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*he looks around, unsure if he's alone or not and then goes to take his seat at his usual table, propping his feet up.*

((Why does this always say I'm offline when I'm here?))

*he tosses a dart from his seat at his table, feet still on top of it and waves at the new comer.*
"Bout time someone else wondered in. I am SO freaking bored!"

((does it still say I'm offline))

*he tosses a dart from his seat at his table, feet still on top of it and waves at the new comer.*
"Bout time someone else wondered in. I am SO freaking bored!"

((does it still say I'm offline))

((Yep. Been doing the same to me. Was working fine 2 days ago.))

He jumps and looks at the one table. He hadn't seen him there.. Somehow he missed him.

Woah, didn't see you there. My name's Protezione, and yours? I just came here.

((this really bugs me))

"Most people either don't see me here or try to ignore me."
*shrugs*
"I don't think i cause that much trouble. Anyway, people here have taken to calling me Pulse. Not my real name but, it'll do. So what brings you to the syndicate?"

*he grins*
"Mine is pretty long and complicated. I started to chronicle some of it in the history book. More to see if anyone pays attention. Anyway, I'm here because this place has been my home for centuries. Why go any where else? It also seems that since no one pays any attention to me, it is pretty easy to pull pranks. I've stolen the entire bar stock as well as a table and chair from the Inn. I had some help in pouring kool aid in the hot springs. I've also had 4 death threats and two attempts. "
*shrugs*
"Like I said, I try to stay out of trouble."
*grins again*

[Yeah...I see that...
He gives him a sarcastic look.

Anyway.. What's there to do around here? As nice as the place is, I'm a bit bored, I need something to do with my time.
He sits down in a chair at the table Pulse is at.

*tosses another dart that appears in his hand. Another appears and he points the flights towards Protezione*
"Want one? Anyway, I spend allot of time doing this, bored like yourself. Usually I'm hoping that special someone will walk in and I can continue to find ways to endear myself to her. I dunno how successful I've been. She's difficult to read. Still, other then that, I get in trouble. I seem to be really good at that. My second death attempt came after apparently insulting like six people with one remark. Not even all that sure what I siad. Still, it was great becuase one of them was a total tool and couldn't hold up in a verbal spar. He ran full speed into every remark I could make! It was great!
Although, most of the time I'm around here, no one else is so, I sit here and toss darts. Hoping for her but, happy with any company."
*leans back in his chair a bottle of Sprecher Root Beer appears in his hand. He takes a big drink*
"So what's your schtick? What do you do?"

[Well, I was trained to be in an elite mercenary force called SeeD at Aries. I'm pretty much a fighter, in a way, but only in defense. But that's what I do.

*nods*
"Cool. I can respect a protector of the people. Far better then some of the other hats I've worn in the past. There's plenty of other fighter here too. Most are usually up for a good spar. I personally have developed a bit of a distaste for the art. Not that I don't enjoy watching it's just....Nevermind. I devote more of my time to following in mamma Loki's steps and create as much trouble as I can."