"Well, hello there dear. I didn't expect to see you so soon."
"Oh, hush Reaver; you know exactly what I'm here for."
"Yes, about that – are you sure you wouldn't like a closer look at my more personal weaponry."
"Please, Reaver, just give me what I came here for – the trek from Bowerstone has been a tiring one."
"But what did you come here for, Sparrow darling?"
"The gun, you fool."
"But what gun?"
"The one I asked for."
"The one you asked for directly, or the one you secretly ask for everytime you come here?"
"Damn it Reaver, what are you on about?"
"I'm simply saying, I might have a gun in my possession that you might enjoy more."
"Uh-hu."
"It has a thicker barrel."
"…"
"And far more fire power."
"…"
"It's long too – got good reach."
"…Please.."
"Please what, darling?"
"Please shut up, Reaver."
"Or what?"
"Or I'll beat you again."
"Oh, that is rather kinky, my little minx-"
"DAMMIT REAVER!"
A/N: This is Fable 2 Reaver, so he's going to be a lot more eecentric, charming, flamboyant and smexy than the big meany in Fable 3 (But I still loved him!)
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