(ooc:

Mistral, my character is an independent creature and she may find you a bit too girly, but forgive me/her, we are but extreme tom-boys.
(Overlooking the fact that our families had a conflict... Eh heh heh, fallen palidin, cough cough.) 
OK then! I think you people need to realize that my computer gets cut off from the internet at 9 p.m. (midnight on weekends) and will NOT come on at 4 in the morning.

Damn my parents eh? ANYWAY, back to the role-playing my blinded canines!)
Maverick
~He looks around satisfied at the carnage, a chaotic gleam in his eye. He nods his head to Kazara.~ "Aye m'lady, would be our next stop. If I'm not mistaken Chani will still be in the bridge district." ~The assassin acknowledges the sorcerer.~ "You're welcome to follow." ~He gestures for them both to follow, waving a gloved hand. A jovial hum echoes from his throat medolically through the air as they trude from the slums.~
Chani
~She bites her lower lip to keep from chuckling, her eyes darting about mischievously. She scratches the back of her head and looks at Larry.~ "We just stirred things up a bit..." ~She chuckles avoidingly and looks at Deiter, nudging him with her elbow.~ "Right?"