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 Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2007 3:06 am
Ed hearing Arcus's call excused himself from the common room and made his way up stairs to where the voice had come from, as he reached the door he saw the door open and the big demon that was inside. "What is it this time?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2007 1:55 pm
Arcus cursed, loudly. "********! Ed, who all is downstairs?"
The old man stumbled over the question, and made a mental recollection of who all was down stairs. There was the girl who wanted the schnapps, the silent stranger, and the one fellow whom he thought had gone to the bathroom. He relayed as much. "Ah'm thinkin' there's two down in the parlor right now, the stranger and the girl, and one in the bathroom, that charming fellow who bought the rum.. I don't know if he's come out though. Other than that, nobody's come in the front door."
"Aw, s**t. I was hoping it was the stranger. Vaatra, let's get our scaly asses down there, Ed, watch the girl, make sure she don't die." With that, he pushed passed the old man, and made intent on the door that the man would hopefully be pushing for.
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Jester=.runn1ng_sc4r3D Crew
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 2:30 am
Vaatra nodded at his brother and brushed past Ed out of the room. Already he was noticing that he was considerably less drunk than he was before.
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 11:19 am
Pax got down the stairs still being as silent as the grave, and headed towards the bathroom. He looked behind him to make sure those fellows were still upstirs, and that the tenants were not paying the bathroom any mind. He opened the bathroom door as little as he could, and entered, closeing it behind him quickly. He walked into the far stall he used before, took the silencer off his gun, grabed a bottle out from under his cloak, smelled it, drank it all, flushed, washed his hands, and by the time he opened the bathroom door he was 100% seeable again. With a smile on his face he headed back towards his drinks.
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 1:58 pm
with a light sigh Ama continued to tap the top of the bottle on the bartable, a satisfying click resounding through the room as the top popped off and went soaring into the air. The look of satisfaction on her face was all too immense for a simple bottle of schnapps, however it was a mighty tasty drink. Ama's eyes looked around the room and towards the stairs, bits of conversation coming through the floorboards every now and then.
There was a far off look in her eyes as she lifted the bottle to her lips, the look of satisfaction now disappearing, and a look of gult and sorrow filling it.
Nanji looked to the great scaled creature that Vaatra hade become, her eyes widening less then one would expect in the current situation... With a low rumbling and almost feline growl she reached down to the bag slumped beside her bed, the only latch of the thing now slippery with her own blood. With a frusterated sigh she tumbled and rolled over, using her functioning arm to root around in her bag for her knife.
She cringed lightly as the tip of the knife sank into her palm another growl before she corrected the blade and pulled it out of the case. It would be difficult but perhaps with some help she would be able to pull the three bulets from her collar and her shoudlers. "Hello again Ed..." She sighed lightly as she tried to ignore everything else in the room.
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 10:26 am
Ed responded softly. "Hey, gel. How ya' feelin'?" He noticed the girl had a knife, and assumed the worst. He grabbed at her hand. "There's no need fer that. We've got our methods fer dealing with gunshots. I've had a few meself."
Arcus jumped down the stairs a moment before pax left the restroom. The look he shot at the man was less than kind. He strode over to the door, and locked it both mundanely and Arcanely, the door's mystical nature strengthening the locking spell beyond what anyone short of the pope himself could dispell. "Now, somebody in this tavern has been sneaking around invisibly, which can mean one of two things. The first of these is that the invisible patron is stealing, which is not something I like to smile upon, or they're here to assassinate somebody, which is something that doesn't happen here. Now, somebody in my employ has been shot three times, and I've not got any patience for the shooter. I'm going to ask you all to turn out your belongings, or I'm going to call in the brute squad." He guestured emphatically with the blood-red greatsword in his hand, making a particularly large gesture with the sword at the words 'brute squad' towards his scaly brother with horns. "Are we clear?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 5:49 pm
((wow, why did you get rid of that one?))
"I did not come here to be called a thief" Pax said, sounding rather offended. He walked foward a few steps, took off his cloak, shook it, turned it inside out, and shook it again. A small dagger fell out, but no sign of any stolen bag or anything else that would lead him to be suspected of anywrong doing. Hell, for all Pax cared Arcus could look through it himself, he wouldn't find anything linking him to the quick theft. The cloak had many compartments, but none that would open, or be noticable, save for Pax hands and eyes. Pax himself had no idea how it worked, he bought this cloak in the undercity, but it was one of his more usefull toys. He then turned out his pockets, were he had a decent amount of money, somewhere along the lines of 5000 dollars, and a small grey ball, which anyone who spent a day on the streets would know is a common fire bomb, used mostly to attack goverment buildings.
"Now, I will say" Pax said picking up his dagger and putting it back into his cloak "I find this place is becomeing, rather.........tense. Unless you start treating you partons like guests, rather then suspects, I'm going to go else where for my late night drink. But, rather then harp, I'll ask, what was stolen that is so vital?"((kept it posted in case))
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 8:22 pm
"I feel fine... Christ Ed, you think I'm going to kill myself or something?" Nanji pulled her hand away from Ed's and gently eased the blade into her arm, a small clicking sound making her smile as the bullet was eased to the surface.
"See Ed? No harm, no foul..." She laughed as she began to dig at the one by her shoulder, a small frown wasing over her when she couldn't find the bullet. "Could you help me out?" She asked softly as she held her hand over the slowly fading wound where the first bullet had been.
