"'Course!" He immediately whips him up his order with whipped cream and a maraschino cherry on top, served in a sturdy paper cup with a compostable spoon. The other might notice that he was given an extra scoop of ice cream. "Three coppers, please." And not charged for it.
"You sure that's all?" he tilts his head, handing them five copper. "Or are you just afraid, so you're placating me?" his voice, if strugels have a specific accent, does not match the profile of one.
He stops smiling and flicks one of the coppers onto the ground, taking the rest. "So that's what this is, huh? I assure you, whatever you're looking for, you're going to come away with more than you expected. I'm trying to run an honest business. And all these hitmen are starting to piss me off. This is me being nice. Being civil. I haven't killed a single man, woman, or child since I quit, and I'd rather keep it that way. I'm serving you extra well because I expect an honest review to be given to whoever paid you to come here and mess with me. Because I really do care about this sort o' stuff. Capisce, friend-o?"
"I assure you, Aldo, I'm not connected with any group you've upset." he chuckles, taking a bite of his float "Im not even a member of your species, I just thought you seeing me would shake you. I was right. All I want from is, sadly enough, to protect you, you must have some information, don't ya? In any case, taking down your 'friends' is gonna net me more money than you alone would, so it's best we work together. Is this acceptable?"
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He stops smiling and flicks one of the coppers onto the ground, taking the rest. "So that's what this is, huh? I assure you, whatever you're looking for, you're going to come away with more than you expected. I'm trying to run an honest business. And all these hitmen are starting to piss me off. This is me being nice. Being civil. I haven't killed a single man, woman, or child since I quit, and I'd rather keep it that way. I'm serving you extra well because I expect an honest review to be given to whoever paid you to come here and mess with me. Because I really do care about this sort o' stuff. Capisce, friend-o?"
"I assure you, Aldo, I'm not connected with any group you've upset." he chuckles, taking a bite of his float "Im not even a member of your species, I just thought you seeing me would shake you. I was right. All I want from is, sadly enough, to protect you, you must have some information, don't ya? In any case, taking down your 'friends' is gonna net me more money than you alone would, so it's best we work together. Is this acceptable?"
"I got nothin'. The Xanathar is a paranoid schizo-wuss who thinks he knows everythin' so he can change the truth however he likes. Read my lips, dummy." He slams the freezer shut. "I do not work with A-holes anymore. I've had my fill of bullies workin' for the mob. I'll sell ya' floats, because works o' art like these deserves ta be shared, but don't expect nothin' else. Eat your treat and scram, creepazoid."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He stops smiling and flicks one of the coppers onto the ground, taking the rest. "So that's what this is, huh? I assure you, whatever you're looking for, you're going to come away with more than you expected. I'm trying to run an honest business. And all these hitmen are starting to piss me off. This is me being nice. Being civil. I haven't killed a single man, woman, or child since I quit, and I'd rather keep it that way. I'm serving you extra well because I expect an honest review to be given to whoever paid you to come here and mess with me. Because I really do care about this sort o' stuff. Capisce, friend-o?"
"I assure you, Aldo, I'm not connected with any group you've upset." he chuckles, taking a bite of his float "Im not even a member of your species, I just thought you seeing me would shake you. I was right. All I want from is, sadly enough, to protect you, you must have some information, don't ya? In any case, taking down your 'friends' is gonna net me more money than you alone would, so it's best we work together. Is this acceptable?"
"I got nothin'. The Xanathar is a paranoid schizo-wuss who thinks he knows everythin' so he can change the truth however he likes. Read my lips, dummy." He slams the freezer shut. "I do not work with A-holes anymore. I've had my fill of bullies workin' for the mob. I'll sell ya' floats, because works o' art like these deserves ta be shared, but don't expect nothin' else. Eat your treat and scram, creepazoid."
"I tried, oh well." he chuckles, bones cracking lightly as he returns to his regular form, a tall and lanky wolf kind. "I've learned a lot in my time, and one thing is that you can't run. I just hope I get to your friends before they catch up to you, otherwise, what happens isn't my fault. Have a wonderous time, dear friend." he says, primed to walk off.
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Omi is lying on the roof of his house, soaking up the sun.
Saphuno is taking the day off, reading in front of the fire in the library
*poly boy, go* Jack has politely borrowed the kitchen, and is making some breakfast.. its worth noting that its evening.
Eito is sitting in quiet contemplation beneath and beside the house.
Thirteen has almost finished his manuscript.
Teliyan is sitting cross-legged on the counter, seemingly trying to peel a raw egg with a butter knife while whistling a King Crimson song.
Omi jumps down and sits in front of them, sighing. "I don't want anything to strain our relationship, so if you don't want this, it doesn't have to happen. I'll even destroy the rings if you want."
"Getting close, finally, huh?" she asks, looking up
Jack can't help himself to not softly sing the lyrics. "The rusted chains of prison moons.. are shattered by the sun.."
