originally posted in:RP Club
An odd shimmering gate spears in the cantina a man in dark body armor, a dark hood, and a granite-like laughing gargoyle mask steps through. Waving his hand the gate vanishes, looking around the man said "well this is certainly the friendliest dimension I've popped up on so far! Nothing has tried to eat me yet!" The man took a few steps, "hello?"
English
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[i]"And who are you?"[/i]
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The name is Shinros. And I'm from out of town! I was wondering if you could direct me to the nearest brothel? Or barring that the finest pub so I may drink off the dimension lag.
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[i]"well, since this is the only living space on the planet, you better stay here. There's a bar in the cantina."[/i]
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Heads to bar, the eye sockets on the mask fill with a cheery orange fire.
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[b]the bartender adresses you.[/b] [i]"what shall you have today, sir?"[/i]
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Looks both ways to check for eavesdroppers, having seen none looks slightly disappointed before saying "house choice, just make it strong!" The fire eyes seem to wink at the bartender.
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[b]he pours a glass of scotch.[/b] [i]"here you are, sir!"[/i]
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Takes the scotch and just holds it. Tilting his masked face he peers at the bartender. "So as you can probably tell I'm not from around here. What can you tell me about this world?" Stirs the scotch gently in his hand.
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[i]"well, it's a s barren as... well, there's no other comparable examples! We chose this barren rock because it was a perfect location for our hideout."[/i]
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Hideout! Cool so this is the underworld? The black market!? The underbelly of society!? Nice! Was that a casino I saw on the way here?
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[i]"Not exactly the underworld, no. We run a legitimate business. Private Military Companies. This is a hideout for anyone in the galaxy looking for protection. There are no casinos set up yet."[/i]
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Darn... *sets now surprisingly empty scotch down. I got excited when I imagined the flashy lights. Now don't get alarmed, * pulls out 2 high tech grenade-like objects. A friend of mine gave these to me after we fought to the almost death. Anywhere I can go to have them duplicated or at least analyzed?
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[i]"give them to the boss."[/i]
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Ah ok, *looks around for the boss.
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[i]"he'll be in his office."[/i]
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Thank you, how much for all the scotch? *When the bartender checks he finds that the bottle he poured the one and only drink Shinros was given, is now empty as well.
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[i]"the whole bottle was 30 dollars."[/i]
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Er... *Pats imaginary pockets... "Dollars huh... Ok how's this?" *flips his hand and conjured a glowing brown gem the size of a chicken egg.
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[i]"um... this will do, I assume... the boss' office is this way."[/i] [b]he points to a door on the left, past some stairs.[/b]
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*nods politely to bartender and heads to office. Past the empty chairs. Knocks a rhythm on the door.
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[b]some struggle is heard behind the door along with some muffled voices.[/b] [u]WHAT?! But... but you were dead![/u] [i]"A-A-Ah, temporarily. You know I can't die, [b]Jarek.[/b]"[/i] [u]B-But Boss, Jax, I...[/u] [i]"[b]Not. Jax.[/b] from now on, you call me [b]Ghost.[/b] I'm taking back the business. And this time, No mercy. I already killed off That son of a bitch Argyle along with his bitch Kiaya. From now on, we take assassination contracts as well. Now get the hell out of my chair."[/i] [b]the doors open as a man runs past you, visibly upset.[/b]
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Watches the distraught person run then looks into office. "Friend of yours?" *the eye flames burn yellow slyly.
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[b]the white figure looks over to you.[/b] [i]"Customer?"[/i]
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And perhaps friend... *the laughing gargoyle mask seemed to smile even more. "Forgive me but I couldn't help overhearing your little conversation. You accepting assassination contracts?!"
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[i]"well, at first I only took bounty hunting jobs, but then that changed when one of the people I called "love" betrayed me. That back stabbing son of a bitch let me die while he watched... and that's why I killed him."[/i]