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| Topic Started: Mon Jul 11, 2011 1:32 am (293 Views) | |
| Vernon | Tue Aug 2, 2011 4:24 am Post #16 |
 
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Indigestion? That somethign for feeble mortals, all who lacked an iron stomach of his caliber. The mere thought almost made him laugh, but her flesh distracted his attention well enough to prevent that. She could hope for cats and cows to rain from the sky, but even with the great powers of maigc that was not a very likely event, and no doubt impossible. When she seemed to decided to try and talk of more serious matters Vernon found her choice of words odd. He couldn't say he was a great deal surprised if that was the reason why she had come. If that were the case why was she deliberately trying to get his nerves. Maybe she was just so brain addled she couldn't come up with anything more than a half-baked plan. "At least you're blunt. Before we get into discussion of what use I am to you, Tell me what use are you to me. You are delicous, but your flesh can only go so far. I would appreciate it indeed if this were a simple matter where I could simply strip all your flesh as reward," Vernon replied as he attempted to pull the rest of the arm out of the gauntlet. He partially succeded, but also desired the bits of flesh that seemed to stick to the gauntlet. He figured it would be easy enough to clean up once he was done with the with the rest of the arm and the two fingers that had managed to stay attached. He didn't know what the zombie wanted, but he was going to make sure that he got the upper hand in the deal. Hopefully reminding her how well she tasted would inspire her to conjure a very good deal in his favor. |
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