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<blockquote data-quote="Binder Fred" data-source="post: 5685280" data-attributes="member: 63746">Sloor's eyes go wide (and that's saying a lot), though it's in a pleasantly surprised way. &quot;Fu-rek. Looks like I brought a fork to a mind fight.&quot; He looks at his chosen weapon as if somehow *it* had betrayed him before using it to drop the hawk tail in Mir's plate/bowl/whatever it is. &quot;Accept my unconditional surrender, Sra.&quot; His lower right hand mimes a grandiose courtoisie, grin above all scoundrel.&lt;Resposne Mir?&gt;&quot;Dan't suppawsse you crawssed any 'embassy' either, right? That's the place we want taw avawid when the reps are here this week,&quot; he 'explains', not waiting for an answer. &quot;Think it's separate frawm the main quarters - fawtified prawbably, paranawid sawns awf N'zoth - saw keeping away shawldn't be *taw* much awf a prawblem, right?&quot; He offers a grin deeply steeped in dark humour.&lt;Response any?&gt;&quot;Fair enawgh, Sra, but let's check anyway.&quot; He leans way back on his chair and twists around so he's more or less facing a lean and mean looking trandoshan on the next table over: &quot;Hey friend! When's the next qualifier fawr the rattatak melee, daw you knaw? If you're entry level, I mean.&quot;&lt;Response Trandoshan?&gt;EDIT= The next question is likely going to be: &quot;Who daw we talk taw abawt that?&quot;[OOC]Short on time now, folks. Missing bits tomorrow.[/OOC]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Binder Fred, post: 5685280, member: 63746"] Sloor's eyes go wide (and that's saying a lot), though it's in a pleasantly surprised way. [COLOR="Plum"]"Fu-rek. Looks like I brought a fork to a mind fight."[/COLOR] He looks at his chosen weapon as if somehow *it* had betrayed him before using it to drop the hawk tail in Mir's plate/bowl/whatever it is. [COLOR="Plum"]"Accept my unconditional surrender, Sra."[/COLOR] His lower right hand mimes a grandiose [I]courtoisie[/I], grin above all scoundrel. [COLOR="Gray"]<Resposne Mir?>[/COLOR] [COLOR="Plum"]"Dan't suppawsse you crawssed any 'embassy' either, right? That's the place we want taw avawid when the reps are here this week,"[/COLOR] he 'explains', not waiting for an answer. [COLOR="Plum"]"Think it's separate frawm the main quarters - fawtified prawbably, paranawid sawns awf N'zoth - saw keeping away shawldn't be *taw* much awf a prawblem, right?"[/COLOR] He offers a grin deeply steeped in dark humour. [COLOR="Gray"]<Response any?>[/COLOR] [COLOR="Plum"]"Fair enawgh, Sra, but let's check anyway." [/COLOR]He leans way back on his chair and twists around so he's more or less facing a lean and mean looking trandoshan on the next table over: [COLOR="Plum"]"Hey friend! When's the next qualifier fawr the rattatak melee, daw you knaw? If you're entry level, I mean."[/COLOR] [COLOR="Gray"]<Response Trandoshan?>[/COLOR] EDIT= The next question is likely going to be: [COLOR="Plum"]"Who daw we talk taw abawt that?"[/COLOR] [OOC]Short on time now, folks. Missing bits tomorrow.[/OOC] [/QUOTE]

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