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Arc-08
Knights Of Ender
Public Disorder.
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Posted - 2013.11.27 03:54:00 -
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"hell, that gallentean nebula looks frickin amazing! i'll take one of those but i got it." *Arc stands up and yells "One round of drinks for everybody on me!" *Arc smiles as the half drunken crowd applauds
*Arc turns to Jakar, "One second i'm going to welcome our very quiet newcomer, i'll be back in a minute or two."
"Hello, mate my names Arc. Whats yours?" *Arc motions to Leithe
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Leithe Askarii
Isuuaya Tactical
Caldari State
41
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Posted - 2013.11.27 05:53:00 -
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Arc-08 wrote:"hell, that gallentean nebula looks frickin amazing! i'll take one of those but i got it." *Arc stands up and yells "One round of drinks for everybody on me!" *Arc smiles as the half drunken crowd applauds
*Arc turns to Jakar, "One second i'm going to welcome our very quiet newcomer, i'll be back in a minute or two."
"Hello, mate my names Arc. Whats yours?" *Arc motions to Leithe
The Civre looks up at the man who had approached him with equals parts concern and interest, eyes as if almost trying to look through him, rather than at him. He cranes his neck to the right trying to get a better look at the exotic dancers, still moving in their absurd and sensuously rhythmic ways.
The back the man......the Civre's icy blue eyes are alive, pupils heavily dilated, they jitter about, flicking first to the mans face, his shoulder, legs, chest, back the face.
He reaches for his drink, in the same movement pulling his legs up to his chest so that he is stilling in the high bar stool, heels tucked in close to his thighs, with feet hanging out into the open space beneath the bar.
"What is it" he mutters "that you want?"
In his mind his thoughts are ablaze, a whirl of colour, the thump of the bass, and the ghostly echo of the stranger's voice being repeated again and again in varying pitches and tones.
He looks down at the reflective bar, his teeth are marble.....very white....were they too white?.....was too white bad?
Something hits his chest like a hammer blow. He realises he is aware of the beating of his own heart.....and the buzz subsides rapidly.
"Why would I even need to ask....you probably want my seat of something....I shouldn't even be here. Look at them all....rich people, pretty people....not my kind of place anyway."
Something occurs to him and his hands rapidly drop to his pockets and begin rummaging around. |
Demel Derpovsky
Derringer Defenses
27
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Posted - 2013.11.27 06:13:00 -
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Demel enters the club with a gleeful expression, his formal, tight grey vest with black Victorian vine like detailing, inner black dress shirt with equally skinny black dress pants somehow complimenting his androgynous appearance as he makes his way into the club. His hands, thumbs casually slipped inside his pants pocket, in a cool, confident, and fashionable way. His hair, tied back with two Caldari traditional, red "chopstick" hair ties inside with the words "Ashes to dust" written in a Minmatar dialect and "Steal to rust" written in a Caldari dialect in black ink. Although, one who have to take a closer look to notice the fine letters, and a knowledge of both languages to understand.
He casually slips a datapad from the inside pocket of his vest, he had a touch of all the cultures in him you might say, lightly Minmatared colored pigment of skin, Caldari hair, Gallente Vest, all he needed was an Amarrian touch.
He taps the datapad while walking into the club, noticing the various guards and nods to them pleasantly, "Hello, gentlemen." He says soothingly and perhaps more womanly than usually. Manipulation was his mastery, and he was sure to use it on his contractor's personnel. He probably looked just as womanly as he did manly.
Sighing, he looks outward to the club and slowly makes his way towards Jakar's offices and security quarters. Until that is,
Niina Eskola wrote:
"Yo!" she hollers, whipping off her sunglasses to reveal her eyes outlined in gold mascara, "What gentleman wants to buy this girl a drink?"
Demel stops, nearly dropping his datapad from his hands. He stares, and stares, and stares at Niina. His eyes wide and piercing, mouth slightly open. He blinks a little and calmly makes his way to the bar Niina's at. Demel bites his lip along the way and plays a smile on his face.
