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DeadlyAztec11
Chatelain Rapid Response
Gallente Federation
2261
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Posted - 2013.10.18 09:19:00 -
[61] - Quote
Aztec looks at his "friend", for a while. However, Aztec notes that Galm's mind is contested.
~He's being weaker than you.~
*You should learn to make your peace.*
~Speak for yourself.~
*... I will.*
"Sir, if I may interject. Do not let her words confound you. She knows not know your true self. Not where your heart rests, nor why it pumps. There's only one soup who knows the truth."
He sits up straight and looks him in the eyes.
"Yours." |
Clockwork Jester
Namtar Elite
Gallente Federation
14
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Posted - 2013.10.18 20:14:00 -
[62] - Quote
Maximia Beflas wrote:
As Maximia is about to open her mouth to respond to Galm, she suddenly finds her self interrupted by Aztek. She then looks at them, trying to interject into their conversation with a growing annoyance and a dying anger. She then stops listenning to them and sighs, looking into blank space and relaxing a bit. he probably has a nice house....he really probably has one....Hrm....I got other people. She then sighs and interrupts their conversation, rubbing her eyes before she speaks,
"I just wanted to say your arrogance and pride isn't simply 'done', it's 'proven'," She then looks down at Galm and makes a forgiving smirk, "I'm too busy to deal with people in a fist fight right now."
She then reaches into her pocket and pulls some isk out while pulling a hand out from his side or wherever it currently is.
"here," She plops a couple isk into his hand and walks away, "Have a drink on me."
She then walks over to her booth and takes a seat, sighing and openning her neocom to get Demel to come over. She signals the slightly shaking waitress for her food as she brings her plate with fearful hands.
CJ quietly sucked air through his teeth and clicked his tongue, slightly upset that things had died down so quickly. Although he did have to hand it to the women she had handled it well. Paying for the manGÇÖs drink was a nice touch too. The mercenary chuckled to himself before returned to whistling the melody to the song playing on the jukebox.
A few moments later his food arrived. The waiter placed the dish down and asked if he needed anything else.
GÇ£Thanks,GÇ¥ CJ pulled a few large bills out of his pocket. GÇ£IGÇÖll be covering the ladies bill,GÇ¥ He nodded towards Maximia. GÇ£Just donGÇÖt let her know who paid for it.GÇ¥ The waiter nodded his understanding before moving on to take care of the other customers.
Finally sitting up right CJ unrolled his napkin, placing it in his lap before he started eating. As he ate he pulled up his neocom. There were a number of messages for him most were business propositions. There seemed to be no shortage of work for someone who could take a few dozen bullets and get back up.
While there was no shortage of work the matter of finding interesting jobs was another. Most of the jobs were simple security jobs, albeit very dangerous jobs they were all mostly the same. A couple of them would be assassination requests from some midlevel businessman or politician that had knew someone who could contact him. Unless something interesting showed up quickly he was most likely to take one of the jobs out in low-sec space, the closer to null the better he got paid. Concord and local law enforcement was also easier to deal with out there. Lackadaisically he continued to scroll through the offers, hoping something would jump out at him.
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Maximia Beflas
Derringer Defenses
5
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Posted - 2013.10.19 17:29:00 -
[63] - Quote
Maximia slowly eats her food in her booth, twirling her fork and pushing the dissected fish taco and its neighboring condiments and vegetables around. She was much to used to simply eating rations, stale foods, ivy injected nutrients, or raw clone flesh. She was quizzed by the food before her from is there an order to eating this? to what is a fish anyway?. She then takes a bite and attempts to eat the broken taco shell, only getting a bite of the fish before placing it into her mouth. She grimaces and makes an awkward expression. After some time passing sloshing and slowly biting on the now milky and completely liquified meat, she swallowed and attempted another bitel, and another, and another, eating and chewing faster and little by little getting accustomed to the food.
Galm Fae wrote:
"I'm a bad person."
