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*Sighs, and removes some caltraps from her cloak. She sprinkles them around just inside the door, and returns to bed.*

*stands outside the room hears her moving around, *caltraps* she doesn't trust him then, but thats not news to him, he remembers a time when she looked to him and loved him as he loves her*

*sighs*

*Walks in, ignores anything that may be going on, sits at the bar.*

[Hussassan] Saké.

[Barman] What?

[Hussassan] Saké. You know, rice wine.

[Barman] Don't serve none of that barbarian stuff round these parts.

[Hussassan] *Flashes his guns.*

Don't serve none of it...That's a double negative. That means you do have some.

[Barman] Wot chyu tryin ta pul. Ah told ya, we don't never got none a that foreign stuff. Have something else or get out.

[Hussassan] *Whips out his automatic pistol.* Sir, I tend to get what I want...

<*points to sign which explains that they do in fact stock everything*>

*Stands up from the bed and, without lighting any candles, unsheatheathes his sword and thrusts it, hilt deep, through the wall into Shairi's room, about an inch to the side of where she is, and withdraws it*

Could you please keep it down in there?

*Rolls over.*

Depends! Could you please fix the hole in my wall?

*Stands. The time for sleep was over, anyway.*

*She walks on silent feet to the window, and seemingly from nowhere produces a can of oil. After oiling the hinges, she pushes it open, swings her legs out on the sill, and throws a grappling hook into the gutter. After a pull on it to be secure, she jumps from the window and disappears over the rooftops.*

*No good assassin uses the stairs when she doesn't have to.*

*removes some clay from his bag and plugs the hole in the wall before returning to his bed*

* A hooded figure enters. Dressed in black leather, with no flesh showing what so ever, He heads towards the corner. Kicking back a stool (should've gone before he left) he settles onto a bench and lies down. *

* A trail of dust follows his steps from door to table. *

* A wisp of smoke breaks free of the figure *

* The nausious smell of bad eggs pervades the room *

* A strong gust of wind blows around the bar, extinguishing the lights as it passes. All is dark! *

*hears her window escape and follows at a safe distance*

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*Gets up and, avoiding the caltrops, rebuckles his sword belt, dons his great coat and leaves. Also Managing to avoid crunching the glass outside his door*

*Puts his gun away and gets a saké at long last.*

Thanks. See how easy it is when you just obey your customers.

*Turns to Outrider.*

I swear, the only way to get anything these days is from behind a gun. Anyway I'm new here, how about yourself?

*Sits at the bar and ponders the lady in the room next to his*

*gets up and leaves to have a look around the town*

Haviong levitated outside the rooms and over heard the assasin's conversation, glides silently behind her. He knows he is not allowed to interfere, merely observe and report back, but will not let anything happen to liliandra.

*Snaps fingers and all the lighting returns. Straps ssplint to fingers *

'New in but been around'

'Care for a warm beer?'

Liquid's nose twitches.
Manifests beside Outrider.

Ah, Outrider,me old mucker. Mines a pint of ice cold.

Greetings Liquid Warrior! Still moving well, I see, or rather I didn't see.

Barkeep! 2 Warm ales and one ice cold if you please.

*Tosses a gold dubloon onto the table. Hesitates, thinks of the conotations and rolls back time a fraction and decides to spin the coin onto the table instead*