"I hope you don't mind my company, Ms...." Demel says pulling up towards Niina.
He was perhaps shorter than her, but perhaps not in ethos, his demeanor was calm, confident, and charismatic. A slight smile danced on his face and his eyes glowed in a serene yet somehow suave nature.
"A drink for the fine lady, not too hard, nor too soft, " Demel soothes to the bartender while staring at Niina, back pointed towards the bar and elbows resting upon it, "And something of the same for me."
Jakar's doors could wait.... he had other business to settle, for now. |
Niina Eskola
Eskola Ergonomics
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Posted - 2013.11.27 06:46:00 -
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The mood in the club is outstanding! The bar tender catches Niina's attention and slides her a colorful mixed drink, telling her it's on the house. She immediately swallows the first one down, puckering slightly at the sweet and sour flavor. Another mercenary orders the bar another round of drinks, quickly replacing the one Niina had just finished off.
Damn girl! Do we know how to pick a scene or what? she boasts in her head.
Quote:"I hope you don't mind my company, Ms...." Demel says pulling up towards Niina.
He was perhaps shorter than her, but perhaps not in ethos, his demeanor was calm, confident, and charismatic. A slight smile danced on his face and his eyes glowed in a serene yet somehow suave nature.
"A drink for the fine lady, not too hard, nor too soft, " Demel soothes to the bartender while staring at Niina, back pointed towards the bar and elbows resting upon it, "And something of the same for me."
By the time this mercenary is done talking, Niina's already polished off her second drink.
"M--Make it something stronger! This weak ass kakku **** isn't doing anything for me!"
She looks over at Demel, covering her mouth playfully.
"Sorry, mixed drinks get me a bit mouthy... Among other things. My name's Niina."
She eyes Demel up and down. He seemed like just the sort of interesting that'd she wouldn't mind being around.
Strength. Beauty. Quality. Eskola Ergonomics.
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Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
415
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Posted - 2013.11.27 13:51:00 -
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Jakar smiles, he waves off the bartender. "I'll make his drink."
He mixes up another Gallentean Nebula for Arc, throwing on a bit of flair he thought he'd long forgotten as he flips the mixer in the air. He pours Arc his drink and slides it to him. As the bartenders pour drinks for the party-goers, Jakar finishes his drink and gets to work on another. He mixes another Gallentean Nebula and pours it into a tall glass. It gills up a quarter of the glass. He mixes another drink, this one with a lot of whiskey and pours it in, tilting the glass so as not to disturb the drink on the bottom too much. Though the alcohol mixes, the colours stay divideded, mostly. He mixes a Caldari Nebula, a blue drink with the same cloudy appearance and then an Ammarian Nebula, a gold drink with spiced wine.
When he is finished the glass has four layers of colour, mixing slowly into each other. He looks at Arc and Heathen with a sly smile on his face. He begins drinking the drink, the spice of the Ammarian wine hitting him first.
Author of Umbra's Short Stories. Last story posted 11/25/2013.
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Arc-08
Knights Of Ender
Public Disorder.
138
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Posted - 2013.11.27 14:21:00 -
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Arc looks at the caldari man and notices something is wrong. Arc sees the sweat beading up on his face, and notices the mans odd lack of focus. "you okay mate?" arc asks him
When there isn't a reply arc looks over at Jakar, "I think we might have a problem over here, maybe we should call a medic? i'll watch him until one arrives. oh and thanks for the drink Jakar " Arc smiles briefly then focuses on Leithe
"Can you tell me if you need help, are you okay?" arc asks again
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True Adamance
Amarr Templars
Amarr Empire
4376
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Posted - 2013.11.27 19:13:00 -
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(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"
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Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
418
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Posted - 2013.11.27 21:28:00 -
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Arc-08 wrote:Arc looks at the caldari man and notices something is wrong. Arc sees the sweat beading up on his face, and notices the mans odd lack of focus. "you okay mate?" arc asks him
When there isn't a reply arc looks over at Jakar, "I think we might have a problem over here, maybe we should call a medic? i'll watch him until one arrives. oh and thanks for the drink Jakar " Arc smiles briefly then focuses on Leithe
"Can you tell me if you need help, are you okay?" arc asks again
Jakar takes the drink down from his lips and looks over at Leithe and Arc. He raises an eyebrow and steps over, still holding his drink in hand. He tilts his head to look at Leithe. He recognises the symptoms from what he had seen in his youth; profuse sweating, dilated pupils. Jakar was sure that if his hands were not seemingly searching for something on his person they would probably be shaking as he stood still. Still, Jakar decides to test the waters a little. He gives Arc a short glance telling him to just bear with him for a second. He looks at Leithe. "You look like you could use a drink friend; unwind a bit. This round's on this guy," he says extending his index finger from his drink to point at Arc.
