<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132592.msg5902030#msg5902030">Quote from: avorae on 22-02-2012, 05:13:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">With a snap of her finger the V.R. Scene changes from the Serene garden to one of a dojo. Standing up from her meditation she looks over at Zell. “Sure I'll like to take some of that money off your hands but well do it my way.”  She says as she waves him over.<br/><br/>“How about a little sparing match lets say $50 bucks per successful strike and $100 for a take-down.”<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132592.msg5902323#msg5902323">Quote from: Wheresmycow on 22-02-2012, 06:02:56</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"No takers for the coffee then I guess.  I'll put them in a fridge for later."<br/><br/>Hearing his co-workers talk about gambling and laying bets, Isaac's fingers began to twitch eagerly.<br/>&lt;&lt;No.&gt;&gt;<br/>&lt;&lt;Absolutely not!  That's how you got into this mess in the first place.&gt;&gt;<br/>&lt;&lt;It'll all go wrong!&gt;&gt;<br/>Sighing quietly, Isaac looked at Mia, "Someone is confident if you're willing to set the wager that high right off the bat."<br/><br/>"And Theta, would we also ignore friction and gravity, or just the ball?  Because it'd be a bit of an issue for everyone except for me and you if those no longer applied."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Of course she's confident, she knows that I only have training with a sword or my pistols in close range combat, hand to hand she would easily kick my butt, which is why I never agree to play the game her way... unless it's in private... than I love wrestling her, getting all hot and sweaty and other things that can be taken out of context."<br/><br/>Zell chuckled as he stood up and decided to check his equipment, pulling the two pistols attached to his hip and spinning them before returning them to the magnetic holsters. Then he reached over his back and griped the handle of the sword feeling the sheath open and he swung his blade a few times before returning it. Finally he pulled the sniper rifle and looked through the scope before returning it to his lower back just above his rump.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132592.msg5902961#msg5902961">Quote from: Syene on 22-02-2012, 07:21:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Rina wandered, or more accurately floated, into the lounge, her sandal-clad feet a few centimeters off the ground. When in the base, she appeared to anyone using a datachip as she did on the rare occasions she manifested in this world physically, but translucent and surrounded by a faint aura. She'd spent some time with Theta perfecting the program that allowed her to appear and the delay between whatever movements she cared to make and her speaking was minimal. Looking to be in her early 20s, she was a petite Japanese woman with long, dark hair, dressed in a neat, mid-thigh-length skirt and a pretty blouse.<br/><br/>She smiled at her co-workers and said pleasantly, "Good afternoon..."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Good afternoon Rina, welcome to the party."