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Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
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Posted - 2013.10.16 11:38:00 -
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Demel Derpovsky wrote:"Doors aren't my specialty, but I can see what I can do...materials are easy to find and I could throw in some bonuses....." he then sighs and takes note of the items in a journal in his neocom. He then looks up at Jakar. "Think of it more like a giant piston made with the dimensions of a door. It's essentially a wall with hydraulics."
Arc-08 wrote:"I prefer not to need deadly force unless necessary. Especially when there are civilians around, I know they don't like to remember there is a war going on." "Fair enough. I just want any threats neutralised as soon as possible when they appear." Jakar looks at the clock on his NeoCom overlay in his eyes. They should be back soon with the crates, he thought. |
Arc-08
Horizons' Edge Orion Empire
114
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Posted - 2013.10.16 11:43:00 -
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Arc stands up "Well i'll go keep a lookout for your buddies to come back with their special delivery"
Arc then walks upstairs to the main part of the club, and heads straight to the bar "One large queafe" |
Demel Derpovsky
Derringer Defenses
17
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Posted - 2013.10.17 01:53:00 -
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Arc-08 wrote:"Hey Demel, what do you do exactly, besides being a merc?" Arc asks Demel. "You sure do seem like a handy guy."
Demel then crosses his arms and looks at Arc in a prideful expression.
"I run a little weapons manufacture industry, just for the kicks. Barely brings in profit, but it's just enough to keep the company going," He then raises his hands to show his palms as he speaks, hinting the quaint fire arms power, "They are mostly for civilians as personal defense....and police men...."
He then shifts towards Jakar.
Jakar Umbra wrote: "Think of it more like a giant piston made with the dimensions of a door. It's essentially a wall with hydraulics."
"Oh I get that, getting some references off some missile doors, vaults, or airlocks could do the trick. It's just I'm not too sure how were going to get it in...were going to build it directly onto the area, or move it in?" |
Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
298
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Posted - 2013.10.17 03:49:00 -
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Demel Derpovsky wrote:"Oh I get that, getting some references off some missile doors, vaults, or airlocks could do the trick. It's just I'm not too sure how were going to get it in...were going to build it directly onto the area, or move it in?" "It should easily take the position of the last emergency door, with some adjustments for size and the new mechanics. I can foreman the installation and hire the crew easily enough; put some of my more potent skills to use. It's just removal of the bulkhead, adjust for the new door's size and the new hydraulics, make sure it responds as required and for the most part that should be it. With the right equipment and an efficient enough crew it honestly should take less than an hour unless something happens. The walls are decently reinforced but there's honestly a lot of empty space in that particular area just for such a situation."
Jakar sighs. "At least when it's done it won't look like much has changed. Get me a quote on it, and tell me how long it'll take you to get the materials and get it built. Why does everyone like disturbing the peace. It's just a club."
Jakar stands up. "That's about it. I don't think I'll need what's in those crates unless something happens again, but at least we'll have them here. That's about it, so we can all go out the way we came. By the way Heathen, there's a reinforced safe in my office on the casino floor if it'll make you more comfortable about where you put your... girls." |
Heathen Bastard
The Bastard Brigade
669
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Posted - 2013.10.17 04:03:00 -
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"That'll do, They won't be happy with me, but... well they never really are. Never killing enough people to sate them, you know how girls are. If our business is concluded, I'll be heading off to that new restaurant that my neo's been buzzing about. Seeya round everyone!" |
Demel Derpovsky
Derringer Defenses
18
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Posted - 2013.10.17 05:54:00 -
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Jakar Umbra wrote: "It should easily take the position of the last emergency door, with some adjustments for size and the new mechanics. I can foreman the installation and hire the crew easily enough; put some of my more potent skills to use. It's just removal of the bulkhead, adjust for the new door's size and the new hydraulics, make sure it responds as required and for the most part that should be it. With the right equipment and an efficient enough crew it honestly should take less than an hour unless something happens. The walls are decently reinforced but there's honestly a lot of empty space in that particular area just for such a situation."