Author of Umbra's Short Stories. Last story posted 11/25/2013.
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Arc-08
Knights Of Ender
Public Disorder.
138
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Posted - 2013.11.27 22:57:00 -
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*Arc see's the look on Jakar's face and realizes what is actually happening. "Yeah, say why don't we get you something to drink and maybe something to eat also. So mate, what can i get you?" Arc asks Leithe
*Arc puts his and on Leiths' shoulder
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Leithe Askarii
Isuuaya Tactical
Caldari State
41
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Posted - 2013.11.27 23:21:00 -
[250] - Quote
Arc-08 wrote:*Arc see's the look on Jakar's face and realizes what is actually happening. "Yeah, say why don't we get you something to drink and maybe something to eat also. So mate, what can i get you?" Arc asks Leithe
*Arc puts his and on Leiths' shoulder
"Nah its fine" he mutters despondently....."I can pay for my own drinks..."
He flinches a little as Arc touches him. Its a gesture he wasn't expecting, nor one he was familiar with. He considers the words the other caldari had said. Food, he considered momentarily....he had eaten before coming, nothing special, or really all that fulfilling, but it had sated the hunger he tended to get while buzzed.
Already he is losing it, the buzz that keeps him alive is slipping away, though he grasps at it with all his being....
"Wait a drink?" He looks confused.
He drains the last remnants of his glass in a single gulp, grimacing as he does.
He stares at the empty cup...purposeless now without anything to contain.
He can feel it now, a creeping thing. The sadness was back, the hopelessness.
It's too soon, he mused , only so many of the pills were left...they had to last him. But I don't want to go back to that place.
From his pocket he draws a small dispenser, covering it awkwardly with his hand he makes a vain attempt to hide the small tablet, throws his head back and dry swallows.
As usual he can feel the beating of his heart slowly subside, fading into the back of his consciousness, until it is barely and after though. The world begins to regain its colour, the sounds become mored defined, and the sharp outlines of the dancers lithe forms blurr again into the multispectral sea.
And all is well with him again.
He doesn't smile though....its not that he feels good...just not bad anymore....
"Yeah I could go for a drink. One of those......swirly things...whatever they are called."
((Liethe is a self medicating depressive.... not crazy....already rather reclusive and anti social sobre.....almost a normal person when high. DW I wont gun down 50 security guards.)) |
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Arc-08
Knights Of Ender
Public Disorder.
138
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Posted - 2013.11.27 23:34:00 -
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*Arc take his hand off of Leithe as he notices it startles the man, but just seconds later the man brings out a small container and pops something into his mouth.
*Arc looks in astonishment as the man suddenly becomes confident and acts like a normal person "Bartender get this man a gallente nebula on me" *Arc tosses the Isk chips across the counter
"So mate, what's your name?" asks arc calmly
(very interesting character you have there, and it wasn't occuring to me that you were homicidal.)
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Leithe Askarii
Isuuaya Tactical
Caldari State
43
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Posted - 2013.11.27 23:40:00 -
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Arc-08 wrote:*Arc take his hand off of Leithe as he notices it startles the man, but just seconds later the man brings out a small container and pops something into his mouth.
