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Is your name K, Shadow? Or can your name be contreued in anyway to be K? No? Then don't answer questions addressed tok me... *Mutters something about inconsiderate werewolves and types at the console.*
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Hmm? *Looks at her, away from a communicator and console.* Oh... should be fast. Krys isn't much for ceremony...
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Alistair: And you're here to determine whether or not you should?
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Alistair: Definately. He even told me out right that he was insane to see if I would stop at that. *Chuckles.* Alistair: I might not be as good at reading people as Kun, but I know when someone's lying pretty damn well.
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Alistair: And everything else I've heard about him. The man seems to have too much doubt in that of trained professionals. *He gets himself a glass of water.* Do you want anything?
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Delusions of grandeur... *He gets out of the door way.* Do you wish to come in?
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Alistair: I'm sorry about that Captain. During university, a professor of mine got me in the habit of using Messiah complex in place of GD disorder. *He marks his page in the book and throws it at a couch.*
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*He opens the door, yawning and blinking. He has a book in his other hand, and his sand colored hair is all over the place.* Alistair: Oh, Captain. To what do I owe the pleasure? *He smiles tiredly.*
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*Alistair is in his office.*
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Alistair. And sure thing, cher. *Kisses her and walks out.*
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Okay then. Let's head for New Orleans then. Before anything and happens.
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Yeah.... you got my parents then?
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And could we please stop talking about me or my fianc
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Wow... learn something new everyday, don't ya? *Looks at Rose, then Krys, then back.* Please don't do it infront of me though. I don't like killing women...
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... Are you going to kill me now? *Braces himself.*
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*Adjusts neck line of shirt.* Land on me when?
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... How did you know I was at the ballgame? *Looks slightly scared...*
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*Walks I with Rose.* Hi, Krys! How are you?
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OOC:... Ooohhh... I think Alistair pegged 'im.
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So, should I expect to see some very non-flattering images of my wife? *Raises an eyebrow.*
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*Stops and turns around suspiciously.* And that's supposed to mean?
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*Starts hurrying toward the Ready Room.*
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Of course! I'm dyin' to see Krys! *Smiles at the thought as he steps into the turbolift.*
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*Looks at the ceiling, mutters something about '21st century women' and nods.* I think we're going to have in New Orleans. During Mardi Gras. *Smiles.* Best time of the year, Mardi Gras...
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OOC: I got it when she put the hand on her stomach, but now you're just slathering on the 'preggers' evidence, Rattler!
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*Looks at Rose.* Thanks for letting me tag along, Rose. It was fun, even the Worffan bit. *Smiles, then rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.* And sorry about, the, uhm... kiss...
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Most likely.. and probably burning effigies if the Chinese team back in Beijing. *Laughs and they eventually reach a clear spot.* So... did you bring a commbadge?
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*Takes her hand and stands up.* About a few mil... *Smiles as they start walking through the crowd.*
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*Looks at Rose.* We should go. I think Krys should be back by now...
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... *Bursts out laughing. Doubles over and grips his stomach.*