"I got a exosuit you can borrow for removing what's there right now. First, let me get some blueprints or measurements and I'll be on my way to the drawing board, I'll send a picture and some models to your neocom along with an estimate. My guess is uhh..." He then holds his hand in his head and quickly throws his head back, breathing in air after his quick calculations, "Around 270,320 isk, including my percentage and maybe low wage worker percentage. hydraulics should be easy to find and I could get everything shipped here. It all sounds very manageable really." He reassures.
He then opens his neocom and makes a couple orders on the spot to some contacts he knows from factories and shipyards.
"Why don't I build a 1:3 demo in my office work-area, give a small demo for you?"
Jakar Umbra wrote: Why does everyone like disturbing the peace. It's just a club."
Demel shrugs and smiles, "I don't know...it's fun, people will always want to do something reckless..." |
Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
298
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Posted - 2013.10.17 17:04:00 -
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Demel Derpovsky wrote:"I got a exosuit you can borrow for removing what's there right now. First, let me get some blueprints or measurements and I'll be on my way to the drawing board, I'll send a picture and some models to your neocom along with an estimate. My guess is uhh..." He then holds his hand in his head and quickly throws his head back, breathing in air after his quick calculations, "Around 270,320 isk, including my percentage and maybe low wage worker percentage. hydraulics should be easy to find and I could get everything shipped here. It all sounds very manageable really." He reassures. He then opens his neocom and makes a couple orders on the spot to some contacts he knows from factories and shipyards. "Why don't I build a 1:3 demo in my office work-area, give a small demo for you?" Jakar Umbra wrote: Why does everyone like disturbing the peace. It's just a club."
Demel shrugs and smiles, "I don't know...it's fun, people will always want to do something reckless..." "I'd prefer to do it all at once. I'm doubtful that much else will happen." Jakar gets a distant look in his eye for a moment. "I think I'll eat out today. Maybe that place that just opened; Aria's I think it is. I'll stop by your place once I'm finished eating. I don't think I'll need a demo though. I've seen enough of those types of doors to know how they work and, in some cases, make them work when they're not supposed to. You ever see a HAV get crushed by one fit onto a warehouse?" Jakar smiles lightly and shakes his head at the memory, leaving it to Demel's imagination.
After a few seconds, Jakar stands up and walks to the door. "I'm going to lunch. I'll see you in maybe an hour." |
Arc-08
Horizons' Edge Orion Empire
114
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Posted - 2013.10.18 01:40:00 -
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*Arc arrives at the door, and sits down to keep a watch out for the security guards. But since it is mid day, and very few people are at the club Arc falls asleep just around the corner from the door on a bench. |
Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
300
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Posted - 2013.10.18 21:26:00 -
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Jakar leaves the monitoring room and returns to the club floor. He looks around briefly, then walks up to the casino floor to his office. He removes the necklace from his drawer and puts it on, bringing it to rest on his upper chest. As he walks back out he pulls on his gloves, and adjusts his colar. He stops briefly on the stairwell to wipe. Scuff mark from his shoes.
He exits the club to see Arc sleeping on a bench. Jakar finds himself smiling; it is such a Gallentean thing to do. "They're going to come in a service entrance anyway," Jakar smiles, turning and heading to Aria's. |
Arc-08
Horizons' Edge Orion Empire
115
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Posted - 2013.10.18 22:37:00 -
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*Arc woke up a couple hours later to the music gaining volume. Realizing the time Arc headed back towards the monitoring room figuring the guards would be there by now.
*On his way Arc decided to stop by the bar and pick up a quick drink. "I'll have a quafe mate." Arc said. |
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Demel Derpovsky
Derringer Defenses
21
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Posted - 2013.10.19 17:36:00 -
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Jakar Umbra wrote: "I'd prefer to do it all at once. I'm doubtful that much else will happen." Jakar gets a distant look in his eye for a moment. "I think I'll eat out today. Maybe that place that just opened; Aria's I think it is. I'll stop by your place once I'm finished eating. I don't think I'll need a demo though. I've seen enough of those types of doors to know how they work and, in some cases, make them work when they're not supposed to. You ever see a HAV get crushed by one fit onto a warehouse?" Jakar smiles lightly and shakes his head at the memory, leaving it to Demel's imagination.
After a few seconds, Jakar stands up and walks to the door. "I'm going to lunch. I'll see you in maybe an hour."
