Magnus didn't bat an eye when Zetsu asked for a teacher. As soon as the two placed their orders, he called over one of his employees and told them something in an inaudible whisper. While they scampered off to take care of whatever he'd told them to, he procured two scotch glasses.
"I'm afraid we're out of fresh raspberries, so we'll have to improvise. You have my apologies in advance if this doesn't come out right," Magnus told Artemis as he poured Zetsu's water and dropped a few ice cubes in.
As soon as he served that drink, he poured a mixture of two clear liquids into Artemis' glass, coating the bottom with something that smelled very alcoholic and then filling it about halfway with something that smelled softly of apple. He dumped a thimble of light blue liquid in, stirred until it was evenly colored, then grabbed two ice cubes. He set one spinning on the other and took a minute to shape the spinning one with a warm needle to look like a raspberry. As soon as it was passably the right shape, he painted it with a red liquid and set it in the drink. As the red of the "raspberry" mixed with the light blue of the rest of the drink, the concoction started to turn a pale purple.
"One Indigo Thaw," he announced, sliding the drink toward Artemis. It would taste like a mix of raspberry and apple with a faintly alcoholic bite. "The recipe's from a bar in the Land of Frost, hence the name. Contrary to what the flavor would suggest, it's non-alcoholic, but I can make an alcoholic version if you'd prefer. Ah, and the young man's instructor is here."
An irate woman in a finely pressed black suit took a seat a few places down from the duo. She looked more tightly wound than her hair, which was in the tightest bun that it could possibly be.
"Two grand, pay up front," she said to no one in particular. Then, directly to Magnus: "Nothing fancy, just something with a heavy flavor that won't get me drunk."
He mixed a considerably less elegant drink than Artemis' in mere seconds.
"None of your equipment today, I see," he commented as she downed half her drink in a single gulp.
"Those damn Shinjiro and the patrols from the United Hidden Villages are spoiling for a fight and armor and a weapon just screams 'hit me' to them."
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2018 10:07 pm
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After Magnus’ aid departed, Zetsu found himself mesmerized at the artistry of the mans drink mixing skills. Many nights Zetsu would see the guards drinking their sake and releasing their inhibitions amongst the other cave dwellers. However, the quality of beverage found in this establishment was far beyond the understanding of such individuals. Those were the men who liked to imbibe cheap liquor, enjoying a mediocre evening of events. Magnus, on the other hand, was a true artist. The smells of fresh ingredients mixing in the air with the potent alcohol, creating a very interesting aroma.
Suddenly Zetsu was broken from his trance as words rang out beside him. He hadn’t even seen nor had he heard the well dressed woman as she sat at the bar. The moment the price rang out into the open space and no one had responded, Zetsu knew that this was Magnus’ doing. Fumbling for the Ryo he had bought with him from the bases safe, Zetsu tried his best to think of a cover way to pass her the funds, however he was not so graceful or stealthy. Instead he settled on handing Magnus the two thousand Ryo, knowing the barkeep would see the woman paid in private.
“Her next drink is on me.”
Zetsu uttered siding Magnus the small bundle of bills. His young impressionable mind would emulate the posture and frontward gaze of his new teacher. In earnest Zetsu was complete a wreak on the inside. His anxiety was flaring and his hands a sweaty mess. He would anxiously wait her next order.
Artemis watched him create the drink with mild interest, aware she would never make use of such a skill herself but nevertheless enthralled with the practice. She was pleased by the Indigo Thaw, almost hesitant to drink it and be gone with it. "I pity the villagers that'll never experience any of this. Thank you." She finally took a sip, and wasn't disappointed with the taste.
However, pleasantries like compliments and polite conversation about toxicology would have to wait. It felt like she would never get a break of her duties, but that was the unavoidable part of rogue-hood. "Well, I trust that my... acquaintance here will be returned in one piece after his training. I'll be back for him before long." She examined the teacher briefly, aware that any eiseijutsu practitioner with "equipment" was likely well versed in the practice and understood too intimately the limits of the body. She bowed her head to both Magnus and the teacher.
