Ace isn't sure if she should be trying to back up what Tim is saying or if she should attempt to ream him out for even talking to Fenric. Doesn't he know what kind of danger he's in?
*Tim rises his hand, his fingers moving slightly. There is a very slight tug on the mans gun and Tim holds up the bullet.*
Not without ammunition you won't.
*Aside to Bigby.*
Yes, i know it wouldn't do any real damage, but thing of your tailor.
*back To jaime and ace.*
please folks, this man is a high ranking member of the Bar Staff. And it's a really bad idea to threaten him. And no need to be afraid if you're good people.
*He'd continue, but then somebody joins the conversation (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/1892353.html?thread=72417537#t72417537). With a gun to Bigby's head.*
JAime gets the gist of what Bigby and Tim are saying. "If ye are the head o' security, whay are ye after Ace?" Knowing only SOME of Ace's background, JAmie doesn't realize the irony of this statement.
"Don't believe him, Jamie!" Ace wails from under the table. It's happening again, just like last time. Just, this time, there's no Time-Lord looking out for her.
Still on his guard, Jamie hears Ace's warning. "An' what is this Fen-ric, Ace? Is this he?" Jaime wishes silently that the Doctor was around, he'd know what to do.
THe man in front of him hasn't done anything yet, even though Jamie's pistol was now uselessss. JAmie's hand creeps towards his dirk.
I'm not. Most people are afraid of me, with good reason. But being "Fenric" and wanting The Doctor's companions to serve me isn't one of them. *Bigby looks grim.*
As for trusting me, I just told you. I'm in charge here. *His eyes narrow and he's looking irritated at the whole thing... repeating himself over and over.* Not to mention Tim.
And while your weapons might hurt me, you'd all be very, very dead if I wanted it. *Reassuring? No, wrong channel, sadly.*
Ace couldn't leave Jamie to face that demon alone. Never let it be said that Ace lacks nerve. She bolts out from under the table and plants herself smack dab in front of Jamie, her frame taunt with barely repressed fury. "You can't have Jamie either!" she snarls, her eyes narrowed.
*Tim is back. And in no mood for stupidity. He appears supremely pissed off.*
ACE! He is not Fenric. Trust me, I know him, I've worked with him for months. His wife is the first person i met here. Stop being stupid. And listen to me.
Definitely more fear than bravado now. She sobs, backing up until she backs into Jamie, unable to go any further. "He can look like anyone, he said he'd be back, you dont' understand, he doesn't give up..." she's definitely babbling now. She just wants to go home, get away, far, far away.
Grabbibg Ace by the shoulders, Jamie pulls her away from Bigby. "Ace! Get ouuta me way."
Turning back to the man, he squares his shoulders. "If ye are the constable o' this bar...Ach, but you have given my friend a rare frightening. MAyhaps an error was made..."
*Bigby glares at the rather dense woman.* He's one of The Doctor's "companions" too? *Guess The Doctor's bi, then.*
*He dismisses it all with a hand wave.* I don't want him. Or you.
*He looks exasperated. His random eye-rolling and head movements lines up with his kids though, and figures it's time to call it a day.* Just go. I have to look after my children. *He dismisses both Ace and Jamie. The children, meanwhile, look saucer-eyed at the events inflicting heaps of guilt upon those who are susceptible to that.*
*Tim takes Bigbys elbow and steers him gently away.*
let them recuperate boss, i'll talk to her later, when shes coherent. As is, we have Issues. I just had to toss three weaslys in jail for breech of both rules....
Jamie grabs Ace gently by the arm. "Come Ace, he doesna want us. We can away from this. Out the door to the loch, lasss..." Jamie helps the shaking and distraught young woman away. This isn't the strang, daring woman he'd met only a few days ago. This was a child scared of monsters. Real monsters.
He looks back once at Bigby, and gives him a sharp, warning look that says don't come near her again...
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Yah boss, thats Ace. Shes okay. I have... er...
*Don't mention the tv show, don't mention the show.*
"Prior Knowledge" that shes one of the good guys.
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Ace, This is Bigby, the head of security here at Milliways. My boss
*Just a bit of stress on that word.*
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Not without ammunition you won't.
*Aside to Bigby.*
Yes, i know it wouldn't do any real damage, but thing of your tailor.
*back To jaime and ace.*
please folks, this man is a high ranking member of the Bar Staff. And it's a really bad idea to threaten him. And no need to be afraid if you're good people.
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He'll answer you. But for now... shit!
*Tim is gone, to stop weasleys.*
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*He'd continue, but then somebody joins the conversation (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/1892353.html?thread=72417537#t72417537). With a gun to Bigby's head.*
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She thinks I'm "Fenric". Do you know who that is?
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"Ye are not he?"
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THe man in front of him hasn't done anything yet, even though Jamie's pistol was now uselessss. JAmie's hand creeps towards his dirk.
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As for trusting me, I just told you. I'm in charge here. *His eyes narrow and he's looking irritated at the whole thing... repeating himself over and over.* Not to mention Tim.
And while your weapons might hurt me, you'd all be very, very dead if I wanted it. *Reassuring? No, wrong channel, sadly.*
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"You can't have Jamie either!" she snarls, her eyes narrowed.
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ACE! He is not Fenric. Trust me, I know him, I've worked with him for months. His wife is the first person i met here. Stop being stupid. And listen to me.
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"He can look like anyone, he said he'd be back, you dont' understand, he doesn't give up..." she's definitely babbling now. She just wants to go home, get away, far, far away.
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Fine, whatever. Just, when you come back to yourself, remember my words, okay? Thanks. And he stalks off.*
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Turning back to the man, he squares his shoulders. "If ye are the constable o' this bar...Ach, but you have given my friend a rare frightening. MAyhaps an error was made..."
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*He dismisses it all with a hand wave.* I don't want him. Or you.
*He looks exasperated. His random eye-rolling and head movements lines up with his kids though, and figures it's time to call it a day.* Just go. I have to look after my children. *He dismisses both Ace and Jamie. The children, meanwhile, look saucer-eyed at the events inflicting heaps of guilt upon those who are susceptible to that.*
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let them recuperate boss, i'll talk to her later, when shes coherent. As is, we have Issues. I just had to toss three weaslys in jail for breech of both rules....
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I saw the fights, but since you had it under control, I figured I'd try to get somewhere with this bunch.
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He looks back once at Bigby, and gives him a sharp, warning look that says don't come near her again...
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