IC: [ac] "Leland...", Mars mumbled under his breath. "Mars Leland Morand". Listening to Ez, Mars felt confusion. He took off his hat and brought it to his face, examining it, making sure he wasn't ripped off all those years ago. The sticker, however, was unexpected.
Any other day, Mars may have questioned how someone got this sticker. It was oddly specific. Or maybe why they would do this (Mars didn't make enemies that quick (right?)). But this was not one of those day, because this day, Mars was within a small group that hadn't moved from a small area, so the culprit was amongst them...and Mars had an idea who. Turning to Flace, with a contorted 'grin', on his face, Mars looked at him sternly, still keeping the grin. "Forget what I said to Levitica," Mars began sinisterly. "I've got something special in mind for you."
Mars redirected his attention to the talk of the mine. It's big, and homey. His sort of thing, with some obvious redecorating. Not worth 15k, oh no, this was worth more like...a full siege with fire and sword.
(OOC: I figured out a great idea for the next RPG)
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Last edited by MarsMudoken; 06-05-2011 at 01:42 AM..
: I added 'sinister'. I love that word. Some other stuff too.
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