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Midtown
Apr 17, 2017 6:00:49 GMT -5
Post by Vitsheep on Apr 17, 2017 6:00:49 GMT -5
Kayla
(Is that wanting to sleep to recover (I don't think Kayla's injured) or doing a random encounter in the area? And also a random encounter in midtown or in uptown?)
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Midtown
Apr 17, 2017 7:31:04 GMT -5
via mobile
Post by Malefio on Apr 17, 2017 7:31:04 GMT -5
Random encounter on midtown I guess
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Midtown
Apr 17, 2017 14:46:18 GMT -5
Post by Vitsheep on Apr 17, 2017 14:46:18 GMT -5
Roy
You head into the bar. There's only one other person in there eating. And by eating, I mean drinking with some food nearby. Which is odd, because he's wearing a uniform from a local mechanic shop. And presumably has to go back to work before long.
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Post by Bloodmancer on Apr 17, 2017 14:51:06 GMT -5
Roy glances wearily at the man, not wanting to get into a possible fight with the drunken man, Roy sits down a ways off and looks at the menu...
After glancing over the choices he simply decides he will order whatever special they are serving, with some water of course... can't get drunk on the job...
While he waits to order he strikes up a conversation with the bartender. "Hear anything odd lately?"
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Midtown
Apr 17, 2017 15:32:35 GMT -5
Post by Vitsheep on Apr 17, 2017 15:32:35 GMT -5
Roy
The bartender brings out a plate of salisbury steak. "Yeah, I hear plenty odd. Talking about anything in particular?"
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Post by Bloodmancer on Apr 17, 2017 15:57:22 GMT -5
Taking a quick bite of the steak, Roy chews and swallows to avoid talking with his mouth full. "Yeah, anything about people having weird dreams... maybe anything about Extra-Dimensional beings? I know it sounds crazy, but I'm doing some research on odd things happening around the city."
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Midtown
Apr 17, 2017 16:56:55 GMT -5
Post by Vitsheep on Apr 17, 2017 16:56:55 GMT -5
Roy
The bartender rubs his chin. "Nah, can't say I really have. A few folks complaining of trouble sleeping, but nothing unusual about that."
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Post by Bloodmancer on Apr 17, 2017 18:00:53 GMT -5
"Well damn..." Roy seems slightly upset but thanks the bartender anyway and finishes his food. After paying for his meal, Roy stands outside the bar for a moment, thinking about his next course of action. There has to be some sort of place with lots information around here... isn't there a university? Maybe I should check that out, ask questions around there. Should be able to get somewhere. There are lots of scholars in that area...
Go to the university.
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Midtown
Apr 17, 2017 20:31:01 GMT -5
Post by Vitsheep on Apr 17, 2017 20:31:01 GMT -5
Kayla
(Sit tight for a bit while I catch up some people)
Roy
You pay the man and start for the door. The bell jingles as the door opens with a pair of new customers and oh Azathoth you can't think of a single person in the world you less wanted to walk through that door. It's the grappler-geek that decked you while you were pepper sprayed this morning, accompanied by some lady who looks like she stepped out of a 1920's fashion magazine.
Francis
Alathea gives you a lift to a nice little "tavern" in midtown, making small talk along the way. The "tavern" turns out to be a bar. A little place called the Drunken Ferret. Alathea opens the door. "So, what'd the guy look like?"
Well, he kinda looked exactly like the guy standing a few feet in front of you, in the middle of leaving the bar.
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Post by Bloodmancer on Apr 17, 2017 20:41:58 GMT -5
"Holy shit! Get the fuck away from me! I swear to god!!!"
Roy jumps back and immediately take a defensive stance, his eyes ablaze with frustration and anger...
Roy spreads his feet shoulder width apart, he makes sure that his stance is even and balanced. He pushes his upper body down lower, he looks as if he is half crouched down, ready tackle someone. His hands are balled in front of his face and his elbows point outward.
You can see his eyes sharpen. Ready for a fight.
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Midtown
Apr 17, 2017 22:06:54 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2017 22:06:54 GMT -5
( oh great no way to retcon crow)
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Midtown
Apr 17, 2017 22:11:03 GMT -5
Post by Vitsheep on Apr 17, 2017 22:11:03 GMT -5
(Crow pulls out a bucket of popcorn and shakes his head)
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Apr 17, 2017 22:30:06 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2017 22:30:06 GMT -5
Francis
Oh god not again. This is the crazy jerk that should be locked out. Kaya get somewhere safe. This madman is capable of anything. Get to safety and call the police do that now
Francis then stares at Roy goddamit.
First that stupid snake from my dream causes me to miss time from working out and going to work. Now you stupid bastard your going to get in my way of enjoying a nice juicy burger with fries and all the fixings.
You dun guff you stupid f***** asshole. Now you want to dare make a stance against me i just have one question for yoh.
Francis cracks her knuckles and just glares at him and in the deepest and most serouis tone just looks at him. You pissed off the wrong chick and now I guess I am going to have to do the job that the security couldnt. Before i begin let me ask you one question
Are you ready to repent?
Francis gets into a stance and waits for him to make the first move. She has her body turned away from him and is ready to hip toss him if he tries to tackle her or trip him if he runs past her. If he goes to throw a punch or an elbow then she will counter and uppercut him underneath his jaw
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Midtown
Apr 17, 2017 22:30:48 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2017 22:30:48 GMT -5
(At times like this i really wish i had that barb wired bat with me. I would just go straight up Negen up in here.)
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Midtown
Apr 17, 2017 22:41:33 GMT -5
Post by Bloodmancer on Apr 17, 2017 22:41:33 GMT -5
"You think I WANT to fight? You think I just go around trying yo hurt people for fun!? No, I just want you people to leave me the fuck alone! I have something I have to do, now get out of my way!"
Roy knows better than to go straight in. He can't make the first move, at least not directly.
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