To whom this may concern.

[a_noble_thief]

General Cross Marian: We have your woman. If you'd like her back, meet me in the industrial district in the ship warehouse. Please come get her soon, she's driving us bloody mad. If not, I'm sure one of the local fishermen would be interested in crab bait.

Comments

[oh_immortal]

....WELL I MUST SAY THAT I AM RATHER CROSS ABOUT ALL OF THIS. And I'm a naturally cheery inebriated sort.

But that's beside the point. What the hell are you doing with her anyway? It's about damn time you let her go. Really now.

[a_noble_thief]

If you were REALLY Cross, we wouldn't be having a problem! 'Rather' isn't good enough.

[oh_immortal]

...what are you playing at?!!?

[a_noble_thief]

Maybe you should go back to drinking, and leave this discussion to the adults.

[bomba_del_sesso]

[bomba_del_sesso]

Claire...

[bomba_del_sesso]

Bring. Her. Back.

[a_noble_thief]

Would you like a handkerchief first?

[bomba_del_sesso]

Are you deaf?

Bring. Her. Back.

[a_noble_thief]

Considering this is through written script- I would think hearing wouldn't matter in the equation. Also, NO.

[solidor_heir]

Balthier...didn't I warn you about getting into trouble? ^^; Oh dear. Well, I've always admired your...creative way of handling things and I hope you bring no harm to Miss Claire.

[a_noble_thief]

Trust me, Larsa. You'll be back in the Empire soon enough.