She took a few more sips of her drink, careful to keep her curiosity in check and not ask about the nature of the teacher's armor and weapon, nor about any personal details of Magnus' travels or lifetime. Being a rogue meant keeping to the shadows, and keeping your secrets equally well hidden. She drained the last of the glass as she rose. "I'll collect you before long, kid. Don't leave the city."
She left without another word.
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have fun!! >:3
Ergo War
i wish i could make that drink xD
Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2018 4:48 pm
Magnus took the cash, counted it, then bundled it up.
"Well, I'd better get going," the lady spoke coolly. She finished her drink and offered the bartender her hand to shake. "You've got the best drinks, Magnus."
"A pleasure, Mio," he answered, clasping her hand in his own briefly.
"Right. Kid, you coming with? I've got a nice apartment." She focused her stony glare on Zetsu as she apparently propositioned him. Without waiting for an answer, she left the building.
((Quick post is quick. Will post in the residential area shortly.))
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Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2018 5:38 pm
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“Mio” Zetsu thought to himself and Magnus uttered the woman’s name. They seemed to be quite good friends, of not old partners. The pair of them came off a similar vibe as the shishin members, insanely skilled and knowledgeable in their own respects. The moment he fixed his mouth to answer her clearly rhetorical question, Mio was on her way. With Zetsu following closely behind.
Zetsu walked into the bar with a curious look on his face. The young man had clearly grown in both size and maturity since last Magnus laid eyes on him. The Owner of the bar would take notice of Zetsu’s sleek golden skin, compliments of the slug senjutsu training the young man had recently gone through. Walkingbupbto the bar, Zetsu would pull a stool and seat himself at the bar, He looked for the man that shishin held in such high regard. Zetsu knew not much but to respect the man as Atsuko ordered. Magnus was clearly quite a valuable ally to them. Spotting the Moderate man himself, Zetsu motioned to order a beverage if the man was free.
Magnus approached the young lad with a glass half-full of ice water in hand. It clinked when he set it down on the wood of the counter, so he lifted it again and slid a coaster underneath it. Peeking out from under the coaster was a small square of paper.
"How may I help you?" he asked with the air of cordiality he maintained at all times. "The drink I prepared for the young miss last time? Perhaps something different?"
Note:
UHV presence has increased considerably in recent weeks. A petitioner has asked that someone be sent to disrupt the shipping lanes they're using to transport equipment. Travel the roads of Sasagi city to a westbound sideroad 2.3 kilometers south of the city entrance. It will be marked by a blueberry bush and a heavily graffitied boulder. Destroy this route or render it otherwise impassible for as great a distance as you can manage. Then stake out and extort a toll out of them when they pass along a nearby road that will serve as a detour. ((Missions: Arsonist, Toll Road (generate a random number between 100 and 500 for the amount you extort).))
While you're out, one of our associates has ceased correspondence. Scouting reports suggest they've been chased out of their home. Head there and reclaim a black box that's being kept in the basement. Light the building on fire on your way out, then bring the box back here. ((Missions: Espionage, Arsonist.))
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2018 12:21 am
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Zetsu was overly excited to see the glass of ice water and went directly for it, gulping it down as if he hadn’t drank in day.
“the water was fine sir, I’ve never drank and I don’t think the others would want me lowering my guard without them around.”
Zetsu took another large gulp of water, finishing the glass and leaving only the ice, in preparation to ask Magnus for some work. However, it was that moment, Zetsu realized the covertly placed piece of paper. Momentarily he had forgotten Artemis’ words regarding Magnus and how he worked closely with shishin. It would be rude to turn down a mission request from this man indeed. Luckily for Zetsu the work was to take on the UHV and finally play his part in the resistance. Leaving payment for the drink, Zetsu would place some Ryo on the wooden table and slyly slide the square piece of paper into his hand. He would tap his palm on the table lightly to signify that he understood the request.
“Thank you for your support, the water was quite refreshing and your glassware is impeccable sir.”
Bowing to Magnus, Young Zetsu was on his way to the location described in the mission details. Dawning his crude wooden mask he would walk through the front door with a new purpose.
