{{
`${userDetail.user.displayName}${userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode ? `#${standardizeBungieGlobalCode(userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode)}` : ""}`}}
{{getUserClans()}}
6/19/2016 6:48:37 PM
1
Meanwhile the Kroot and Space Marine disappeared ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Chloanne spoke.
"I'm..okay."
She said shyly. Turns out under that confident body is a shy person.
English
-
[spoiler]Demit I wanted him to fight the marine to impress her super hard.[/spoiler] "That's good. So, what brings you to a bar like this one? Not that I don't think you're a good fighter but... well, you know."
-
Sadly the kroot was actually a nid and the marine killed it and now the space marine is even more sad. "Perhaps I just watch." She said, slightly smiling. [i]Real Fücking smooth Chloanne...[/i]
-
[i]"Hey! Toad face!"[/i] Roderick sighs. [i]"You, me, winner gets the lady. Whaddayasay?"[/i] Roderick rolled his eyes, looking at Chloanne with a look saying [i]may I go kick his ass?[/i] [i]"C'mon, pussy, come get your ass kicked. You know she wants me. She's just trying to play hard to get. Well that nice ass is going to be mine..."[/i]
-
"Sure. He has been bugging me since I turned him down." She said, not knowing who would win even though it was obvious that the Marine were to lose. But ssshhhhh no one knows that.
-
"Alright then. Time to leave the lady alone." Roderick stood up, taking off his shirt as he entered the ring, not wanting for it to get dirty, exposing his mouth-watering musculature. He entered the makeshift ring, the Space marine craked his knuckles with a confident smirk. This guy had just been promoted from scout marine to full-fledged marine, meaning he had just recieved his full enhancements. He drank a bit too much, and we both know what happens to drunk marines. The marine raised his fists, approaching Roderick, whose guard wasn't even up. With a smirk on his face, the space marine had hoped that he would get a sucker punch in. As he reeled his fist back and brought it forward towards Roderick's gut, the scaled hand caught it, causing it to come to a dead stop. The marine looked up in surprise at his opponents face, who was towering above him. Roderick simply twisted the man's arm, causing him to expose himself in pain, kicked his leg, bringing him to his knee, and whacked him across the head with his forearm, causing the marine to hit the floor with a jet of saliva flying from his mouth. After poking him with his foot a bit, Roderick considered the match over. But not for his opponent. Still on the ground, he grabbed his ankle, hoping to make him fall. But he yanked and yanked at it, not causing it to budge at all, like it was a steel beam. Seeing that his opponent was back for more, Roderick kicked his foot forward, yanking the marine off the floor and sending him tumbling towards the other end of the ring. Roderick then used the elastic cords on his side of the ring to reel himself back, then launched himself elbow first into the man like a bullet, which sent the marine flying out of the ring like a ragdoll, only to land back on the wooden floor. The marine, having lost some teeth, decided to stay on the ground, since he was both too weak and too ashamed to even get up. Roderick grabs his shirt and walks back to the bar, but doesn't put it on. "Sorry about that whole deal. Didn't mean to interrupt our conversation. Where were we?" He smiles.
-
"You certainly are charming, I thank you for putting him in his place. What's your name?" She said, slightly giggling. She was impressed for the most part, he defended her honor. Which is saying alot. That marine was obviously weh-jk.
-
"I'm Roderick. Last name's Tibernes. And you? I should get to know your name before buying you a drink, shouldn't I?"
-
"It's Chloanne. Chloanne Defaln." She said to Roderick. "Nice to meet you, Roderick." [i]I don't know what just happened...[/i] she thought to herself.
-
He smiles widely, her name like music to his ears. "Chloanne... what a beautiful name. Fitting for someone like you..." Without his shirt on, Chloanne could smell him, his scent. He smelled like a fresh spring, pine trees and minty leaves. It was an invigorating smell. "What would you like to drink?"
-
"Water would be good. I don't drink alcohol." She said politely. [i]This could work...wait is Macha still here?[/i] Chloanne thought.
-
Unbeknownst to Chloanne, Macha was gone, nowhere to be seen. "Ah, I see. Much like me, then." He smiles, ordering her a glass of water. "So, Chloanne, what do you do for a living?"
-
Machas going to have a surprise when she gets home. "I'm a Rogue Trader, don't mind this Comissarat coat it's nothing." She said. "So..how about you?"
-
"I'm unemployed, at the moment. Lost my last job as a result of coming here... tell me, what are rogue traders?" He says, with interest.
-
"Well, they basically help the Imperium find different planets or trade with them. They are assigned a contract usually in a sector of the Galaxy and they usually have a crew to help.." She explained, it was literally one of the most important yet hated jobs in the Imperium.
-
"So you get to explore the galaxy as a living? Sounds exciting..." He smiles.
-
"Oh it's good, atleast for the short moment one is upon the planet. But recently I just woke up..here." She said.. "I did recently meet someone that brightened my day though.." She said smiling.
-
He smiles at her comment. "What a coincidence, I just happened to meet such a person myself..."
-
She giggled at that. "You certainly are a charmer, Roderick."
-
"I could say the same from you, Chloanne." The bartender brought her her glass of water. "Say, Chloanne, do you have any family, or close ones?"
-
She took a sip from the water. "Yes, my brother Ling. He is a good person...if you can get past the fact he is rather over protective." Chloanne said. "What about you?"
-
"I have an older brother, named Tulleesh. He's very smart, a lot smarter than me. Though I'm stronger." He chuckles. "I have two cousins, Derrick and Amaelia."
-
"That's nice. Ling is my only known living relative..but thats fine. When he's not making an ass of himself that is." Speaking of Ling making an ass of himself, he was currently crying into a pillow he thinks is Macha, due to drunkenness. It would be a sight to see...
-
[spoiler]topkek[/spoiler] He sips his drink. "You'll have to excuse if I'm a bit of a stale conversation companion... I'm not very good with women. Especially when they're as charming and beautiful as you are... it just gets me all turned upside down."
-
"To be honest, I did not know what to say when I first met you either. You are certainly big and strong.." She complimented. "Perhaps we could..meet again?"
-
"We definitely should... but the night isn't over yet. It's not too late, perhaps I could interest you to dinner?"
