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As the pair approach the bar Kador notices Denak out of the corner of his eye, he looks somewhat interested in the pair. Kador gives a slight wave, gestures for the woman behind him to follow, they make their way through the nightclub to the bar.

"Denak, Ashaltiasten." says Kador, proffering a hand to the Intaki. "How are you these days?"

He gestures to the woman behind him.

She is tall and mortal, perhaps reaching five foot eight, has a darker ocher skin tone, her facial features are soft, tapered eye lashes hover over startling grey/violet eyes, full lips. Her slim features are attractive, somewhat, she is lean, muscled, almost stringy. Hardly a day over 22 by most eyes, yet could pass for younger.
She wears a flowing silken dress, crimson almost in the light, but more like to have been some deep vermillion shade, cut in a low neck line, plunging, something Kador definitely did not approve of, exposing much of her slim form, yet concealing the small of her back.

A long flowing lock of raven black hair over her right shoulder, doing an admirable job, yet not disguising, a pale ropy scar on her neck and shoulder which seemed to run down onto her back, a remnant of some long passed trauma.

She also proffers a hand, in a more feminine gesture of greeting

"Ashaltiasten" She says softly " A pleasure to meet a friend of Kado.... uh my Master's"

Denak swiftly stands up from his stool to give the pair a respectful bow, before accepting the offered hands and shaking them, first Kador's and then his companion's. "Namas, pleasure to meet you." He greets before sitting back on his stool to sip at his tea again.

"I didn't know you were a holder, what's her name?" He asks curiously, eyeing the woman over with curiosity, she certainly had interesting characteristics to her, but his gaze didn't linger for long as to not give Kador a wrong impression, looking back at him.