She looks over towards Galm muttering those words, piecing together what he said and then putting her hand over her mouth, covering her smile. awww...what did I do to him? ****!. She looks over to Aztek consoling the emotionally bruised Galm, I think he can handle it, maybe I'll go talk to him later if I see him again....
As she puts her fork down onto the plate, she hears the "cling* noise of something hard, the plate. Before she knew it, she had eaten the whole fish in what felt like no time. She then blinks and looks over to the rest of the food and the drink next to her. I'm gona share this with Dem...
Clockwork Jester wrote:
GÇ£Thanks,GÇ¥ CJ pulled a few large bills out of his pocket. GÇ£IGÇÖll be covering the ladies bill,GÇ¥ He nodded towards Maximia. GÇ£Just donGÇÖt let her know who paid for it.GÇ¥ The waiter nodded his understanding before moving on to take care of the other customers.
She raises her hand for the waiter to come over, and asks for the rest to be put into a box.
"Garcon?" She says in a perfect french-like accent.
The waiter turns around, being of Matari blood and knowing Matari language, "Yes?"
"How do I pay?" She says pointing towards the food in the box.
"Your covered."
"....what?"
"Your...covered...somebody paid for you..."
"...what?"
The waiter sighs and walks away, knowing that if she get some time she'll understand.
Maximia sits there, slightly confused and then looks around the restaurant and bites her lip. how'd pay for me?. She then comes to a realization and her eyes go wide with a hint of a grin Maybe it's that Amarrian..... She blushes a little and then stops, blinking a bit, realizing that he had not even dined at the restaurant, simply came...and left. She then sighs disappointed and looks around. I have a stalker..... Paranoia rushes through her and she quickly grabs her food and leaves the restaurant in a quick pace, headed for the door. |
Damus Trifarn
The Yellow Lantern Corps
39
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Posted - 2013.10.19 18:37:00 -
[64] - Quote
Damus enters the restaurant wearing a khaki tuxedo with a garnet, collared shirt underneath. In one hand he carries a briefcase, and with the other he searches through the pockets of his khaki pants to find a slip of paper. Damus reads the note and confirms that this was indeed the place he was supposed to be. He looks around, but his contact was nowhere to be seen. He was eager to show Davor his latest developments in his research, but he would have to wait.
No matter, Damus thought, for it would be a great time to relax after a frantic meeting with the board of an Amarr library. He hated meetings, and that displeasure was only enhanced with having to answer questions about his upbringing every 5 seconds.
"Must of told them I wasn't a terrorist a million times," Damus muttered to himself. "At least I got permission to research in the end."
Trying to compose himself and vent his anger, he thought of Davor's usual lateness, and his excuses for it. Damus let out a slight grin. He knew Davor well enough to guess what he was up to. He took a moment to pity the woman Davor was trying to win over, but his thoughts quickly turned to rest. He decides to take a booth away from the door and falls into his chair. He beckons to a waiter so he can order, but as a waitress walks up, he quietly warns her.
"You may not want to serve my table; I've got a coworker coming to discuss some professional matters. Despite his intelligence, he is a disillusioned ladies' man, and you'll want to save yourself the trouble of putting up with his advancements." The waitress looks at Damus with disgust, and storms off.
"Should've expected that."
Damus waits for a waiter to come, but realizes how busy the place is, and gets settled in for a long wait.
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Galm Fae
Guardian Solutions
DARKSTAR ARMY
119
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Posted - 2013.10.19 21:07:00 -
[65] - Quote
DeadlyAztec11 wrote:Aztec looks at his "friend", for a while. However, Aztec notes that Galm's mind is contested.
~He's being weaker than you.~
*You should learn to make your peace.*
~Speak for yourself.~
*... I will.*
"Sir, if I may interject. Do not let her words confound you. She knows not know your true self. Not where your heart rests, nor why it pumps. There's only one soup who knows the truth."
He sits up straight and looks him in the eyes.
"Yours."
"No, no, no," Galm stammers quickly, lowering his head, "You don't get it, you couldn't get it."
Every emotion inside of him feels like thousands of needles pressing against his frontal lobe. To his credit Galm was doing a great job of holding back the tide. At least, compared to his past episodes.
