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 Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 1:10 pm
Vii poured a glass of sparkling cold water and set it on the napkin for Renu.
"Well, the evening is early still so they may appear later on, but I know that Nazynri has a price on her head now. Is she in some kind of trouble?"
Vii sipped her milk, spilling it on her thick fur before deciding a straw was necessary. She studied the hunter type discreetly, maintaining an air of canine contentment, but she wondered what the vampire had done to attract such attention of late.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 1:11 pm
As Renu began to get more distressed with each passing minute his tesla coil began to interfere with the other electrical appliances in the tavern, the light above him began to flicker and would occasionally dim while all the others remained perfectly bright.
He went over his current inventory list, he had 'God' and two speed-loaders, in total that was eighteen shots, and this new black magic nonsense he had no idea how to use. He put his glasses away and let his red eyes stare out, as he tried to think of a way out of his predicament.
"To be honest miss, I have no idea what she did."
he sipped the cold water, it was refreshing and much needed,
"Thanks, what do I owe you?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 1:17 pm
"Nothing at all, water is always complimentary. Is there anything else you would like me to get you? A hot meal perhaps?" She asked politely her tail still swaying to some unknown tempo. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Lady Emma was still lurking in the flickering shadows of the Vestals' floor.
"Hmm, that's strange I wonder what's wrong with the lights?" Just then the coffee maker started hissing, making the werewolf jump in surprise, a small yip escaping her muzzle.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 1:21 pm
Renu quickly shifted moods and the appliances returned to their normal states,
"Ah, yes a hot meal would be just fine."
The constant nagging fear that that stupid voice was always listening kept Renu from speaking about his current agenda, and seeing as he wasn't in the mood to become souless being, he figured he'd just go and get his hands dirty and get paid, maybe keep his soul in the process.
"Si vis pacem, para bellum."
he said as he sighed and awaited his meal.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 1:26 pm
"Unless my Latin is rusty beyond recognition, that would be if you wish for peace, prepare for war. " Emma said softly, emerging from the shadows.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 1:32 pm
Renu glanced back to see what he believed to be an elf.
"Yes, I take it you're familiar with Latin?"
He spun in his chair fingers resting on the grip of his magnum,
"How may I help you miss?"
it was then his body flared a bit as the energy reacted slightly, fortunately that necklace was concealed beneath his shawl but the fact it almost gave off a psychic scream was reason for Renu to be on guard.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 1:33 pm
Vii hopped off to the Kitchen, disappearing for a moment from the view of the Vestal's dining room. From the small window she could be seen talking to one of the cooks who began scratching her head behind her pointed ear. A few barks later and a rapidly wagging tail and Vii disappeared from view. A moment later a burly man in a stained apron appeared with a steaming plate of food, a large slab of steak, mashed potatoes with gravy and a pair of golden dinner rolls made up her patron's meal.
Gruffly the zombie chef spoke, placing the plate before the hunter,"Vii says its on the house." And with that he shuffled back to the kitchen.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 1:36 pm
"I am familiar, yes." she said cordially, her hand going to the hilt of her sword as he fingered his firearm. "And I am merely...observing."
She knew exactly what he sought and who had sent him, and was not about to allow that to happen.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 1:38 pm
Renu turned back to hear barking and then was greeted by a zombie, practically falling from his bar-stool, Renu straightened himself as the man shuffled away. The food looked amazing, and seeing as it was free it tasted even better, He tried to ignore the open wounds and grotesque imagery the zombie portrayed. Still paying attention to the lady now facing his back he picked up a dinner roll and swiped some potatoes with it and took a bite. As he finished the first bite he turned back to her and listened to her response.
"Well observing another person can be quite suspicious, though I suspect this place to be friendly." His eyes narrowed as he tried to read this elf, he spun back and took another bite out of his dinner roll.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 1:40 pm
"Most of the time."
She took her hand away from her blade with some difficulty, pulling up a chair at the bar.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 1:43 pm
David stormed back into the Tavern, coughing a bit and he sat down at the end of the bar. Turkey Buzzard had managed to evade capture for now. David put his cigarette out in an ashtray and ordered a drink. He needed a good break from the pursuit.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 1:46 pm
Renu watched the man storm in, it was the same guy as last time, the one who gave him that funny look. He cut off a tiny slice from his steak and bit down, delicious and tender, just the way it should be.
"Anyway so do you come here often?"
he asked the elf, all the while keeping his eye on the man.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 1:50 pm
"Relatively frequently."
Emma ordered a brandy from the bar, she had a feeling that she would need alcohol in the near future.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 1:55 pm
David was aware that Renu was still in the tavern and he kept his shotgun and knife close. He didn't like the look of him, but David wasn't one to start fights on account of looks. The bounty hunter sipped his drink and kept to himself.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 1:57 pm
"Cool,"
He continued to eat, and let the images of his targets play through his head, the crystal seemingly projected invisible data panels, and with a simple thought they would shift to the next. Another sigh and another sip of water he went back to conversation
"So what's with the guy over there?"
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