Ama watched Arcus as he walked towards the door and demanded to see her belongings, with a light sigh she slowly walked over to the couch and began searching for her belongings. With a soft shriek her face went a lighter shade of pale, her body shivering lightly as she looked over to where she had been sitting at the bar. "Somebody stole my bag..." She mumbled lightly, her eyes growing wide as she tried to surpress her tears. "I had everything in that bag..." She groaned lightly as she flopped onto the couch.
((Fixed.))
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 11:03 am
"Ai, sure thing miss." Ed mumbled something else, and held his hands over her other two wounds like a puppetmaster would hold his puppets. After a moment, strings shot from each of his fingers, into the wounds, and he yanked his hands back, the bullets easing their way out of the holes with no small amount of force, before settling in Ed's palms. "Now, you should take a mote of a nap, yer bound to be tired, day like you've had. Jee-zus."
Arcus watched curiously as Pax procured his cloak. He made some arcane gestures behind his back, his detect magic enchantment coming on. Arcus looked at the cloak, the kind of magic there nearly blinding him. He blinked a couple of times, and looked past the cloak at the man holding it, who still had a slight aura of mysticism around him. "Now, normally, m'dear, I would give two shits as to why your cloak there is enchanted. But, if you'll notice, I'm a bit fed up with enchantments. Now, I'll ask you one more time, turn out ALL your pockets." He turned and strode past the man, brushing in a very rough manner into his shoulder. "And, the lot of you, I need any of your weapons visible!" He turned again, to the man he was sure was the thief, and said "That means you too, friend."
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 1:55 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 6:56 pm
Arcus Shadowson Ed responded softly. "Hey, gel. How ya' feelin'?" He noticed the girl had a knife, and assumed the worst. He grabbed at her hand. "There's no need fer that. We've got our methods fer dealing with gunshots. I've had a few meself." Arcus jumped down the stairs a moment before pax left the restroom. The look he shot at the man was less than kind. He strode over to the door, and locked it both mundanely and Arcanely, the door's mystical nature strengthening the locking spell beyond what anyone short of the pope himself could dispell. "Now, somebody in this tavern has been sneaking around invisibly, which can mean one of two things. The first of these is that the invisible patron is stealing, which is not something I like to smile upon, or they're here to assassinate somebody, which is something that doesn't happen here. Now, somebody in my employ has been shot three times, and I've not got any patience for the shooter. I'm going to ask you all to turn out your belongings, or I'm going to call in the brute squad." He guestured emphatically with the blood-red greatsword in his hand, making a particularly large gesture with the sword at the words 'brute squad' towards his scaly brother with horns. "Are we clear?" ((Dangerous roleplay to be saying that in.))
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 11:48 pm
How tiresome thought Pax. But he was glad the man was so emotional. Emotional men were weaker, and this man seemed unable to keep his feelings out of things, even when his desires would be more easily met otherwise. Rudeness such as this was very often the cause of problems, and Pax nearly broke out laughing when he thought of his next play.
“I emptied my pockets. You my pat me down if you wish, but I assure you that you won’t find anything other then what I showed you.” He tossed his dagger and bomb to the floor.
“I’d let you hold my cloak yourself, but given your recent actions I can’t help but fear for my personal belongings safety. And since you do seem to care so much for personal belongings, I’m sure you’ll understand. Ah, and one more thing.”
With that Pax pulled a cell phone out of his pocket, press one button, and quickly relayed a message.
“Yes, Police? I’m at The Very Questionable Joint, I’m sure you’ve heard of it. Yes, that’s the one. The owner is threatening the patrons with magic. Two minutes? Thank you.” He hung up.
“I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but it might be in your best interest to put away the sword. The churches Special Forces tend to hold that kind of action in a somewhat negative light. And there magic far supersedes yours. Hell, I’d wager that combined they are more powerful then the pope. By the way, I doubt they will be worried about, any missing items. Magic tend to be seen as the greater crime these days. Shame isn't it?”
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:17 am
Pax's actions put him well out of good standing. "You're a dead man, friend!" Arcus rushed the man, ducking low, thusly giving him a low profile, Bloodlust at the ready. He swung at the man's midsection, the kind of blow that would cut cleanly through a lung if it connected.
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 9:26 am
Arcus Shadowson "Ai, sure thing miss." Ed mumbled something else, and held his hands over her other two wounds like a puppetmaster would hold his puppets. After a moment, strings shot from each of his fingers, into the wounds, and he yanked his hands back, the bullets easing their way out of the holes with no small amount of force, before settling in Ed's palms. "Now, you should take a mote of a nap, yer bound to be tired, day like you've had. Jee-zus."
"I feel better then you might think..." She laughed as she gave Ed a curious smile. “How did you do that?” She asked him lightly as she tried to focus on the remaining holes, the skin pulling back together with a harder time then she was expecting. “I mean I thought that what I could do was cool…” She teased as she brushed her hand along his, pulling his fingers open and gawking at the bullets now lying in his palm.
“Would it be alright if I went to get something to eat?” Ama watched the as Pax and Arcus began to argue, the loss of her items now seeming small compared to what was about to happen. It would seem as though this was no longer such an innocent place to be and with small movements she began to walk towards the bathrooms and the stairs, Crying out softly as she watched Arcus attack.
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