"I should go. I need get far away from other people for a little while."
Dammit, I can't believe I let something so minor set me off.
His temporal lobes scream again, distorting his reality with a mixture of terror and devine meaning. Something deep in his mind was shouting, telling him that he was here for a reason. He just had to remember why.
Why?
It was a question without an answer. It was both meaningless, and all encompassing.
Why?
It was all he could think of.
Galm produces a small vial of liquid and shoots it back with vigor. Instantly, his breathing calms and he settles back into his seat. |
Aria Gomes
DUST CORE
DARKSTAR ARMY
94
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Posted - 2013.10.19 21:17:00 -
[66] - Quote
Aria walks into her restaurant tiredly. The night before she had fought for the Matari all night. A lot of deaths but supporting her team as best as she could, that good night but a damper on her performance today. Lackluster performances for her and she felt like she was letting her ISK drain. Nodding her head over at Galm and Aztec, she smiled softly.
"Hey you two." She pointed to the booth. "Mind if I sit with you two?" |
DeadlyAztec11
Chatelain Rapid Response
Gallente Federation
2263
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Posted - 2013.10.19 22:54:00 -
[67] - Quote
Aztec's appetizer finally arrives.
"Hmm."
That's all he says before he pours the salsa and guacamole on top if the chips. He proceeds to eat his "nachos". |
Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
301
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Posted - 2013.10.19 22:54:00 -
[68] - Quote
Jakar walks in, rubbing his head with his gloved hands. He stops for a moment, taking in the restaurant. He fixes the collar on his jacket and takes note of the people inside, his eyes landing on Aztec for a brief moment longer than the others. Seeing the smoker in the Heavy Dropsuit in the corner he takes a seat in the opposite corner, and raises the menu. He ponders the last time he had had a meal like this and comes up almost empty.
"Villore," he mutters to himself. It had been three years ago, a lifetime before the clone soldier program, just before the start of another tour.
As he looks the menu over, he uses his datapad to browse some Gallentean furnishing stores to find some new doors. |
Galm Fae
Guardian Solutions
DARKSTAR ARMY
119
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Posted - 2013.10.19 23:15:00 -
[69] - Quote
Aria Gomes wrote:Aria walks into her restaurant tiredly. The night before she had fought for the Matari all night. A lot of deaths but supporting her team as best as she could, that good night but a damper on her performance today. Lackluster performances for her and she felt like she was letting her ISK drain. Nodding her head over at Galm and Aztec, she smiled softly.
"Hey you two." She pointed to the booth. "Mind if I sit with you two?"
"By all means," Galm returns, lifting his head off the table.
He smiles warmly, bouncing back from his mental slip with suprising ease. He'd had experience calling himself back from the threshold of madness.
The frentix helped quite a bit too. |
Jonny D Buelle
Mors Effera
1
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Posted - 2013.10.19 23:52:00 -
[70] - Quote
After drinking 20 or odd so beers and various other alchoholic beverages, Jonny passes out at his corner table, snoring loudly. |
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Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
302
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Posted - 2013.10.20 02:17:00 -
[71] - Quote
After a few minutes, Jakar raises his hand to attract a nearby waitress. When she steps up, Jakar begins his order quietly but loudly enough that she can hear.
"I'd like your Corn Tortilla Chips and Black Bean and Corn Salsa to start. Then I'd like Grilled Maui Maui Tacos followed up by Baked Salmon with rice and beans. I'll take lemonade with the Corn Tortilla Chips and with the Tacos; wine with the Baked Salmon. I'll decide on dessert when I'm done." Jakar watches the girl take his order. She seems a bit inexperienced and novice at the job, but she tries admirably to make a note of it. Jakar nods and smiles approvingly as she walks away with the order then slides his menu to the side.
He looks down at his datapad to the selection of doors. "Hmm... those look nice," he mutters, continuing to scroll through the selection. |
DeadlyAztec11
Chatelain Rapid Response
Gallente Federation
2263
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Posted - 2013.10.20 04:27:00 -
[72] - Quote
Aztec looks up.