*Arc looks in astonishment as the man suddenly becomes confident and acts like a normal person "Bartender get this man a gallente nebula on me" *Arc tosses the Isk chips across the counter
"So mate, what's your name?" asks arc calmly
(very interesting character you have there, and it wasn't occuring to me that you were homicidal.)
"Not that it matters...but it's Leithe."
He waits as the bartender mixes the nebula, as the other Caldari called it, took it when it was ready an sipped at it.
It was rather pleasant.
"And you?.....your name I mean." His voice was still impassive, but no longer did he sound morose, through his rapidly deteriorating apathy he decided manners were in order. |
Arc-08
Knights Of Ender
Public Disorder.
138
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Posted - 2013.11.27 23:44:00 -
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"the names Arc08 but everybody calls me Arc, so what brings you to the federation Leithe? and if you don't mind my asking what brings you to this club?"
*Arc takes a seat next to Leithe
(fwi i'm a gallente not caldari :P )
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Leithe Askarii
Isuuaya Tactical
Caldari State
43
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Posted - 2013.11.27 23:52:00 -
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"ISK" he sighed, taking another sip of the Nebula. "It always comes back to ISK..." |
Arc-08
Knights Of Ender
Public Disorder.
139
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Posted - 2013.11.27 23:59:00 -
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"Tell me about it" responds Arc, "I try and try to fight for what i believe in, for what i know is right, but in these darkening days ISK is always there bearing it's weight on your shoulders. I guess that is why you do what you have to in order to cope with life, am i right?" Arc asks Leithe
*Arc then waves to Jakar to let him know that things have calmed down
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Leithe Askarii
Isuuaya Tactical
Caldari State
44
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Posted - 2013.11.28 00:26:00 -
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Arc-08 wrote:"Tell me about it" responds Arc, "I try and try to fight for what i believe in, for what i know is right, but in these darkening days ISK is always there bearing it's weight on your shoulders. I guess that is why you do what you have to in order to cope with life, am i right?" Arc asks Leithe
*Arc then waves to Jakar to let him know that things have calmed down
"I guess....end of the day you are nothing better than a killer not matter what you believe, either that or you aren't and neither one is worse than the other."
He note the wave to another Gallentean, cocks and eyebrow at him.
"You the hidden muscle or something?" |
Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
419
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Posted - 2013.11.28 00:43:00 -
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Jakar watches as Leithe tries to hide his taking of some kind of narcotic, which surprises him given the fact that narcotics are allowed and even sold in his club. Still, watching closely he's more comfortable now that the man is not so jumpy anymore. As he introduces himself and Arc responds, Jakar says, "I'm Jakar, owner of this club."
Jakar nods slightly at Arc's wave and continues to sip on his Cluster.
"ISK is both the cause and solution to most problems," Jakar states. He reaches the Caldari layer of the drink and feels it hit him. He hopes that he does not have a blackout and faintly ponders if he should slow down or stop.
Author of Umbra's Short Stories. Last story posted 11/25/2013.
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Leithe Askarii
Isuuaya Tactical
Caldari State
45
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Posted - 2013.11.28 01:13:00 -
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Leithe nods, takes a gulp of the drink, sighs heavily. |
Arc-08
Knights Of Ender
Public Disorder.
144
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Posted - 2013.11.28 06:05:00 -
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*Arc responds to Leithe "Yeah, i guess i'm the hidden muscle, though i just like to think of myself as a keeper of what fragile peace i can find here"
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Aria Gomes
Death by Disassociation
Zero-Day
143
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Posted - 2013.11.28 06:43:00 -
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Aria tucked a few stray curls away from her face before paying the 5 ISK fee. The club was large and filled with tons of people dancing to the Gallenteans popular music. She eyed the club while still gracefully moving through the throngs of people. Exotic dancers danced above her as she made her way over to the bar. With a smile, she took a seat and waved the bartender. "Can I get a beer?"