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True Adamance PIE Inc. Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris 2093	Posted - 2013.09.18 03:35:00 - [1] - Quote Kador enters the bar rather self consciously after having quietly left Folkvangr, it probably wasn't his scene, what purpose did an off duty Amarrian Templar have in Minmatar run establishment any way. He is in his leisure clone, his short cropped brown hair is a mess, stubble is growing on his cheeks, almost what one might consider the beginnings of a beard. He holds a certain swagger to his step, not one of social skills of presence but of one who is with purpose. He flicks his hazel eyes across the bar to a reflective mirror nestled against a wall. He notes the strong aquiline features of his face, he marvels somewhat, it has been a long time since he has seen his former mortal appearance. All about his light swirl and the throbbing pulse of the music drowns out his peripheral sound, something he had been trained to be aware of. He doesn't like it, but with the sheer mass of bodies pressing in against him, the tang of sweat in the air, and the flashing lights all about he feels at home, this is almost like the **** pit of his Tank. He pushes through two racially clad Gallenteans, somewhat disgusted by their appearance. Skin tight leather? Such a display of the female form was almost a sin. He shook his head and continued on the bar. He see's 21 at the bar, loud and boisterous as ever, sends him a curt nod from the bar. He calls the bartender, asks for some Athran Spiced Wine. The bartender laughs in his face. He levels a venomous look, but changes his mind just orders whatever, sliding his account details across the bar.
True Adamance PIE Inc. Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris 2107	Posted - 2013.09.18 20:46:00 - [2] - Quote Meanwhile Adamance is still sipping on the almost fluorescent blue alcohol the bartender put in front of him. He looks around at the other occupants downing drinks in single gulps. Tips back his head, feels the rush as the alcohol sloshes down his throat. He comes out coughing, eyes watering, throat on fire. "Bartender. GET ME ANOTHER!"
True Adamance PIE Inc. Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris 2112	Posted - 2013.09.19 00:48:00 - [3] - Quote Jedah McClintock wrote: Jedah McClintock tipped his hat when the Gallente woman in the tight fitting getup offered to introduce him to the proprietor, "I would be flattered if he took the time to talk with me, miss." The lively club scene was a refreshing change of pace, and compared to the constant sound of gunfire the music wasn't half bad. In spite of his bulk, the Minmatar mercenary was able to move through the crowd. While in combat he was able to maintain his composure he became more than a little flustered when he thought one of the women dancing unintentionally brushed against him. Concentrating on how a nanohive was able to restore a unit's ammunition and armor took his mind off the embarrassment. What he needed most was a stiff drink, and he spared no time getting the bartender's attention, "Whiskey." "Rough day?" Kador asked from the seat beside him. The Liquor had done its work, he wasn't nearly no nervous as he had been walking into the club, that coupled with the comfortably close confined of the pulsing dancefloor made Kador feel much more confident. Sure the man beside him, was Matari, that made no matter in the end.
True Adamance PIE Inc. Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris 2115	Posted - 2013.09.19 02:11:00 - [4] - Quote Jedah McClintock wrote: "Yup," Jedah replied, "Getting contracts where I'm facing better armed and more disciplined soldiers, my teammates are still green, greener than me anyway. It's like trying to roll the biggest beehive ever up a sheer cliff." Jedah took a sip from his glass, "But it's still better than digging ditches." The other fellow was Amarr but Jedah wasn't too worried about him attempting to Reclaim the bar any time soon. "Shore leave" he assured the Matari, noting a slight look of concern on the soldiers face. "Its off the books now I guess, but I know the feeling. Sometimes its hard with all the new meat the send to us. Guess that's why I'm here," he gestures at the drink wearily. He looks about the club again, as if trying to surmise what he was seeing. He sees the Gallente woman from earlier still looking at him, he shudders at the sight of her... He wonders if Satja would have spent time here had she known of the place. His shore leave was here shore leave he supposed. If she wasn't his aide then he guessed she was a free Matari but this place, he was not sure he could condone it. He catches a flash from the other side of the club, a vaguely familiar silver refraction of the light, as the florescent colours pulse in the bar, the flash coalesces into an ornate silver neck band, his binding band. "Blast and Damnation."
True Adamance PIE Inc. Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris 2157	Posted - 2013.09.20 22:21:00 - [5] - Quote Kador looks out across the crowd. He can see it clearly now. The ornate silver promise choker. The tanned, lean, distinctly Vhrekior face of his servant Satja. He strides through the crowd, pushing two Gallenteans out of the way, roughly, ignoring their cries of anger at the distruption, and rounds on the young Matari woman. She is clad in a soft silken dress, short, not the sort of thing he ever expected to see her in. Through the pulsating lights he can see her face light up as she sees him, a soft ghost of smile for only a second until she see the look on his face. "Kador" she greets him. ' I was hoping to see you here... this place.... its fanastic...." He cuts her off. 