*That voice... Where have I heard it before?*
~I know. I'll show you.~
*Do it.*
The numbers flush back into his vision and his eyes dilate.
*Bar... Fight... Club* The images flood back.
Aztec starts clicking his tongue. He listens to the echos and makes a mental image of the restaurant. He hears him make his order.
*At least he has good tastes.* |
Heathen Bastard
The Bastard Brigade
670
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Posted - 2013.10.20 05:20:00 -
[73] - Quote
Heathen finally decides on his order and flags down a waiter.
"Uh, may I please have the corn chowder? and you guys can keep the oyster cookies, never liked the little shell fiends, too hard to get, and they taste like death with a hangover. Oh, and Might I also have some tea. Oolong if you have it, orange herbal otherwise."
The young man wrote the order dutifully, with an odd look in his eye at the special requests and story.
"I'll get that to the kitchen right away, and we have quite a few different types of tea, I'll see if there's any."
"Thanks!"
Heahten quietly sends a message to Jakar via neocom, "Aztec is being strange again, and focusing on you, be wary." |
DeadlyAztec11
Chatelain Rapid Response
Gallente Federation
2265
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Posted - 2013.10.20 05:52:00 -
[74] - Quote
~You catch that?~
*Fill me in*
~Guy just sent a message and other guy looked over to his neocomm.~
*Coincidence?*
~Not sure, but I don't like it.~
*You don't like a lot of things.*
~Just stay vigilant.~
*Relax, anyways that's your job. I'm going to eat my appetizer.*
Aztec grabs a napkin and wipes the corner of his mouth. |
Galm Fae
Guardian Solutions
DARKSTAR ARMY
119
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Posted - 2013.10.20 06:00:00 -
[75] - Quote
DeadlyAztec11 wrote:Aztec looks up.
*That voice... Where have I heard it before?*
~I know. I'll show you.~
*Do it.*
The numbers flush back into his vision and his eyes dilate.
*Bar... Fight... Club* The images flood back.
Aztec starts clicking his tongue. He listens to the echos and makes a mental image of the restaurant. He hears him make his order.
*At least he has good tastes.*
~What's the play? Loud option?~
*Nah, just standbye for tasking... Your actually reasonable when it's go time.*
~Me? You mean us. Yes, we are.~
*Right then.*
Aztec twists his neck sideways and cracks it. Then continued enjoying his meal.
"How you holding up there Galm?"
"Been better really. Kinda tired all of a sudden."
Galm must have said the magic word, because within seconds a waiter is over at his table, eager to ask if he would like a cup of coffee. Galm shakes his head gratefully as he tries to keep awake. He waits patently in the company of his fellow mercenaries. |
Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
302
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Posted - 2013.10.20 12:21:00 -
[76] - Quote
Jakar is still looking through options for the double doors when the message arrives from Heathen. He opens it on his datapad and reads it. He makes no motion to indicate the message's contents but returns his own, looking up with his eyes only to notice the waitress returning with his appetizers. "I'm not worried about him, but keep your eyes open. Tell the girls to behave too."
Jakar sends off the message and slides his datapad out of the way as the waitress arrives. He gives a slight bow in his seat. "Thank you."
He dips the tortilla chips in the salsa and begins to enjoy his meal. Every now and then he scrolls through a design or two for the doors. |
DeadlyAztec11
Chatelain Rapid Response
Gallente Federation
2266
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Posted - 2013.10.20 18:39:00 -
[77] - Quote
"Tell me Galm, what is your end game in life? What do you strive forth, for what do you struggle?" |
Galm Fae
Guardian Solutions
DARKSTAR ARMY
119
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Posted - 2013.10.20 19:33:00 -
[78] - Quote
DeadlyAztec11 wrote:"Tell me Galm, what is your end game in life? What do you strive forth, for what do you struggle?"
Galm answers without even thinking about it.
"Niina."
He himself seems surprised at his answer. He pauses for a moment before speaking again.
