[spoiler]Appearance Info:
African-American skin tone,
Tall, skinny, mustached; purple eyes, and a thin mustache, as well as a gap between my front teeth
Long, boney fingers, and lanky arms and legs.
A top hat with a purple feather in it and a skull and crossbones on it;
a necklace with two crocodile teeth, a dark maroon undertaker tailcoat and black pants, white spats over black shoes, a purple vest under his tuxedo that doesn't entirely cover my midriff, and a red cummerbund.
One cane with a purple globe on top. A voodoo talisman, and one sentient shadow.[/spoiler]
[i]I walk by, and sit on a bench.[/i]
English
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[spoiler]Since you have a description I shall do one as well: A fairly tall fellow with a mop of curly brown hair, wearing a blue sweater and a plain white shirt and a pair of old faded out jeans.[/spoiler] [i]Zach sits next to you, he doesn’t seem to notice you sitting there.[/i]
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[i]I chuckle as a wine glass seems to be picked up off of the drink table, and sets itself in my hand.[/i] "Care to make a deal?" [i]*slupingsoundsexe*[/i]
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“Huh..? Oh. Nice hat. And no, last time I made a deal it got me arrested.”
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"Oh, the police don't touch, nor can they touch [i]any[/i] of my friends." [i]I shake my head.[/i]
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“Huh... Neat. Well judging from how you said that I’m guessing that I should still avoid making a deal.”
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"Your loss pal." [i]I start shuffling tarot cards.[/i] "Care for a palm reading?"
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“Eh, sure why not. It’s usually the tower. Actually the last time I got one it was three of the towers which shouldn’t have been physically possible.“
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[i]I chuckle, and grin.[/i] "Shall we head to a quiet place?"
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“Uh... sure I guess.”
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[i]I chuckle again and start walking to an alley a few buildings away.[/i]
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[i]Zach follows, sipping a beer he grabbed along the way.[/i]
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[i]I reach the end of the alley, and open a door, with a sign above it and a spike impaled statue next to the door.[/i]
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“Nice place.”
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"Why thank you." [i]The room is a dark place, with one lightbulb in the back of the coffin shaped room, with a table and two chairs beneath the light.[/i]
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“Wait a second... you aren’t a cop are you?”
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"I am far from a cop, don't worry."
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“Ah okay.” [i]Zach takes a seat in one of the chairs.[/i]
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[spoiler]As you have agreed to a palm reading, intended future for your character?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Just generally? Going to be fairly chaotic for Zach, a lot of things are about to happen at once[/spoiler]
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All I can think of lol
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[spoiler]Most notable about Blaze are his bright red eyes.[/spoiler] Fox doesn’t notice you as she practically drags Blaze to the refreshment table.
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[i]I chuckle and speak to the couple.[/i] "Want a deal to fix your legs?"
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Fox places Blaze by the refreshment table, and he starts to drink from a bottle. “We don’t need any deals.”
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[i]I chuckle, and snap my fingers as a glass of wine floats over to my hand.[/i]
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Fox shrugs. “Wow, you’re sooo cool.”