'The hell are you doing here? This isn't the place for you" She gives him a disapproving hurt look. "Lord's sake Kador, its a night club, not the seat of all evil. I mean you are here aren't you?" Another gallentean woman, sidles up to the pair, again Kador brushes her off roughly with a dark look. She slinks away into the crowd, He returns his attentions to the younger Matari woman, then the crowd. She shouldn't be here, he thought to himself. "Look I'm just here to dance, have something to drink, and see what the whole big deal about this place is about?" He was conflicted somewhat, the alcohol had been getting to him. What if some scummy Gallentean tried to seduce her. As her guardian how could he live with himself. Not only that but he had an almost elementary school concept of nightclubs from his youth, as seedy dens of corruption, drugs, and such, despite this being the first nightclub he had ever been to. Sinner, he berated himself. "I shouldn't be." He countered. "Neither should you.... not In that...." He trailed off embarrassed, looking down at the crimson dress. He glanced around, could see the eyes of some patrons already on him, some with mild looks of amusement, others of disapproval, some with and entirely different look, directed past him at the woman. "Damnation" he muttered again. " Just stick close if you can." Her face lit up once again, that same smile, long ago on Iesa. He could never say no to that. "Absolutely Kador.... uh Sir... uh...." " Stick close lets get you your drink, your dance, and get it out of your system .... and if another Gallentean looks at you funny..... I'm going to break his nose". He said the last part quietly, under his breath.
True Adamance PIE Inc. Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris 2207	Posted - 2013.09.22 01:20:00 - [6] - Quote Denak Kalamari wrote: Denak simply bows his head to Jakar when he goes off to talk to other people, noticing that one more tea was delivered to him on the bar. He didn't want it to go to waste, so instead he remained in the nightclub, looking around inquisitively at the people, especially at Mistaahh and Kador. His and Kador's gazes seemed to meet for a brief moment too, simply tilting his head slightly in curiosity as he got a glimpse of his female companion, before going back to his tea. As the pair approach the bar Kador notices Denak out of the corner of his eye, he looks somewhat interested in the pair. Kador gives a slight wave, gestures for the woman behind him to follow, they make their way through the nightclub to the bar. "Denak, Ashaltiasten." says Kador, proffering a hand to the Intaki. "How are you these days?" He gestures to the woman behind him. She is tall and mortal, perhaps reaching five foot eight, has a darker ocher skin tone, her facial features are soft, tapered eye lashes hover over startling grey/violet eyes, full lips. Her slim features are attractive, somewhat, she is lean, muscled, almost stringy. Hardly a day over 22 by most eyes, yet could pass for younger. She wears a flowing silken dress, crimson almost in the light, but more like to have been some deep vermillion shade, cut in a low neck line, plunging, something Kador definitely did not approve of, exposing much of her slim form, yet concealing the small of her back. A long flowing lock of raven black hair over her right shoulder, doing an admirable job, yet not disguising, a pale ropy scar on her neck and shoulder which seemed to run down onto her back, a remnant of some long passed trauma. She also proffers a hand, in a more feminine gesture of greeting "Ashaltiasten" She says softly " A pleasure to meet a friend of Kado.... uh my Master's"
True Adamance PIE Inc. Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris 2214	Posted - 2013.09.22 12:34:00 - [7] - Quote Denak Kalamari wrote: True Adamance wrote: As the pair approach the bar Kador notices Denak out of the corner of his eye, he looks somewhat interested in the pair. Kador gives a slight wave, gestures for the woman behind him to follow, they make their way through the nightclub to the bar. "Denak, Ashaltiasten." says Kador, proffering a hand to the Intaki. "How are you these days?" He gestures to the woman behind him. She is tall and mortal, perhaps reaching five foot eight, has a darker ocher skin tone, her facial features are soft, tapered eye lashes hover over startling grey/violet eyes, full lips. Her slim features are attractive, somewhat, she is lean, muscled, almost stringy. Hardly a day over 22 by most eyes, yet could pass for younger. She wears a flowing silken dress, crimson almost in the light, but more like to have been some deep vermillion shade, cut in a low neck line, plunging, something Kador definitely did not approve of, exposing much of her slim form, yet concealing the small of her back. A long flowing lock of raven black hair over her right shoulder, doing an admirable job, yet not disguising, a pale ropy scar on her neck and shoulder which seemed to run down onto her back, a remnant of some long passed trauma. She also proffers a hand, in a more feminine gesture of greeting "Ashaltiasten" She says softly " A pleasure to meet a friend of Kado.... uh my Master's" Denak swiftly stands up from his stool to give the pair a respectful bow, before accepting the offered hands and shaking them, first Kador's and then his companion's. "Namas, pleasure to meet you." He greets before sitting back on his stool to sip at his tea again. "I didn't know you were a holder, what's her name?" He asks curiously, eyeing the woman over with curiosity, she certainly had interesting characteristics to her, but his gaze didn't linger for long as to not give Kador a wrong impression, looking back at him. Kador shrugs apologetically. " This is Satja of the Vherikior.... and no quite right I'm not a Holder in a traditional sense." "Indeed" Satja nods. "I am technically under another Holder's authority, but serve Ka...Master here as a sort of retainer." As if to give his approval Kador nods, he gestures to the bar man "Anything specific?" he asks the pair. Satja shakes her head, its plain she is enjoying the nightclub immensely.