He nodded his head before placing a cold beer bottle in front of her. Sliding some ISK to him, she twirled around in her seat and watched the women danced provocatively and without a care. A sly smile made its way to her face before take a few sips of beer. After a few seconds of perving, she hastily walked upstairs and took a seat at an empty booth.
It was a long time since Aria had been inside of a club. Most of the time, she'd rather a bar or a lounge due to it's more laid back nature. The clicking of heels made Aria look to her right, before being met by a woman with a plastic bag in hand. "Party favor?" She asked with a large grin and clearly high as a kite. Chuckling, Aria shook her head. "No I'm okay. I smoked before I came here."
The woman shrugged before popping a purple pill into her mouth. "More for me then." She walked away from the table and down the stairs.
After a few more sips of her beer, Aria grabbed her NeoCom out of her black leather jacket. Shrugging her jacket off, she let the club's warm air graze her arms. |
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Demel Derpovsky
Derringer Defenses
27
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Posted - 2013.11.29 06:19:00 -
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Niina Eskola wrote:
"M--Make it something stronger! This weak ass kakku **** isn't doing anything for me!"
She looks over at Demel, covering her mouth playfully.
"Sorry, mixed drinks get me a bit mouthy... Among other things. My name's Niina."
She eyes Demel up and down. He seemed like just the sort of interesting that'd she wouldn't mind being around.
Demel eyes widen, he had a "cat" like feature to him, elegantly moving to the beams of light in the smallest ways. His black bangs covering some of his face, and the dim room veiling his light caramel skin with an attracting yet mysterious visage.
"Strong stomach you have there, Bravo!" He says, clapping his hands with a exhale.
The bartender passes him a glass as he makes his way towards him.
"Ey, Demy, when's the boss's doors comin'," He says in a slight British accent as he looks at Demel with tired eyes, "Heard you've got a lil' deal wit' th' big guy up th' stairs."
"In time...maybe tomorrow." Demel says with a smile.
He then shifts his attention back to Niina,
"Niina you say? That's an interesting name," He then looks over to her jacket, "and an interesting jacket."
He drinks his drink smoothly and bites his bottom lip a little, alcohol wasn't his best, and he did not want to get drunk.
"So tell me, what is Eskola?" |
Demel Derpovsky
Derringer Defenses
28
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Posted - 2013.11.29 06:22:00 -
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Jakar Umbra wrote:Jakar watches as Leithe tries to hide his taking of some kind of narcotic, which surprises him given the fact that narcotics are allowed and even sold in his club.
((sorry I laughed so hard when I saw this, I gotta write this real quick:
DISCLAIMER: The Second Hex Club does not support drug use to minors and only of age, proper health, and background may be allowed to enter. Stay in school, don't do drugs. Winners don't do drugs.
Okay I'm done.
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Niina Eskola
Eskola Ergonomics
3
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Posted - 2013.11.29 07:18:00 -
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Demel Derpovsky wrote:
"Niina you say? That's an interesting name," He then looks over to her jacket, "and an interesting jacket."
Before he even finishes, Niina starts pulling off her jacket to show him. She leans forward in her seat slightly to display it. Every part of it seems finely ctafted, from the golden fabric its silver hood. Covering its many folds are a series of patches of different bands and pop culture references, including a perfect replica of a badge from the Gallente show CPF Blue. She throws it over the back of her chair, showing off her tank top. A crudely spray painted emblem for Eskola Ergonomics gives it a certain rustic appearance.
Quote:He drinks his drink smoothly and bites his bottom lip a little, alcohol wasn't his best, and he did not want to get drunk.
"So tell me, what is Eskola?"
"My corporation," Niina grins as she takes a sip of her next drink.
"I'm kind of a big deal. At least, I think I am."
She giggles for a moment before leaning forward again and pulling her shirt taunt against her chest to display the emblem.
"I'm joking, we're small time for now. That comes with advantages though. Less paperwork, y'know?"
She winks at Demel.
"Transactions like weapon modifications, arms shipments, and intelligence networking doesn't have to get wrapped up in the corporate bullshit."
She covers her mouth again and blushes slightly as she grins.
