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Whodunit?

Ross or his employees. 0.23809523809524 23.8% [ 10 ]
The insect demon guy. 0.023809523809524 2.4% [ 1 ]
The obvious serial killer. 0.11904761904762 11.9% [ 5 ]
The pretty-obviously-a-vampire religious guy. 0.19047619047619 19.0% [ 8 ]
The dreadhead Atlantean. 0.023809523809524 2.4% [ 1 ]
The wererat shaman. 0.047619047619048 4.8% [ 2 ]
Someone else, the suspects are window dressing 0.16666666666667 16.7% [ 7 ]
Daimonas through a patron. 0.095238095238095 9.5% [ 4 ]
The People's Republic 0.023809523809524 2.4% [ 1 ]
The Liberation Front 0.071428571428571 7.1% [ 3 ]
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goldy entered the building, and walked past the woman in front of her and handed to the bar. ' umm could i get some water please', goldy asked as she sat down.
" Yeah well, I hadn't intended on joining at first. But I kinda got drafted onto Lu Bu... and there is a certain girl... "


Damon left it at that and swallowed the last bit of soda letting it take with it the last bit of the crackers he had in his mouth. Once that was taken care of Damon threw the soda can into a nearby trashcan and finally sat up in his seat rolling his shoulders a bit. Things were starting to settle down and that meant pretty soon he could get up from his seat and walk the beach without having to worry about puking on himself.

Right about his second mid flex he caught the voice of the woman, back door girl as the joke was, speaking directly at him. The only thing that Damon could think of was ' oh crap, I don't want to become famous for this. ' All Damon wanted out of life was to travel and have his friendly duels without worrying about being hounded or expected to live up to some great image.

However, being the civil one he was he spoke up. " Yeah, that was me. " Who else in that tournament had used psychic powers and fought with a mannequin leg as his main weapon? Well, despite it being a grueling match anyways.
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She nodded at his response, examining her pink painted nails. "That's all I wanted to know, really," she said with a sly smile. "I don't expect an autograph or anything. I just find those kinds of tournaments rather entertaining." She shrugged and took a breath. "But you look like you could use some medicine..." she added, her voice trailing off.
[Actually, it's pretty much a shack with the bar and barstools covered by a roof, open to the beach, but... whatever works.]

"Tap, bottled, or mineral, plain or on the rocks?"

He had already started with his drink - a Blue Hawaiian. Pouring the rum in the blender, he turned sideways again to have an eye on pretty much everyone in the bar.He added the pineapple juice, liqueur, and the cocunut cream, tossed in a cup of ice, and closed the lid before hitting "blend" and grabbing a highball glass.
goldy sighed before replying. " ummmmmmmmmmmm tap ....no bottle, yes bottle water please".
Rhoslyn simply waved a hand as he poured himself his cocktail. A second later, there was a loud THUD from the fridge.

"Oh, right... forgot to open the fridge."

The machine rocked back and forth, then the fridge side opened and a bottle of water zoomed towards Rhoslyn before he made a slight shooing motion and tilting his head towards the woman - the bottle promptly floated towards her instead. It was pretty much full dark at this point - only a few rays were visible over the horizon.

He grinned and looked away from the fighter and his admiring fan to study the slightly-tired sounding woman.

"I certainly hope you're armed out here if you plan on taking many walks around the beach. Some of the locals aren't exactly friendly."
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goldy grabbed the bottle of water and opened it. then she chugged it down as if she hadden had a drink in days. once she finished. she looked up at the owner and said, " thanks i need that. " she then sighed and asked " do you guys know were i can find a guy name Rhoslyn".
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She shrugged. "Apparently I frightened Mr. Silver Hair away," she thought, not realizing that it was out loud. It was okay, though...she was used to people being frightened away. She was never very good at making conversation. In fact, she was actually quite shy. Instead, feeling quite lonely, she tapped her nails against the surface of the table.
"Well, that'd be me, actually. Most people remember Ross better than Rhoslyn, though..."

He ran a hand through his darkish curls and laughed a little self-consciously before taking another drink. Glancing at the other woman before returning his attention to Goldy, he tilted his head to the side.

"You're... em, uh... well, I should know you, anyway. The cook, right?"

He glanced around the beach, halfway expecting a new customer, aside from the fellow who'd just shown up quite unceremoniously, that was. Automatically, his right hand moved down to the sawn-off under the bar, although the AK he was still carrying would have done the job equally well should the situation call for it.

The sound of nails drew his attention back.

"Hey, uh... I didn't get your name. Backdoor girl. Did you want anything to drink... and you should join us over here. It's better lit."

[Edited.]
Damon hadn't been frightened away, more so he wasn't paying attention after the lady said that's all she wanted to say. Without much to say in general Damon had settled on watching the set drift down to meet the ocean. He almost expected it to fizzle out once it touched the water, that's how it looked when the sun slipped down behind the horizon and the sky went dark. He wondered what the stars and the moon looked like when their light was reflected off the waves at night time.
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She burst into a fit of laughter, her dark brown eyes tearing up almost. She then attempted to stand, but stumbled, still laughing. "Back door girl?" She breathed in. "That sounds like a really bad porno....my name is Brandy. Which...isn't much better, upon thinking." She walked to where everyone else was, still shaking her head.
'oh um would it have been better if i called you ross instead of rhoslyn?"
" oh and yes i am the cook.' viper said as she sat straight up in her chair.
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Sand. Everywhere.

In his shoes. In his pants. His hair, too. This frustrating pervasion of ground rock and salt seemed to work it's way into just about every nook and cranny of this young Cainite's form.

Especially his cranny. Yech.

Despite this, he trudged his way up the beach. To a promising conveyance he'd spotted some time ago. Time for a drink, it seemed.


'Cranberry juice.'

He'd call this once he'd made it to the shack, taking a seat where there would be one.



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