True Adamance PIE Inc. Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris 2225	Posted - 2013.09.23 02:52:00 - [8] - Quote Denak Kalamari wrote: True Adamance wrote: Kador shrugs apologetically. " This is Satja of the Vherikior.... and no quite right I'm not a Holder in a traditional sense." "Indeed" Satja nods. "I am technically under another Holder's authority, but serve Ka...Master here as a sort of retainer." "Ah, I see. Apologies for misunderstanding." he apologizes, nodding once again before adding: "Pleasure to meet you Satja, I'm Denak Kalamari, Intaki by birth." True Adamance wrote: As if to give his approval Kador nods, he gestures to the bar man "Anything specific?" he asks the pair. Satja shakes her head, its plain she is enjoying the nightclub immensely. Denak lifts up his cup of tea for the two, before taking another sip. "The tea here is quite good, you should try ordering one." "Thank you Denak" says Kador, rather jovially. He was glad the first person he had seen was the Intaki, of all the Gallenteans in New Eden Denak was one of the few he might regret taking a swing at either out of respect, or of the odd aura of calmness he seemed to exude. " I might just take your advice" he continued, but a sharp look from Satja told him she would not be satisfied with tea. He ordered the drinks, handed the cool glass to Satja, who took it without word but with a quick smile, that suggested she was happy with the current situation. The three of them lapsed into a companionable silence, perhaps waiting for a change of song, or perhaps for one of the other club goers to something. Kador tensed his fist, if they were Gallentean it was probably worth being prepared....
True Adamance PIE Inc. Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris 2301	Posted - 2013.09.26 10:43:00 - [9] - Quote Denak Kalamari wrote: Denak simply continues sipping his drink after Kador and Satja got their own, watching his surroundings. He never considered himself a Gallentean, far from it, he was trying his best to separate himself from the Gallente and be just an Intaki, without any greater race to serve. However if Kador were to try swinging at him, or anyone else for that matter, he wouldn't hesitate to counter it. As he kept drinking his tea, he noticed Kador tensing his fist, perking up an eyebrow. "You're not thinking they're going to pounce and try beat you to death for no reason?" The off duty Templar sighs, then relaxes. 'I suppose not" he relents releasing the tension in his hand, begrudgingly though, his tone is still disapproving, though not directed at Denak himself. "Seem's I'm always on edge around Gallenteans though...." he seems to think better of the statement. "Intaki of course being the exception." Behind him Satja busies herself talking with a Caldari woman, the pair are animatedly discussing the music in the club and the drinks on hand. Demel Derpovsky wrote: A figure of peculiar complexion walks smoothly towards them. A figure of a completely androgynous build with a slender core, a slightly shorter size, very dark brown long hair tied back with several bangs sweeping in front of the eyes and sides, and possibly tanned skin complexion. It moves to them with hands embedded in a Caldari fashion coat pocket, the two lengths joined and the colar barely covering the lower lip of its sly and perhaps suspicious grin. Tight cargo pants "swish" and "*****" with every step, the undisclosed objects inside recoiling off of each other. It grabs a vacant chair and pulls up towards the three of them, sitting down with a slight slouch and sigh as it installs. "Hope you don't mind if I join you're company!" It says in a slightly raspy and equally androgynous voice. Sounding young and chipper, but its eyes and character show a different, more seasoned story. "I usually venture around clubs like these, there's always something to do, hear, see...or even watch if there's going to be a fight- do fights happen here regularly?" Clearly this one is of the extrovert type, and possibly over cattery. It then orders a low alcoholic beverage, taking a quick swig and reposing it along the table. Arms crossed, eyes wide, and it's smile prevailing, it eyes its company at the table for a response. Kador also notes the chatty... man, or was it a woman, he couldn't be sure, effeminate features layered atop more masculine ones gave a certain androgynous feeling. He measured himself up next to the newcomer. He wasn't as tall, but perhaps a little thicker around the chest and shoulders, his own aquiline features were decidedly more masculine and plain, perhaps though he admitted not as attractive Now the Caldari woman behind him is quiet, she stares at the newcomer with slackjawed intensity, Satja, next to her nods approvingly, and mutters something to her that causes a wide grin to spread on the Caldari's face. She sidles back over to Kador with a feminine grace, though the long dark lock of hair that cover her shoulder are brushed aside revealing the ropy scars on her neck and shoulder. Embarrassed she brushes the hair flat once again, neatly tucking back into place. "Forgive me..." She begins to say, thankful as the Templar interjects on her behalf. "Welcome, I suppose. No fights....not yet anyways. I am Kador, this.." he gestures to the slim Vherekior woman. "Is Satja. It's a pleasure to meet you"
True Adamance PIE Inc. Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris 2471	Posted - 2013.10.01 19:53:00 - [10] - Quote Kador sighs, disgusted at the scene before him. yet again its the Gallenteans ruining a good night for everybody, he thinks to himself. He probably should intervene, but the situation was well in hand, Denak treating the wounded security officer, Arc and Demel, with Jakar levelling the pistol at Aztec's head. Beside him Satja stir, he glaces briefly at her noting that her face has become pale and ashen, she looks pained. Kador knew that look, she hated to see people in pain, God knew she had her fill of it in her short time. He nods to her to go. She swiftly covers the distance between herself and Denak. "Anything I can do?" she asks, her voice shaking as the words leave her mouth, her hands are raised almost fidgeting over the wound, but not daring to touch it without permission. Her hair is flipped over her shoulder now, revealing the ropy burns and scarred flesh on her right shoulder, though she seems not to care. Meanwhile Kador levels a dark look at Aztec, though he doesn't move from his seat.. "Don't you think you have done enough? Not all of these people are like us, their pain is a lasting pain." His voice is rough, almost unrecognisable from his normal, more mannered speech patterns.

