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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/29/2017 5:48:49 AM
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"Well I mean its not like some loud explosion went off at my favorite bar, and some girl was laying in the middle of it.
I dunno, could be anything really."
The man smiled then, teasing Helena.
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"Guess it'll always be a mystery," [i]Hel joked back at Cody, her grin practically etched onto her lips at this point -- she'd been amused from the moment the man first opened his mouth, really.[/i] "Truly somethin' we'll never decipher. Think ya might like this, though." [i]Her hands moved away from the back of her head, left one slipping into the inside of her coat, digging through stuff and things until, at long last, she pulled a bottle that was... surprisingly, very much intact. It was whiskey, coincidentally, but the bourbon... type of it. Man, how much space did she have beneath that thing?[/i]
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Cody let out an amused huff. "You have one of those too!? Damn I thought I was the only one!" He reached into his own duster then, producing a good sized metal bottle, popping the top, alcohol was smelled then, cinnamon, whiskey. Most likely burned good going down.
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"What, the magic coat or the alcohol bottle? 'Cause the bottle I snatched b'fore I blew ev'rythin' t'high hell..." [i]Helena sorta just pushed the glass bottle into Cody's arms, her hand dipping into the great, vast, eternal abyss underneath her coat, soon bringing out a second bottle, this one a personal favourite of the pirate. Kraken Black Spiced Rum.[/i]
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"I mean, my coat is magical, but not on that level." He chuckled, sealing the bottle and tucking it away again, opening the glass one and sniffing its contents.
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[i]It smelled a bit like warm caramel and toasted vanilla, like a tasty dessert presented to him. Even deeper still, spiced chocolate dry-down and a barest hint of cherry, even just an accent of leather. It was an interesting smell, and one befitting of bourbon. Nice.[/i] "Magically stylish," [i]She jested with a light laugh, finally pausing her rummaging through all that she had hidden.[/i]
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"Hell yeah it is. And it could probably store my entire shipment in it as well. Damn that would be amazing. And quite the joke with authorities." He grinned again, downing some of the drink, then put the cap back on.
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[i]It tasted nice and rich, a bit like how it smelled -- overall just good. Either way, the shipment Cody mentioned definitely got Helena's attention, her eyes twinkling with curiosity.[/i] "Ha! Yea, yea, I can imagine... What's your shipment made of, though? What kinda things d'ya like?"
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"Closed deal, delivered to the buyer and only that buyer. I may be a low life, but I'm good at what I do."
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"I don't want ya t'deliver anythin' of your shipment t'me," [i]She retorted with a slight shrug of her shoulders,[/i] "I just wanna know what y're sellin'."
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"That I can't say, I don't expose the contents or anything in contracts."
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"How d'ya get new buyers, then? Seems like a bad business strat t'me."
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"What, keeping my contract info confidential? I put my name out there, get a deal, but don't discuss the details with anyone but the buyer."
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"A-ha, a-ha... 'n how does one b'come a buyer?" [i]Hel seemed to be pushing it for a reason, clearly intent on... becoming a buyer. Maybe she just wanted more merchandise.[/i]
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"The stuff I'm delivering, sweetheart, isn't up for grabs. Someone already bought it, paid me to get it to its destination. I'm not a trader, I'm a smuggler."
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[i]And basically, she was just rеtаrded. A silent "oh" came from the other side of the helmet, Helena's left hand semi-awkwardly tapping the back of her helm, fingertips drumming on the metal.[/i] "Ah, like that, then..."
