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Dec 16, 2003 4:50:19 GMT
Post by Rimmer on Dec 16, 2003 4:50:19 GMT
"Well that's a relief!" Rimmer wiped his brow. "No complicated inns. I remember when I had to chase one down for you so that you could rest after you 'saved me.'"
"Don't stay a stranger ok? I miss you, and I still owe you, and all that blather. Besides, I may ask you to put a bogey on that pirate looking guy..." Pimmer paused here, and knotted his fists in frustration.
"Well, at least promise you'll write or somesuch." He sipped his ale, and found the mug to be sadly emptied. Empty was an unsatisfactory word to Rimmer's ears. "Ale, ma'am!" he called.
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Dec 19, 2003 20:26:51 GMT
Post by Inagoahoma on Dec 19, 2003 20:26:51 GMT
Creymen walked back into the bar and said to the man he had thretened before "I knew I remenbered you, your the butt-goblin who I saw ordering money back from a dear freind of mine and he hired me to seek you out and take you back to him so you could settle it with him, no violence (sorry about earlier) and he also wanted to ask you another question."
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Dec 19, 2003 21:40:07 GMT
Post by Rimmer on Dec 19, 2003 21:40:07 GMT
Rimmer was bleary eyed at all the man said. He walked in here and spewed out all this evidence of organised crime, constructed solely around Rimmer.
He honestly had no clue what the man was talking about. And besides, he handled thousands of cases over time. He remembered no one in particular.
Unless he smegged up too often. Then he would have a mental likeness of the person because they keep showing up all the time. Rimmer guessed that the friend of this sea dog didn't really fit the bill.
"Shoot," he goaded.
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Dec 19, 2003 22:05:15 GMT
Post by Inagoahoma on Dec 19, 2003 22:05:15 GMT
"He wants you to go to see him for dinner at 6pm for personal buisness, he would not say what about."
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Dec 21, 2003 17:57:44 GMT
Post by Rimmer on Dec 21, 2003 17:57:44 GMT
"I'll get my horse ready." Rimmer affirmed, still confused as hell.
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Dec 21, 2003 20:44:55 GMT
Post by Inagoahoma on Dec 21, 2003 20:44:55 GMT
"Oh and also I forgot to say I know one more thing, he admires your sort of character thats why he wanted to see you."
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Dec 21, 2003 21:26:58 GMT
Post by Rimmer on Dec 21, 2003 21:26:58 GMT
"How flattering," he said, sipping the ale in hand. "It'll be fun meeting him I s'pose. No trouble.
"Now you run along and tell him I'll be ready. I'm still catching up with an ol' friend here." He sat down placently at his table.
Even though, looking at his watch he could see that he'd have to dismiss Dalamar very soon.
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Dec 21, 2003 21:46:17 GMT
Post by Inagoahoma on Dec 21, 2003 21:46:17 GMT
Creymen walked to the bar and asked for an ale, the barkeep came back very quickly, Creymen gulped down the ale as quick as he could and walked out of the door to the carrage waiting outside.
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Dec 22, 2003 13:14:11 GMT
Post by Kitsun on Dec 22, 2003 13:14:11 GMT
Getting rid of Dalamar would be quite simple, for she had her head pillowed on her arms, sound asleep.
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Dec 22, 2003 15:52:21 GMT
Post by Largo LeGrande on Dec 22, 2003 15:52:21 GMT
Largo went up to the table where Dalamar was sleeping, and tuned down the lantern above it.
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Dec 25, 2003 18:39:14 GMT
Post by Inagoahoma on Dec 25, 2003 18:39:14 GMT
Craymen arrived at the house his freind lived at and his freind greeted him warmly. Craymen said "He has agreed to come and will be here shrtly the man said "very well."
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Dec 25, 2003 23:23:17 GMT
Post by Rimmer on Dec 25, 2003 23:23:17 GMT
Rimmer didn't exactly look forward to it, but he bid Dalamar a farewell by placing a mint on her pillow, and left the tavern.
He later rode upon horseback to the adress given to him.
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Dec 25, 2003 23:42:22 GMT
Post by Inagoahoma on Dec 25, 2003 23:42:22 GMT
Craymen was waiting outside for him "Just this way umm whats your name?"
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Dec 26, 2003 5:25:54 GMT
Post by Rimmer on Dec 26, 2003 5:25:54 GMT
He followed. "It's Rimmer."
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Dec 26, 2003 20:05:11 GMT
Post by Inagoahoma on Dec 26, 2003 20:05:11 GMT
"Well Rimmer he has been very anxious to see you." and continued down the hallway of the house until he came to a dining room and opened the door, the room was full of gold and silver whick twinkled in the light from the windows. "Here is your man, his name is Rimmer." He said to the man sitting at the table. "Have a seat Rimmer we have lots to discuss, by the way my name is david."
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