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"I got nothin'. The Xanathar is a paranoid schizo-wuss who thinks he knows everythin' so he can change the truth however he likes. Read my lips, dummy." He slams the freezer shut. "I do not work with A-holes anymore. I've had my fill of bullies workin' for the mob. I'll sell ya' floats, because works o' art like these deserves ta be shared, but don't expect nothin' else. Eat your treat and scram, creepazoid."
"I tried, oh well." he chuckles, bones cracking lightly as he returns to his regular form, a tall and lanky wolf kind. "I've learned a lot in my time, and one thing is that you can't run. I just hope I get to your friends before they catch up to you, otherwise, what happens isn't my fault. Have a wonderous time, dear friend." he says, primed to walk off.
He thinks, then sighs. "Fine. I can tell you where to find the (gp)ers, and I can tell you what I remember for what it's worth, but you're not in charge here, sicko. If I even glimpse another hitman, you won't hear another peep outta me. And don't do the shapeshifting thing."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I got nothin'. The Xanathar is a paranoid schizo-wuss who thinks he knows everythin' so he can change the truth however he likes. Read my lips, dummy." He slams the freezer shut. "I do not work with A-holes anymore. I've had my fill of bullies workin' for the mob. I'll sell ya' floats, because works o' art like these deserves ta be shared, but don't expect nothin' else. Eat your treat and scram, creepazoid."
"I tried, oh well." he chuckles, bones cracking lightly as he returns to his regular form, a tall and lanky wolf kind. "I've learned a lot in my time, and one thing is that you can't run. I just hope I get to your friends before they catch up to you, otherwise, what happens isn't my fault. Have a wonderous time, dear friend." he says, primed to walk off.
He thinks, then sighs. "Fine. I can tell you where to find the (gp)ers, and I can tell you what I remember for what it's worth, but you're not in charge here, sicko. If I even glimpse another hitman, you won't hear another peep outta me. And don't do the shapeshifting thing."
He takes out a notepad and pencil, smiling "Now we're talking. I work alone, my fiancee herself is a criminal, so it's just me, I swear. Did I claim to be in charge? No, neither of us really are right now." He realizes after a moment the lack of privacy "You wanna talk somewhere else?"
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Omi is lying on the roof of his house, soaking up the sun.
Saphuno is taking the day off, reading in front of the fire in the library
*poly boy, go* Jack has politely borrowed the kitchen, and is making some breakfast.. its worth noting that its evening.
Eito is sitting in quiet contemplation beneath and beside the house.
Thirteen has almost finished his manuscript.
Teliyan is sitting cross-legged on the counter, seemingly trying to peel a raw egg with a butter knife while whistling a King Crimson song.
Omi jumps down and sits in front of them, sighing. "I don't want anything to strain our relationship, so if you don't want this, it doesn't have to happen. I'll even destroy the rings if you want."
"Getting close, finally, huh?" she asks, looking up
Jack can't help himself to not softly sing the lyrics. "The rusted chains of prison moons.. are shattered by the sun.."
“By all means, please do not. All I want is for you to be happy. This is what matters to me.”
“Mhm. Though there’s still editing and such…” He shrugs.
“I walk a road, horizons change… the tournament’s begun…”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
Omi is lying on the roof of his house, soaking up the sun.
Saphuno is taking the day off, reading in front of the fire in the library
*poly boy, go* Jack has politely borrowed the kitchen, and is making some breakfast.. its worth noting that its evening.
Eito is sitting in quiet contemplation beneath and beside the house.
Thirteen has almost finished his manuscript.
Teliyan is sitting cross-legged on the counter, seemingly trying to peel a raw egg with a butter knife while whistling a King Crimson song.
Omi jumps down and sits in front of them, sighing. "I don't want anything to strain our relationship, so if you don't want this, it doesn't have to happen. I'll even destroy the rings if you want."
"Getting close, finally, huh?" she asks, looking up
Jack can't help himself to not softly sing the lyrics. "The rusted chains of prison moons.. are shattered by the sun.."
“By all means, please do not. All I want is for you to be happy. This is what matters to me.”
“Mhm. Though there’s still editing and such…” He shrugs.
“I walk a road, horizons change… the tournament’s begun…”
"Only if you're absolutely sure. I don't want to make you do anything you don't believe in"
"It's a step closer." she shrugs as well. "Find a publisher yet?"
He plates his food, "The purple piper plays his tune, the choir softly sings"
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He thinks, then sighs. "Fine. I can tell you where to find the (gp)ers, and I can tell you what I remember for what it's worth, but you're not in charge here, sicko. If I even glimpse another hitman, you won't hear another peep outta me. And don't do the shapeshifting thing."
He takes out a notepad and pencil, smiling "Now we're talking. I work alone, my fiancee herself is a criminal, so it's just me, I swear. Did I claim to be in charge? No, neither of us really are right now." He realizes after a moment the lack of privacy "You wanna talk somewhere else?"
"No. We do it where I want to be, and when I'm good and ready."
He takes off his left glove to reveal a bright red circle with ten spokes pointing outward, branded onto the back of his paw. "This is the Xanathar Guild symbol. You'll see it everywhere once you know it. Slaves, drugs, anything illegal has this damn logo on it. It'll lead ya to their hideout. When it comes to actually getting in, well, expect to meet some mind flayas and their pets. And wererats. And duergar. No derro or drow. If you see those you're off track."
