"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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