"I got slow down on this drinking!" she stammers with a smile.
Sit up, make him think you're interested in him, show off a bit, lean forward, fein helplessness... Men always seemed to fall for the same act.
Strength. Beauty. Quality. Eskola Ergonomics.
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Leithe Askarii
Isuuaya Tactical
Caldari State
52
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Posted - 2013.11.29 08:05:00 -
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The conversation with Arc and Jakar had grown stale. Leithe's eyes jerked around the club taking the whole scene in.
He is pleasantly surprised to see that no one else here found his "habit" distasteful, infact to his eyes, there were dozens of people already popping pills amongst other sorts of nacotics.
He sits there momentarily confused. It was not like this in the State, most of his officers had cited him for some reg or another. Unlawful consumption of banned substances, law enforcement while under the influence, amongst other equally and needlessly complicated bureaucratic bullshit.
Though there was that time I threw a sniper off a balcony, he mused, that was almost funny.
He considered briefly having another, two was of course better than one, he might even have fun, who knew....?
As he gazes around he finds many interesting things.
An Caldari man getting a little too handsy with one of the dancers, he perhaps wished their roles reversed since the dancer was a very attractive female Jin Mei.
A man and a woman at the bar, woman feigning some sort of weak willed innocence, bearing her assets, the occasional curse slipping her lips, and the man smiling in an eerily sensuous manner.
Another Matari woman raucously flirting with every other woman in sight....
It was such a lively place, the perfect place he could lose himself in for a night.
He finished the Nebula, downing the glass in a three great gulps, feeling his head spin as the alchol hit him.
"My round then?" he asks the two Gallenteans in a flat matter of fact tone. |
Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
424
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Posted - 2013.11.29 12:02:00 -
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Jakar hit the bottom of the cluster and leaned forward placing his hands on the counter. Four nebulae with at least eight different heavy alcoholic drinks, combined into one drink always hit hard. He blinked, trying desperately to hold onto the edges of consciousness. If he blacks out now, there is no telling what he might do.
"I think I'll stop for a moment until this settles down." He would have to wait til his body's nanites broke down some of the alcohol. They were programmed to do it slowly, that way he could at least enjoy a buzz from drinking, but if he got drunk enough to black out again he might end up like that time in Villore nearly a week after Caldari Prime; good thing he was in a stock clone at the time.
"So what do you do Leithe?"
Author of Umbra's Short Stories. Last story posted 11/25/2013.
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Arc-08
Knights Of Ender
Public Disorder.
144
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Posted - 2013.11.29 13:45:00 -
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*Arc turns to Leithe, "Yeah that would be fantastic mate, but i'll take another of my favorite Non-Alcoholic Quafe drinks."
*Arc looks to Jakar as he asks his question, then turns his gaze back to Leithe for an answer.
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Demel Derpovsky
Derringer Defenses
30
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Posted - 2013.11.30 01:37:00 -
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Niina Eskola wrote:
"My corporation," Niina grins as she takes a sip of her next drink.
Demel opens his eyes a little more, flipping his chin by a couple centimeters and nods slowly, he smiles an approving smile and adjusts his position a little, looking right at her eyes and then to the emblem and back.
Niina Eskola wrote:
"I'm kind of a big deal. At least, I think I am."
She giggles for a moment before leaning forward again and pulling her shirt taunt against her chest to display the emblem.
"I'm joking, we're small time for now. That comes with advantages though. Less paperwork, y'know?"
She winks at Demel.
"Oh I know...." He says as she talks about the paper work. He smoothly downs the rest of his drink and looks back at her with the same calm, suave expression.
Niina Eskola wrote:
"Transactions like weapon modifications, arms shipments, and intelligence networking doesn't have to get wrapped up in the corporate bullshit."
She covers her mouth again and blushes slightly as she grins.
"I got slow down on this drinking!" she stammers with a smile.
Sit up, make him think you're interested in him, show off a bit, lean forward, fein helplessness... Men always seemed to fall for the same act.