"Before I met her all I ever did was run from the person I used to be. Then one day she comes into my life and my whole way of thinking is turned on its head. We might have had a rough patch here and there, but I think I finally get what I am suppose to strive towards. I'm her protector, and when she needs me I will do all in my power to reach her. Everything else is recreational." |
DeadlyAztec11
Chatelain Rapid Response
Gallente Federation
2267
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Posted - 2013.10.20 20:43:00 -
[79] - Quote
"Does she get in trouble often?" |
Galm Fae
Guardian Solutions
DARKSTAR ARMY
119
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Posted - 2013.10.21 01:10:00 -
[80] - Quote
DeadlyAztec11 wrote:"Does she get in trouble often?"
"No, I suppose not. But should the time ever come I've made sure she has a collection of my clones nearby. Eskola keeps mostly to the shadows for now, but that isn't always a good thing." |
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Clockwork Jester
Namtar Elite
Gallente Federation
14
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Posted - 2013.10.21 18:44:00 -
[81] - Quote
Maximia Beflas wrote:
She raises her hand for the waiter to come over, and asks for the rest to be put into a box.
"Garcon?" She says in a perfect french-like accent.
The waiter turns around, being of Matari blood and knowing Matari language, "Yes?"
"How do I pay?" She says pointing towards the food in the box.
"Your covered."
"....what?"
"Your...covered...somebody paid for you..."
"...what?"
The waiter sighs and walks away, knowing that if she get some time she'll understand.
Maximia sits there, slightly confused and then looks around the restaurant and bites her lip. how'd pay for me?. She then comes to a realization and her eyes go wide with a hint of a grin Maybe it's that Amarrian..... She blushes a little and then stops, blinking a bit, realizing that he had not even dined at the restaurant, simply came...and left. She then sighs disappointed and looks around. I have a stalker..... Paranoia rushes through her and she quickly grabs her food and leaves the restaurant in a quick pace, headed for the door.
Out of the corner of his eye CJ watched MaximiaGÇÖs reaction to discovering that her bill was paid. He was quite amused by her reaction, watching the emotions on her face as she tried to figure out who it was. Her sudden and hasty departure brought a small smile to his face. The mercenary had not expected her to rush out the door so quickly, but it did provide him with a moment of amusement.
It amazed him that some people just couldnGÇÖt turn off that part of their brain; they were always in a combat zone, or scanning for threats. Honestly he found himself doing similar things at times, but he had managed to at least enjoy himself. He was freaking immortal, he might as well act like it. Slowly he shook his head a few times and chuckled to himself, at least his breakfast wasnGÇÖt completely boring. Slowly and methodically he continued to eat as he scrolled through more job offers, all the while he continued to watch and listen to the other patrons. People watching was a fun, and sometimes informative way to pass the time.
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Jakar Umbra
Militaires-Sans-Frontieres
302
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Posted - 2013.10.21 21:21:00 -
[82] - Quote
Jakar receives a message on his Neocom from a mortal associate of his. He reads it as he chews on a chip with salsa on it. As he gets further into the message, his chewing slows, and he gets a dark expression on his face. When he is finished reading the message he returns a message to his associate. "I'm at Aria's."
Jakar finishes the chips, and as the waitress picks up the food, he smiles at her. "Could you please make it two orders of tacos? I have a friend coming to meet me." The waitress nods and scurries off with the dirty dishes.
Jakar looks down at his datapad. "I'll take those ones," he says, placing an order for some double doors and special ordering the engraving for The Second Hex. |
DeadlyAztec11
Chatelain Rapid Response
Gallente Federation
2287
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Posted - 2013.10.21 21:55:00 -
[83] - Quote
Galm Fae wrote:
"No, I suppose not. But should the time ever come I've made sure she has a collection of my clones nearby. Eskola keeps mostly to the shadows for now, but that isn't always a good thing."
"I would have thought that you would have personally wanted to stay by her side. Perhaps under the pretense of being her head security guard."
He sipped at his drink.
~Well she ex-fill'd.~
*The tall chick?* He tapped his glass and listened to the echo.
