Ramon Salazar (
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One Drug Lord, lazing about the place and cleaning a couple of swords. One regular one and one rather filled with magic.
No, he really doesn't have anything better to do.
He's also - some people will be glad to know - leaving in a couple of days, for a while. If you want a chance to meet him/bitch him out/throw things etc, now would be a good time.
No, he really doesn't have anything better to do.
He's also - some people will be glad to know - leaving in a couple of days, for a while. If you want a chance to meet him/bitch him out/throw things etc, now would be a good time.
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She sighs softly. "There's more than just being similar that keeps me with them. It's a metaphysical thing dealing with the beast that resides inside me." Gotta love metaphysics.
She watches the sword idly. "Wolves have a larger number and are a lot more powerful then us. It wouldn't fall in our favor. Trust me."
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She gets a very strong WTF? look for that. 'Care to explain that? Metaphysical? What?'
He looks at her watching the sword, and smiles. Now that he's been given the knowledge of how to fight well, he enjoys them.
'Then be creative. You've got human shape as well as cat - you could wipe every last wolf out if you wanted to.'
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He gets a shrug. "Not really clear on it all myself. But when I'm away from other shifters like me, I get lonely. Like depressed lonely. There's something about the higher body heat and the fact that they have a beast in them too."
She doesn't use swords, but again with the shiny comment. That and the whole drifts towards sharp objects.
"Well, right now, I'm becoming friends with the wolves, so the need to wipe them out, not big on my agenda."
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He shrugs though. It's not like it bothers him what she does. And then he's standing and packing up the cloths and oil he was using, sheathing the weapons.
'It's getting late, I have to go. I'll see you around Elizabeth.'
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She nods at him, giving one last glance to the sheathed weapons.
"Good night Ramon."