Demel nods to his request and grins a little, chuckling at the HAV getting crushed in a warehouse....and one angry mercenary pilot. He then nods a goodbye to Jakar with a small wave and makes his way out of the club too, over to his office to get supplies and to start drawing the blueprint.
((summit hallways)) |
Arc-08
Horizons' Edge Orion Empire
118
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Posted - 2013.10.24 10:58:00 -
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Arc enjoys his quafe, then heads downstairs to where Jakar and Demel where at. |
Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
352
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Posted - 2013.11.19 22:49:00 -
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Jakar returns to the club after a stroll around the station to see his memories dissipated once more. He passes through the wrecked door where two of his bouncers are standing. They nod at him as he goes through. The music is peppy.
"Layman's Rust," he states softly, remembering the band. The staccato percussion of their music reverberates throughout the club.
Looking around to make sure everything is okay, he heads to the back hallways once more to check that the men he had sent to the locker had returned. When he gets behind the staff/maintenance area he takes a seat in the room that he had taken the others to and takes a look at the crates. He nods, satisfied that they are the correct crates and then sits, idly watching the camera feed, as he pours himself a light drink.
Author of Umbra's Short Stories
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Arc-08
Knights Of Ender Public Disorder.
129
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Posted - 2013.11.20 12:20:00 -
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*Arc sees Jakar come down the hallway and rushes over to him. "What tookya so long?"
Advanced Recon Commando's (A.R.C's) --- Yeah, you don't want to mess with us.
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Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
352
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Posted - 2013.11.20 16:29:00 -
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Arc-08 wrote:*Arc sees Jakar come down the hallway and rushes over to him. "What tookya so long?" Jakar sees Arc and opens the door for him to enter the backroom as he takes a seat and looks through the crates he begins to speak. "Had lunch, a meeting with a mortal friend of mine and then went over to see Demel about the new door. I took a little walk around the station after to clear my head a little; some bad memories. I take it nothing's happened since I left."
Author of Umbra's Short Stories
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Arc-08
Knights Of Ender Public Disorder.
130
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Posted - 2013.11.21 12:10:00 -
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"Nah, though the crowd has died down quite a bit. We might need to amp things up cause your losing customers.
Advanced Recon Commando's (A.R.C's) --- Yeah, you don't want to mess with us.
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Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
387
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Posted - 2013.11.21 20:39:00 -
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Arc-08 wrote:"Nah, though the crowd has died down quite a bit. We might need to amp things up cause your losing customers. "No problem. I'll have the DJ kick it up a notch for a start. It's expected that you would get these lulls at times." Jakar closes closes the crates, figuring it wouldn't be necessary now anyway. He looks at the screen that shows the monetary exchanges that took place for the club. The lull in business was visible.
"Let's go back on the floor."
Author of Umbra's Short Stories. Last story posted 11/20/2013.
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Arc-08
Knights Of Ender Public Disorder.
130
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Posted - 2013.11.21 21:10:00 -
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"Sounds fine to me" *Arc follows Jakar upstairs.
Advanced Recon Commando's (A.R.C's) --- The most Elite fighting force in the galaxy
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Heathen Bastard
The Bastard Brigade
704
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Posted - 2013.11.24 06:35:00 -
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Still wearing his practice wraps((gymnasium)) Heathen walks in the door-hole, waving at the guards.
Walking right up to the bar, he sits down and places an order "Caldari espresso, triple please and thank you"
Taking his usual position, he turns around on the stool and uses the bar for a backrest, surveying the club for any trouble brewing.
If you hear the words "WORTH IT!" look about, something hilarious just happened.
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Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
397
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Posted - 2013.11.25 14:20:00 -
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Jakar heads upstairs with Arc. He messages the DJ to pick it up as he reaches the top of the stairs and tells the bartenders to start putting more alcohol in the drinks. He sees Heathen sitting at the bar, espresso in hand and raises an eyebrow. "Espresso? Really? I mean, I know we serve them but come on, that's more for the casino floor don't you think?"
The music begins to pick up and the strobes begin flashing. The figures of the exotic dancers could be seen flashing in the lights moving wildly, their body paint glowing and making them stand out. The floor quickly became packed as revellers jumped on the dance floor to the music singing and shouting, drinks raised high into the air or to their lips.
Jakar watches with appreciation. It's the reason he made the club after all.