Demel nods and taps the table a little ever so often and stares at the floor as she finishes talking. He pauses for a couple seconds, thinking of his next move as he stares blankly. He quickly flashes a small, concealed smirk and bites his lip a bit.
"The war economy is quite the thrill these days," He says, moving his eyes back towards her and tilting his head a little to the side by only a fraction of a noticeable degree, "Surely all these conflicts and these mysterious 'sites' all of the pilots have been talking about does bring in quite a lot of money."
He then looks at her eyes for a couple seconds and smiles a little, "Want to dance," he says suddenly, "I know the DJ's line up for today, he's going to play a slow-dance song in the next song. It's up to you really, but after all I did treat you to a drink." |
Leithe Askarii
Isuuaya Tactical
Caldari State
54
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Posted - 2013.11.30 03:42:00 -
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Jakar Umbra wrote:Jakar hit the bottom of the cluster and leaned forward placing his hands on the counter. Four nebulae with at least eight different heavy alcoholic drinks, combined into one drink always hit hard. He blinked, trying desperately to hold onto the edges of consciousness. If he blacks out now, there is no telling what he might do.
"I think I'll stop for a moment until this settles down." He would have to wait til his body's nanites broke down some of the alcohol. They were programmed to do it slowly, that way he could at least enjoy a buzz from drinking, but if he got drunk enough to black out again he might end up like that time in Villore nearly a week after Caldari Prime; good thing he was in a stock clone at the time.
"So what do you do Leithe?"
The question draws the junkies attention back to the conversation.
He frowns for a moment, unsure of how to answer.
"I suppose that depends on who you ask....but for simplicities sake I am a killer like the rest of you."
He gestures to the barman, repeats the order Arc made, as well as asking for a second Gallente Nebula.
"Ask the State I am a vagrant, not entirely welcome here nor there, some officers call me a blight, others disgrace to my fathers, others still...who bother to look past the Egg, don't seem to mind me all that much."
Another sigh, he flicks a wavy black lock back from his eyes.
"Ask most others they call me a junkie, ask the shrink I am a victim, ask the Templar I am wasting my life, ask a bastard rabbit and I am their worst nightmare.... doesn't matter who you ask I am or am always doing something different. What I actually do is spend my time trying to forge I am alive, its better that way, the Egg and the booze are good for the day to day stuff, the fighting is the worst though, you cant forget you are alive...." |
Niina Eskola
Eskola Ergonomics
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Demel Derpovsky wrote:"Want to dance," he says suddenly, "I know the DJ's line up for today, he's going to play a slow-dance song in the next song. It's up to you really, but after all I did treat you to a drink."
Niina looks at him for a moment, remaining completely silent as she rests her head on the bar and looks up at him with a plain expression. When she finally speaks her eyebrows drop harshly and her lips curl into a pout.
"What, so you buy a girl a drink and you think that gives you a free ticket to try and get in her pants? I mean... That is what you're after, isn't it? Really, if it is then you might as well just skip all formalities and 'cut to the chase.'"
Strength. Beauty. Quality. Eskola Ergonomics.
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Arc-08
Knights Of Ender
Public Disorder.
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Posted - 2013.11.30 23:28:00 -
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*Arc reflects on the troubles of the Caldari man.
*Arc goes to say something but then hesitates, " " Arc thinks some more about the meaning of what Liethe said, "You don't have to be a killer." states Arc
*"I mean you are a soldier but don't think about killing the enemy, they don't die they are like you. Find your inner core, find what you believe in that small light inside yourself. Then whenever you are on the battlefield don't think about fighting and attacking your enemies, try to just defend your humanity. for me, i fight for my former self, I am him in all senses of the word, but he is not me. He died long ago in my second battle."
*Arc looks deeper into Leithe "Who are you ?" asks Arc
((will remove this ooc in a few days but remember to check the OOC in the Dust fiction section of the forums, i'm going to try to start some more discussions there... link is on the first post by jakar))
Arc Troopers (Advanced Recon Commando's) Fiercest warriors in the galaxy
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