~Talked to the waiter and left, in a hurry. Body language reads nervous.~
*Regardless, it means one less person to worry about.*
"Hey Galm, notice anyone missing? The tall hot chick is gone." |
Heathen Bastard
The Bastard Brigade
670
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Posted - 2013.10.22 06:00:00 -
[84] - Quote
The Waiter returns with chowder and tea in hand
"sorry for the wait, the tea is fresh though!"
"HOW COULD Y-pfffhaa no problem, didn't even notice. Thanks!"Heathen says with a massive grin.
Taking a sip of tea, Heathen's smile disappears for a fraction of a second and his eyes glaze over. "this brings back memories." |
Aria Gomes
DUST CORE
DARKSTAR ARMY
96
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Posted - 2013.10.22 06:31:00 -
[85] - Quote
Galm Fae wrote:Aria Gomes wrote:Aria walks into her restaurant tiredly. The night before she had fought for the Matari all night. A lot of deaths but supporting her team as best as she could, that good night but a damper on her performance today. Lackluster performances for her and she felt like she was letting her ISK drain. Nodding her head over at Galm and Aztec, she smiled softly.
"Hey you two." She pointed to the booth. "Mind if I sit with you two?" "By all means," Galm returns, lifting his head off the table. He smiles warmly, bouncing back from his mental slip with suprising ease. He'd had experience calling himself back from the threshold of madness. The frentix helped quite a bit too.
"Thanks." She mumbles before taking a seat next to Galm. Waving Kam over, she relaxed in her seat. "Get me a corn chowder please an a tea with some honey and tad bit of cream in it." with a nod, Kam walks off to get her order made.
"How's the day been guys?" |
DeadlyAztec11
Chatelain Rapid Response
Gallente Federation
2290
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Posted - 2013.10.22 18:28:00 -
[86] - Quote
"Well Aria, I got to say, it was fairly uneventful and boring until I happened upon your fine eatery." |
Aria Gomes
DUST CORE
DARKSTAR ARMY
96
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Posted - 2013.10.23 03:36:00 -
[87] - Quote
DeadlyAztec11 wrote:"Well Aria, I got to say, it was fairly uneventful and boring until I happened upon your fine eatery."
With a small smile, Aria eyes practically beam with excitement. "Thanks Aztec. That means a lot." |
Jonny D Buelle
Mors Effera
1
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Posted - 2013.10.23 04:01:00 -
[88] - Quote
Jonny wakes up suddenly from his drunken slumber screaming 'DIE SCUM DIE!' He then looks around and regains his sense quickly. He clears his throat and motions for the cute waitress that was serving him to come over. When she arrived, Jonny quickly ordered 3 more beers and a cheeseburger, creamy chicken pasta, and chili fries.
A quick survey of the room and Jonny wasn't really impressed with the new patrons that had walked in since he passed out. He didn't care that much for most people these days, expect for the occasional Matari Woman, especially ones from the Brutor tribe. |
Heathen Bastard
The Bastard Brigade
670
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Posted - 2013.10.23 05:12:00 -
[89] - Quote
Hearing Jonny's outburst Heathen immediately reaches under his coat with his left hand for a pistol, and gets as far as aiming before realizing that it was some kind of dream and he's already ordering like nothing just happened. He sheepishly replaces the pistol in his coat, happy that no one had a bad reaction for once.
"thank god, I can finish my chowder in peace." |
Galm Fae
Guardian Solutions
DARKSTAR ARMY
119
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Posted - 2013.10.23 05:56:00 -
[90] - Quote
Galm smiles once again. Each time he does it seems more forced and mechanistic. His augmented vision glows a cheerful light blue in spite of his exhausted expression. He seems absolutely giddy when a waiter finally arrives with his coffee, displaying a youthful pep that branches far away from normal expression and into the "uncanny valley."
There are things behind his face. Horrible, vile things that only froth to the surface every now and again. Was the real Galm the boyish smile, or the creature who hid behind it?
"Truth be told, this is the first bit of rest I have gotten in days! It is so wonderful that you built a place like this were people can enjoy a good meal." |
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