Author of Umbra's Short Stories. Last story posted 11/20/2013.
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Heathen Bastard
The Bastard Brigade
709
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Posted - 2013.11.25 18:49:00 -
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Heathen chuckles "heh, I was walking in and came to a sudden revelation: I haven't slept in like 3 days. figured I could either shoot for a new clone or have some coffee, then I realized that my pistols were at home, and you'd probably yell at me and I'd probably have to mop up the mess if I did that"
If you hear the words "WORTH IT!" look about, something hilarious just happened.
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Arc-08
Knights Of Ender Public Disorder.
134
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Posted - 2013.11.26 02:27:00 -
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*Arc walks over to Heathen, "I've never had a Caldari brew before, i stick to the Gallente stuff it's sweeter i can't handle anything to powerful. Though i did have a Matari brew, that stuff is powerful, i got such great kill streaks cause i felt hyperactive." "Man i haven't seen you guys in forever" Arc says looking at both of them, "However that might be my fault since i'm getting tired of killing people for no reason"
Advanced Recon Commando's (A.R.C's) --- The most Elite fighting force in the galaxy
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Leithe Askarii
Isuuaya Tactical Caldari State
41
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Posted - 2013.11.26 03:44:00 -
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A young Civre man approaches the clubs entrance, despite the glamour of half a dozen Gallentean party goers, or the merriment of a drunken Amarr, the Civre looks despondent. His eyes glassy, deep rings carved into the sockets. His mid length dark black hair falls down, uncombed, slightly wavy, the odd lock sticking out a jagged angles.
He wears bland clothing, corporate issue clothes at best, second hand by the looks of them, worn and frayed.
He approach's the bouncer, a hunched form, thin, and delicate before the brutes great weight. He give the bouncer a look up and down warily.
The bouncer grunts something at him, but he does not hear the worlds, the authorative nod of bouncer tells him all he need to know. He unbuckles the sheath at his waist, handing the belt with it, he reveals a long hunting knife, and hands it over willingly.
Another nod, this time less patient, more aggressive.
The Civre raised his hands, in attempt to placate the larger man before him, he is an open book.
"You have it." He says, his voice dull, monotone, that spoke of uninspiring greys.
The brute before him looks puzzled for a moment, then relent, nodding him on through into the club.
The music is loud, exotic dancers attracts the crowd's attention, and his gaze....undulating movement, in the dim light, a multispectral sea of colour. He works his way between the club goers, to the bar.
Takes a sea, orders a drink, looking around with a reverent wonder. |
Heathen Bastard
The Bastard Brigade
710
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Posted - 2013.11.26 03:57:00 -
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Heathen downs the drink, and grimaces "well, lets put it this way, I've had better tasting jet fuel. Caldari is all 'bout keeping you going, not keeping you comfortable, when I was younger, I was practically on an IV drip of the stuff at any given time. Nice to see you too, and I don't kill for no reason. There's usually some kind of flimsy justification, even if I make it up after the fact."
Putting the empty glass on the bar "oh, and if you see the templar, he might just be a teensy bit mad at me. So, uh heads up if he smacks me, i probably deserve it. I was annoying his little princess " *with a wry smile*"couldn't help it."
If you hear the words "WORTH IT!" look about, something hilarious just happened.
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Leithe Askarii
Isuuaya Tactical Caldari State
41
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Posted - 2013.11.26 04:28:00 -
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Through the haze of the lights and music....the Civre catches the dying remnants of a conversation.
"If you see the Templar...."
His ears perk up.
The Templar.....nononononononono, not that Templar, he talks to much, and for far too long..... please not that Templar... |
Niina Eskola
Eskola Ergonomics
3
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Posted - 2013.11.26 07:12:00 -
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Niina enters the club, her face hidden behind a large pair of gold rimmed sunglasses. Her style clearly sets her apart among the mass crowd of mercenaries and baseliners. Taking a tidbit of Amarr styling and adding her own ironic twist, a golden vest lays over her partially shredded "Eskola Ergonomics" top, revealing a touch of midriff that would still be seen as absolutely unacceptable to any respectable priest. Her silver shorts still leave plenty of leg showing for her to flaunt her gold trimmed sneaker booties that reach up far past her ankles and flare out at the tongue.
