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  1. Max Kouser

    Private Tales Money of Clandestine Means

    The carriage pulled up in front of her Townhouse and a man dressed in his characteristic white colored suit and immaculately groomed blond hair hopped out and knocked on her door. As soon as Inara was at the door he gave her a brief smile. "Everything is set, today's the day and we've been...
  2. Max Kouser

    Private Tales Money of Clandestine Means

    He shrugged. "Yeah, kinda. And that's not a very serious question. But if you don't that's fine, we can always unman him the traditional way if we want to make him suffer. Or we can make it quick and get on with our day, quick and painful to get him out of our lives with a nice send-off."
  3. Max Kouser

    Private Tales Money of Clandestine Means

    He grinned evilly, "Yeah, we kill a gods damned disrespectful noble. We may not hear from my guys for a few days, but we can still get our part ready." He took another bite of bread. "Do you have any really tall... Really sharp high heals? I wonder how many octaves his voice can go up if you...
  4. Max Kouser

    Private Tales Money of Clandestine Means

    He smirked. "Nothing's changed then." Chuckling he dipped his bread in the soup and took a bite. "So, where do we go from here?" He asked. "Tomorrow your going to visit your mage. Then what?"
  5. Max Kouser

    Private Tales Money of Clandestine Means

    He raised an eyebrow at that. He has his back to her so it was to himself. Told him the truth about what? That she'd almost died on his watch? That she might be knocked up? Context was important here and she'd given none yet. He let out a sigh of relief and finished filling their bowls. That...
  6. Max Kouser

    Private Tales Money of Clandestine Means

    He took her bowl and went into the kitchen to serve them both seconds. Max didn't stop ladling soup, but he was on guard again. He played it off casually. "Oh? What'd he have to say?"
  7. Max Kouser

    Private Tales Money of Clandestine Means

    He waved off her apology. "It's behind us now, I'm over it. I've fucked my frustrations out on you. I'm simply educating you on the frail thread that is mortality. There's nothing else you could have done with the level of skill you have, you were lucky. Don't rely on luck next time." He...
  8. Max Kouser

    Private Tales Money of Clandestine Means

    He laughed at her joke, taking another bite of soup and bread. "I can't be around you all the time. You want to know how to fight so that you don't die when you do something stupid and I'm not there. You're lucky that they decided to torture you first, they could have just as easily slit your...
  9. Max Kouser

    Private Tales Money of Clandestine Means

    He nodded. "A stab is situational. You need to be really close to your opponent, and sometimes it even depends on what weapon you're using. But in general, a stab has to go for internal organs and if you don't know where those are, any hardened fighter could power through it." He took another...
  10. Max Kouser

    Private Tales Money of Clandestine Means

    Max brought the bread to the table as ordered, the memory of her kiss lingering on his lips as he pulled out the seat for her and scooted it back in before going to take the seat opposite of her at the other bowl. "It was a good stab. It would do some damage, but it's not the most efficient...
  11. Max Kouser

    Private Tales Money of Clandestine Means

    He sidestepped and caught her wrist as it went by. It was a test, he didn't know if she could do it, but she did. She didn't waver in her aim to allow for her blade to miss if he didn't get out of the way, and she stabbed with enough speed and force to drive it deep... And enough speed that if...
  12. Max Kouser

    Private Tales Money of Clandestine Means

    He stared at her for a moment, measuring her. He learned from necessity at a young age, and he's seen her fight. She's not good at fighting, but she's not bad either... She could stab a man, but could she actually kill? He nodded and flipped the knife around and offered her the handle. "Stab me...
  13. Max Kouser

    Private Tales Money of Clandestine Means

    It wasn't snark, he was simply saying, "why not? It smells good, let's taste it and see if they compare." But apparently she misinterpreted. He took the knife and immediately went to work, cutting the warm bread into slices. Cutting into bread was different than cutting into a body, the knife...
  14. Max Kouser

    Private Tales Money of Clandestine Means

    He considered a moment... He wondered how wise it would be after their close call earlier for him to stay and tempt fate again. Then again, he had more self control than that, if there was any one person in all of Arethil he could trust, it was himself. "Sure, let's see if it tastes as good as...
  15. Max Kouser

    Private Tales Money of Clandestine Means

    "Hey." He repeated in response as he entered. He went to the table while she went to the kitchen, but the click of the lock in the door instantly put him on guard. He scanned the room as he collected his weapons and took note of her preparations. He couldn't help but smile a little. "What's all...