True Adamance PIE Inc. Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris 2483	Posted - 2013.10.02 02:51:00 - [11] - Quote Taking heed of Jakar's warning Kador takes two great steps forward scooping the young woman up in the single movement, hoisting her into his arms. Without a word, and in less than a dozen seconds he is gone, and despite here cries of protest he exits the club with the few remaining civilians. When outside he puts the woman down, gently. Takes stock, she looks fine, a bit pale but not harmed. She is displeased with him, he can tell, the look of disapproval is evident on her face. He also notes that her hair is a mess. He tucks one lock of hair over one ear so it dangles down, concealing the scarred flesh. "Its time we left" he says tenderly.
True Adamance PIE Inc. Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris 2487	Posted - 2013.10.02 04:22:00 - [12] - Quote Denak Kalamari wrote: Denak first addresses the nanite injector given to him as he was done treating the stab wound, looking at it quite suspiciously. Even if it was a civilian injector, those things were really potent and considering the situation, a little too excessive. Jakar Umbra wrote: "Denak could you please explain why this lunatic is looking to tear my club apart just to find you? ((I'll make a compromise and say Aztec was tripped and thus fell over)) "I have no knowledge of the matter Jakar, I don't know why he is here or why he started a fight." He explains, taking the now conscious security guard's arm and placing it over his shoulder, lifting him up. "Now I would love to continue the interrogation, but there's a man who needs treatment I need to carry." He adds, as he started to slowly walk towards the exit, where Kador and Satja presumably were. ((This could still be continued in the Summit hallways Adamance, if you wish)) (( To the hallways!))
True Adamance PIE Inc. Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris 2653	Posted - 2013.10.07 09:01:00 - [13] - Quote Godin Thekiller wrote: 'walks up to the club, and pulls out a Ion pistol, then aims it at the bouncer' Where's Jakar. I am in need with a word with this gentleman. 'bouncer reaches for pistol, Godin shoots bouncer' Guess I'm doing this **** the hard way then. 'sighs, activates codex' Mikey, I'm going to need the stuff. Yes, now. I don't care that the Empire sent more kittens, just bring it! 'sits and waits for mikey to show. 5 inutes later, a car pulls up' About time you got here! Okay, set the charges there, there, and there 'points towards the doors, and a wall' Pull up to the wall when I call floor the escape ride. Now, where's the shotty, and the suit? 'Mickey pints towards the Gallente Assault suit, and the shotgun' Okay, suiting up 'transfers conscience to clone, grabs shotty, holsters Ion pistol; grabs extra ammo' Okay Mickey, scat. 'accesses codex, blows charges; walks in giant hole' ((Godin was then entirely ignored by the RP community))
True Adamance Amarr Templars Amarr Empire 4376	Posted - 2013.11.27 19:13:00 - [14] - Quote (Liethe is an addict but he never over doses in public. Please don't puppet master him. Consider that all he is doing is being a normal overactive self....)) "All things were created by the Divine, and so the glory of our faith is inherent to us all"
True Adamance Scions of Athra 5235	Posted - 2013.12.24 02:59:00 - [15] - Quote Arc-08 wrote: "I'll probably never understand why some people decide to do the things they do. Some of it is reasonable. but there is no shortage of highly illogical people. Especially those Amarrians" Arc laughs at the thought of Amarrians and their religeon. "Well see you later Niina, i enjoyed doing business with you." Arc waves his hand then goes off to sit at the bar "I'll have a large quafe" arc tells the bartender (( I Jakar were here I could post....If Kador were there he would hit you.....shame he isn't)) To a Texan like you, a hero is some type of weird sandwich, not some nut who takes on three Gunlogi. Reference = ISK