[b]???
The Siren[/b]
[i]An older man, no later than his forties, sits at a bar as he nervously rubs a scar on his neck
He seems impatient, wanting to leave the area, and clearly fretting about something
The air about him seems sweet, almost relaxing, as if the Siren herself where there...
He stands quickly, and buys himself another drink as he returns to his seat[/i]
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English
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[b][u]Liz[/u][/b] I walk around, in a blue dress. I then sit down, and start waiting...
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*a figure in a red cape comes in and sits near him* "What's got you so worked up, pal?"
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[i]He jumps slightly, and tries to calm down[/i] "Nothing, nothing"
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"Now now... We both know that isn't true." *he takes a drink*
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[i]He trues to remain calm[/i] "The Siren..."
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"Hm? I've not heard much about her. She have a bone to pick with you or something?"
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"No, I survived one of her attacks"
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"Ah. Think she's still after you? Or just a bit terrified?"
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"No, its nothing like you can imagine! The was she attacks, the pleasure, yet its painful..."
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"Doesn't make much sense to me. Any idea why she does what she does?"
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"I don't, and no one ever will, it could be for fun or worse I don't understand how I'm even alive!?" [i]he places his head in his hands[/i]
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"Can she not be simply spoken to?"
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"Not without losing your tongue"
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"That's a bit of annoyance. So for all everyone knows she's just a serial killer?"
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"That's true, but is she has a liking towards ye, you become her slave!"
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"How do you know that?"
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"Because she did so to me" [i]he seems depressed[/i]
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"You don't seem to know much more than the general public."
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"And yet I know only a little more Most don't believe the ramblings of an old man"
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"You aren't much use, that's for sure." *he smiles and takes another drink*
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"-blam!- you" [i]he looks away[/i]