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tushanshu_ooc2016-03-30 09:24 pm
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(Her protests were interrupted by a stranger landing onto the street with a loud, booming crash - which nearly sends her onto the ground with a shocked cry as she tries to dart back out of fear of possibly being landed on.)
A-assistance? (Marie looks a little taken back by this question, she normally would just shake her head and refuse, but well, she was more than a little outnumbered and had to desire to get "rough" with anyone. But of course she gave the newcomer a look of mistrust, something she had grown to do out of the habit of having to be cautious.
She knew that the smartest thing she could have done was let them run off with the item, but the emotional, sentimental part of her just wanted her belonging back, it was a keepsake at this point. It made her feel better to carry it.)
Ma'am...? You don't have to be that formal. ("Oh god. Some sort of police?" The woman struggled to put her shields back up.) They took something from me and I just want it back first. After that...well...I don't really want anyone hurt, so yeah, I just want it back and I will just be on my way...
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For the moment Guardian stands right where he is. The woman and the kedan both look a little on edge at the moment. Moving closer might cause someone to do something stupid. Seeing how one of them has a knife, the last thing he wants is for someone to do that.]
I don't want anyone hurt either.
[Guardian looks pointedly at them. All of them.]
So how about you two return the lady's belongings and everyone goes home without causing any trouble?
[His muscles tense in case someone makes a move and he readies the riot suppression gear of his armor. Like the boy scouts always say, be prepared.]
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But when he says that he did not want to see anyone else hurt either? Well, that scored a couple of points with the woman.)
So... we are in agreement, yeah?
(Marie nods, she would prefer there not be any trouble herself, and she sticks her hand out for the knife. She could care less if they had found themselves with anything else of hers. But that? She would have a few things to say if they tried to sneak off with that.)
You know, I think that sounds fair. I just want to go home now. I don't really care what you two do, just hand me my stuff back and I won't have a problem. I can let this go, just like that. (A snap of her fingers.)
Hell, keep the purse - pretty sure most of that money is no good here anyway. I just want my knife back.
(Eventually the items are carefully placed into her hands and minus a few stares, there isn't any sign that anything more will happen than just that.
She then glances back at the stranger.)
Uh, thanks, I guess.
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His attention moves back to the civilian. The curious look he gives her remains hidden behind his helmet. All she'll see are the bright red lenses of his helmet locking on her, which might be a little unnerving to some people.]
Glad I could help.
[He doesn't leave but he doesn't move closer either.]
Gotta say, I've never seen someone ready to give up their purse for a knife.
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Never? (She lets her tone of voice sound almost playful, though she knows that it is unusual to care more about something like that than their wallets or purses.) ...Well, no one has ever accused me of being like most people.
(She lets herself be quiet for a moment. How to explain this without giving away everything? Then she just shrugged and gave a vague, short explanation.)
Well, it was gift and what can I say...I'm sentimental even if I don't like carrying it much.