He begins packing up his cart.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Omi is lying on the roof of his house, soaking up the sun.
Saphuno is taking the day off, reading in front of the fire in the library
*poly boy, go* Jack has politely borrowed the kitchen, and is making some breakfast.. its worth noting that its evening.
Eito is sitting in quiet contemplation beneath and beside the house.
Thirteen has almost finished his manuscript.
Teliyan is sitting cross-legged on the counter, seemingly trying to peel a raw egg with a butter knife while whistling a King Crimson song.
Omi jumps down and sits in front of them, sighing. "I don't want anything to strain our relationship, so if you don't want this, it doesn't have to happen. I'll even destroy the rings if you want."
"Getting close, finally, huh?" she asks, looking up
Jack can't help himself to not softly sing the lyrics. "The rusted chains of prison moons.. are shattered by the sun.."
“By all means, please do not. All I want is for you to be happy. This is what matters to me.”
“Mhm. Though there’s still editing and such…” He shrugs.
“I walk a road, horizons change… the tournament’s begun…”
"Only if you're absolutely sure. I don't want to make you do anything you don't believe in"
"It's a step closer." she shrugs as well. "Find a publisher yet?"
He plates his food, "The purple piper plays his tune, the choir softly sings"
“I am sure.” They nod.
Thirteen closes the book. “Well, no… but I’ve seen what kind of tripe can be put on shelves and I doubt this is too far.”
“You’re cultured, you are.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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"I assure you, Aldo, I'm not connected with any group you've upset." he chuckles, taking a bite of his float "Im not even a member of your species, I just thought you seeing me would shake you. I was right. All I want from is, sadly enough, to protect you, you must have some information, don't ya? In any case, taking down your 'friends' is gonna net me more money than you alone would, so it's best we work together. Is this acceptable?"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*mwah*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Hi goobers*
*I exist finally*
*Sorry i've been gone for basically the whole week*
"I got nothin'. The Xanathar is a paranoid schizo-wuss who thinks he knows everythin' so he can change the truth however he likes. Read my lips, dummy." He slams the freezer shut. "I do not work with A-holes anymore. I've had my fill of bullies workin' for the mob. I'll sell ya' floats, because works o' art like these deserves ta be shared, but don't expect nothin' else. Eat your treat and scram, creepazoid."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I tried, oh well." he chuckles, bones cracking lightly as he returns to his regular form, a tall and lanky wolf kind. "I've learned a lot in my time, and one thing is that you can't run. I just hope I get to your friends before they catch up to you, otherwise, what happens isn't my fault. Have a wonderous time, dear friend." he says, primed to walk off.
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
Eito is sitting in quiet contemplation beneath and beside the house.
Thirteen has almost finished his manuscript.
Teliyan is sitting cross-legged on the counter, seemingly trying to peel a raw egg with a butter knife while whistling a King Crimson song.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Not really, but I’ll choose if you like*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*ello, everyone!*
Omi jumps down and sits in front of them, sighing. "I don't want anything to strain our relationship, so if you don't want this, it doesn't have to happen. I'll even destroy the rings if you want."
"Getting close, finally, huh?" she asks, looking up
Jack can't help himself to not softly sing the lyrics. "The rusted chains of prison moons.. are shattered by the sun.."
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
He thinks, then sighs. "Fine. I can tell you where to find the (gp)ers, and I can tell you what I remember for what it's worth, but you're not in charge here, sicko. If I even glimpse another hitman, you won't hear another peep outta me. And don't do the shapeshifting thing."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He takes out a notepad and pencil, smiling "Now we're talking. I work alone, my fiancee herself is a criminal, so it's just me, I swear. Did I claim to be in charge? No, neither of us really are right now." He realizes after a moment the lack of privacy "You wanna talk somewhere else?"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Arch! I brought back soda boy!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“By all means, please do not. All I want is for you to be happy. This is what matters to me.”
“Mhm. Though there’s still editing and such…” He shrugs.
“I walk a road, horizons change… the tournament’s begun…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*hi arch!*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"Only if you're absolutely sure. I don't want to make you do anything you don't believe in"
"It's a step closer." she shrugs as well. "Find a publisher yet?"
He plates his food, "The purple piper plays his tune, the choir softly sings"
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*oh hey baalze wanna rp?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"No. We do it where I want to be, and when I'm good and ready."
He takes off his left glove to reveal a bright red circle with ten spokes pointing outward, branded onto the back of his paw. "This is the Xanathar Guild symbol. You'll see it everywhere once you know it. Slaves, drugs, anything illegal has this damn logo on it. It'll lead ya to their hideout. When it comes to actually getting in, well, expect to meet some mind flayas and their pets. And wererats. And duergar. No derro or drow. If you see those you're off track."
He begins packing up his cart.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Yes*
*I have a soda strugel.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I am sure.” They nod.
Thirteen closes the book. “Well, no… but I’ve seen what kind of tripe can be put on shelves and I doubt this is too far.”
“You’re cultured, you are.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.