Whise (Weiss or w-AY-s) NoctisShinsetsu ▬Sannin ▪ One katana ▪ Chakra 1345/1345 ▪ Stamina 1005/1005 ▪ Retsuseirei Chakra:200/200 ▪ Sacred Amulet 620/620 ▪ AC:105,300 ▪ Ryo:30,100 Info Currently Undiscoverable ▬
[ The world pushes us without mercy ]
Whise blinked at these guys utter stupidity but hey lets see how this goes."Alright let me take care of getting the suits lets meet up outside the casino"
Disruption V2[Jutsus Available] Active 5/5 post
[and when some push back, the world points and cries...EVIL.]
Whise (Weiss or w-AY-s) NoctisShinsetsu ▬Sannin ▪ One katana ▪ Chakra 1345/1345 ▪ Stamina 1005/1005 ▪ Retsuseirei Chakra:200/200 ▪ Sacred Amulet 620/620 ▪ AC:105,300 ▪ Ryo:30,100 Info Currently Undiscoverable ▬
[ The world pushes us without mercy ]
Whise blinked at these guys utter stupidity but hey lets see how this goes."Alright let me take care of getting the suits lets meet up outside the casino"
Disruption V2[Jutsus Available] Active 5/5 post
[and when some push back, the world points and cries...EVIL.]
Paro walked through the doors of the Moderate Man and looked around, she was starving but didn’t know what for. She walked through the sat down at the bar “ Can I just have a glass of tonic water? “ She tapped her ryo purse on the counter and the bartender quickly took notice, the screaming headache only seemed to take more of her concentration. The minute she got the mark, the headache grew. The glass was set in front of her and she slid a small amount of ryo across to him. She grabbed the glass and noticed that her hand shook; for most of Paros life she prided herself on a steady hand needed for handling a whip. Making the subtle observation, she continued to fight a losing battle with her headache.
Taketori felt some sort of strange nostalgia as he approached the Moderate Man Bar and Grill from the Hospital. The first time he had made this trip, he re-united with comrades from long ago and joined a family. He performed a blood rite with his new Sister. They had raided deep into the earth and lost one of their own. It had certainly been a journey worth going on for the nomad. Entering the bar, he acknowledged the bartender with a simple nod and asked for the usual. For Taketori, this tended to be a handle of high-proof grain alcohol. It burned to drink and was highly flammable. For a man of his size, it was the only thing that could do the trick fast enough. He dropped a large handful of ryo on the table and waited for some change back. He was still unused to using these metal disks for transactions...
At least the establishment here tended to be understanding. While he did not know the proper way to exchange money for services, his imposing presence and the way he stared down shopkeepers, searching for a trace of duplicity, tended to keep them honest. He did a quick glance of the area and recognized a familiar face from the Hospital. Getting two glasses from a staff member, Taketori approached her and sat next to her, observing initially.
Her hands were shaking, subtly if not for the ripples on the tonic water. Presumably she had undergone and survived the ordeal of the application, unless she had chosen not to in the end. He first poured a full a glass of the grain alcohol for Paro and then did one for himself.
"A drink for thee? It may burn, but it singes sweetly in comparison to the Seals." Taketori offered as he took a big drink from his own, wiping his mouth with his other hand after gently setting the glass down and pouring himself another.
Paro was slightly startled when the drink was placed in front of her, she didn’t expect it and she smiled when she saw Taketori “ Hey Big Guy. “ She looked into the cup and took a small sip. He was right and it burned slightly on the way down but it was alright “ Is it that obvious? “ She took out the small bun on the top of her head and let her black hair fall to her shoulders “ The Application seemed alright, I guess the after effects are creeping up on me. “ She laughed to herself and looked at her right arm, it still looked fresh... but it seemed like her body accepted it well enough. The burn from the drink lingered and she looked over at Taketori “ Are you trying to kill me with this? “
Taketori glanced over her, sizing her up as well as her reaction to his ridiculously alcoholic beverage of choice. "Not quite obvious, no." She was holding up rather well. It spoke a lot of one's character and one's past, Taketori felt, how well they could handle pain. Or perhaps Paro's compatibility with the Seal was high.
"With this? No, this is for the celebratory rite. We have both persisted." Taketori replied as he poured himself some more. Out of some sort of weird courtesy he topped off Paro's glass too, knowing her reaction was not a positive one. Still, grain alcohol could not be beat in his mind.
