched her mess with his overlarge clothes, carefully considering the political ramifications. He mulled it over, as he observed her picking out what she wanted, before replying. "I'll see what I can do concerning boots. In the meantime- you'll be staying in here for a few days. I'll get the supplies, but once you're out, you better get what you need yourself. You'll be my personal servant, so you'll be staying the night in this room every night. And, no one will dare question you. I'll have to put my personal symbol on you- you'll be opposed otherwise."
He smiled, inwardly. The beautiful petite foreigner suddenly seen walking about in trousers and leather, doing a steward's work, whispers of her knife meeting enemies of Aulfr Volsung? It'll cause some ripples. Some will want to ally with him- others won't. And his new weapon will cement his power among them.
He let her pick out what she wanted, before he stepped forward and pulled out a relatively innocent-looking shortsword, its blade and most of its hilt hidden and buried in its scabbard. Drawing the shortsword, he revealed one of the rarest of Noxan swords- crafted by one of the rare, long-dead master blacksmiths of the Nox. The bluish blade with the slightly swirly-patterned steel, hilt inlaid with gems and trimmed with gold, ancient runes inscribed in the middle of the one-sided blade. Unmatched in strength- its said that it can break regular iron and even some weaker steel swords, and remaining sharper three times as long.
He let her eyes fall on the priceless sword- and then he rammed it home. "You know what this is. Remain loyal to me, and I'll see to getting you one of your own." He smirked at her, and then attached it to his belt- making sure it was strong and secure. Not many people could dual wield effectively enough to replace sword-and-shield or just a single double-handed sword- in the entire world- but if anyone could manage it, Aulfr could. A rougher handaxe, made for general use, and the beautiful, but hidden, Noxan mastercrafted sword, now at the Volsung's disposal.
"I'll come back with lunch. Try not to leave my rooms in broad daylight through my window- I'll have to kill you if anyone saw you. A pity that'd be, no?"
And then he walked out, leaving the criminal hunter to her own devices in a foreign room.
He smiled, inwardly. The beautiful petite foreigner suddenly seen walking about in trousers and leather, doing a steward's work, whispers of her knife meeting enemies of Aulfr Volsung? It'll cause some ripples. Some will want to ally with him- others won't. And his new weapon will cement his power among them.
He let her pick out what she wanted, before he stepped forward and pulled out a relatively innocent-looking shortsword, its blade and most of its hilt hidden and buried in its scabbard. Drawing the shortsword, he revealed one of the rarest of Noxan swords- crafted by one of the rare, long-dead master blacksmiths of the Nox. The bluish blade with the slightly swirly-patterned steel, hilt inlaid with gems and trimmed with gold, ancient runes inscribed in the middle of the one-sided blade. Unmatched in strength- its said that it can break regular iron and even some weaker steel swords, and remaining sharper three times as long.
He let her eyes fall on the priceless sword- and then he rammed it home. "You know what this is. Remain loyal to me, and I'll see to getting you one of your own." He smirked at her, and then attached it to his belt- making sure it was strong and secure. Not many people could dual wield effectively enough to replace sword-and-shield or just a single double-handed sword- in the entire world- but if anyone could manage it, Aulfr could. A rougher handaxe, made for general use, and the beautiful, but hidden, Noxan mastercrafted sword, now at the Volsung's disposal.
"I'll come back with lunch. Try not to leave my rooms in broad daylight through my window- I'll have to kill you if anyone saw you. A pity that'd be, no?"
And then he walked out, leaving the criminal hunter to her own devices in a foreign room.
So a bunch of children have to fight off long-legged bear-sized grey creatures who completely and totally blended in with pure white snow?
I'm carrying the one that'd collapse of the cold. Dunno how he could run fast enough, or keep them both alive (or just one of them), or fight them off.
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Realistically, all of us are dead.
I'm carrying the one that'd collapse of the cold. Dunno how he could run fast enough, or keep them both alive (or just one of them), or fight them off.
:?
Realistically, all of us are dead.
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