She is lightly dusted with a coating of gold and silver glittered, with a variety of pins and ribbons barely keeping her wild hair in order. A variety of rings and necklaces adorn her from every angle, glimmering in the flashing lights of the club. Being CEO of a corporation was all about keeping up appearances, and she had hoped her outfit would attract plenty of attention towards Eskola SVK.
She checks her datapad.
Galm is bringing in profits... Barely. But he's too impulsive. Right when they can afford to get the attention of a client he goes and wastes it on new weapons, aircraft, and a variety of **** he doesn't need. She hopes the Black Eagle suits she managed to allocate to him helps in any way. While he brought in funding from standard contracts, Niina would look far and wide to locate their next potential costumers.
Eskola Intelligence Commission. The words echoed again and again in her head, sounding better every time. The universe had and ample supply of soldiers. What it needs are more spies.
"Yo!" she hollers, whipping off her sunglasses to reveal her eyes outlined in gold mascara, "What gentleman wants to buy this girl a drink?"
Strength. Beauty. Quality. Eskola Ergonomics.
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Heathen Bastard
The Bastard Brigade
711
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Posted - 2013.11.26 07:27:00 -
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"I do not!" Yells Heathen while turning to the bartender, "Hoi, glass of spiced rum with a sugar cube innit."
turning to the blandly dressed caldari, "So, you seem to have been troubled by something I said... Mind telling me what exactly has you spooked? I'm kind of unofficial security here and if any trouble's coming our way I'd like to know."
If you hear the words "WORTH IT!" look about, something hilarious just happened.
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Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
402
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Posted - 2013.11.26 11:53:00 -
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Jakar walks around behind the bar to start making a drink himself. "I find it hard to believe that you left the girls at home," he said talking to Heathen.
Heathen Bastard wrote:Putting the empty glass on the bar "oh, and if you see the templar, he might just be a teensy bit mad at me. So, uh heads up if he smacks me, i probably deserve it. I was annoying his little princess " *with a wry smile*"couldn't help it." "What did you do now? If it's anything that's going to start something stupid could you take it outside if he shows up?"
Jakar begins mixing a drink. He starts by mixing vodka and a green couloured wine. He pours it out and then pours a thick sweetener at the top which quickly takes on a cloudy green colour and spreads into the drink like tendrils while remaining at the top. He lifts it up and gives it a very slight shake. The tendrils remain but are a bit more spread out.
"Gallentean Nebula," he says holding it up to Heathen and Arc. "Very sweet."
He looks around when Niina shouts for a man to buy her a drink. He gives her a quick one over. She is here to party. He considers sending her a drink himself just for being so lively but decides he would rather have her get other men to pay for it.
Author of Umbra's Short Stories. Last story posted 11/25/2013.
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Heathen Bastard
The Bastard Brigade
711
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Posted - 2013.11.26 18:18:00 -
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Turning quickly to Jakar with a smile, "oh you know, playing casanova with Satja and trying to convince her to slip the terrible bondage of slavery. I'll see if I can convince him to not scare the people, But you know amarr, they're almost as stubborn as I am."
holding up his drink "spiced rum with a sugar cube innit, just enough burn with a sweet finish"
If you hear the words "WORTH IT!" look about, something hilarious just happened.
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Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
413
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Posted - 2013.11.27 00:34:00 -
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Heathen Bastard wrote:Turning quickly to Jakar with a smile, "oh you know, playing casanova with Satja and trying to convince her to slip the terrible bondage of slavery. I'll see if I can convince him to not scare the people, But you know amarr, they're almost as stubborn as I am."
holding up his drink "spiced rum with a sugar cube innit, just enough burn with a sweet finish" "I see, well just keep it quiet."
He turns to Arc. "What are you having? I'll put this round on the house. There are also drinks for the other three nebulae of the Empires, or if you're feeling bold I could mix you a cluster." Jakar looks at his drink as though considering making one himself.
He looks over at the woman who had walked in asking who wanted to buy her a drink and decides to reconsider not sending her a drink, maybe it'll unwind her enough to get others to spend money or to get her to spend her own money. He leans over to a nearby bartender. "Caldari I think. Give her a Caldari Nebula on the house."
Author of Umbra's Short Stories. Last story posted 11/25/2013.
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