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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 8:06 pm
<<...and everyone else is still asleep...? xD >>
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 8:38 pm
<<::shimmydance:: ...if Deity really had a giant, quiet room to himself, he'd be having a ball right now... ^o^;; >>
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 11:51 pm
His gloved hand pushed against the door to Club Orion, the sudden breeze from outdoors pushing its way into the entryway. In stepped a new figure with a familiar presence. Taking a slow drag from his cigarrette as the door shut soundly behind him, the grey-haired man took another step into the club, the heel of his charcoal boot clapping against the worn, wooden floors. He exhaled through his nose, and looked in either direction. No one was here, it seemed. Bringing his right hand up to stroke his beard, he offered the premises a wry smile, and slowly made his way over to the bar to grab himself something to drink.
Another passage through the gate and reincarnation had left him with yet another body. Fortunately, whatever gods existed had blessed him with something to his liking. Strong, dextrous, and with a rebellious nature to it. Plucking the cig from his lips and placing it into an ashtray on the bar counter, he slumped down into one of the barstools, reaching over the tabletop to grab whatever alchoholic beverage was in reach. As he brought his arm back, bottle in hand, he read the lable; organic green tea.
"Eh...?" he mumbled. "What the hell." With a chuckle, he placed the bottle back behind the counter, free hand simultaneously bringing the still-burning cig back to his mouth. "Thought these bastards kept something worth drinking around here," he spoke through slightly clenched teeth. He stood with a grunt, wrapping his long coat back around himself. His step echoing slightly through the complex, he began walking toward the arena.
Hell... I wonder if anyone actually comes here anymore.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 12:15 am
He stood, surveying the arena from the stairs by the entrance. Not much had changed here, it seemed... though the arena obviously had gotten a bit more use. He chuckled to himself at the thought of facing some of the old fighters again. Not like any of them would know who he was... unless they could detect the waveforms of his soul and manage to link them to his former, more honorable self. He'd have to congradulate them if they suceeded in doing so. His lips parted in a grin at the thought of it all.
Unfortunately, a new life might also mean he would need to re-gather respect as a fighter. But that wasn't all that much of a worry. After all, this body had far greater potential than his last one. Younger, stronger, faster; and even with a little newfound knowledge. Ah yes, it would be a grand time. Chuckling to himself, he took off the long black jacket, flipping it over his right shoulder to keep it out of the way. With a final pull from his cigarette, he pivoted 180 degrees and headed for the exit. Flicking it across the room and into the ash tray, he smiled as he pushed open the front door.
"Later, kids."
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 12:42 am
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Neverthless, Deity has been trying to get s**t done, despite his recent lack of posting... =P
...on that note....off to sleep. Bye bye, monkeys, and welcome back Durandal... ::lepoof::>>
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 7:43 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 11:55 am
[ Miyu wants to know who won the fight she was in. >.<
And Miyu wants to roleplay. >.>
AND MIYU LOST EIGHT POUNDS IN THE LAST FEW WEEKS! XD
She's on a diet-exercise thing considering her newfound medical condition, and so, she has had to cut out junk food and eat healthier and start walking and exercising.
She lost eight pounds, bitches. XD ]
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 1:25 pm
Loud, telltale steps signaled his arrival once again. Leaning his shoulder against the front door to Club Orion the man pushed open the door, hands fumbling to light the cigarette which casually hung between his lips. Regaining his composure in the entryway, he reached up to pass a gloved hand through his greying beard, tilting down the thin, onyx sunglasses with one finger. He had hoped that there would actually be some other sentient form here, seeing as he had decided to come in the middle of the day for once, but right now the situation didn't exactly look promising.
The embers of the ciggarette lit up a bright orange as he took a drag, the light reflected in the lenses of his glasses. A slight scowl crossing his face, he stepped further into the main room, looking in either direction for anyone who might be lounging around. With a sigh he exhaled, blowing a cloud of grey smoke toward the other side of the room as he walked over to the bar.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 1:47 pm
He bothered to bend over the bar to see what he was getting this time. Shuffling through the various bottles to their melodic glass clinking, he finally pulled back with a more suitable drink... or so he thought.
"Japanese sake," he grimaced as he spoke the words, tightening his teeth's grip on the cig. "Oh well..." He laughed quietly to himself as he fumbled around a bit more for a suitable glass. A coke glass would have to do. Plucking the still burning cigarette from his teeth and placing it in the ashtray, he pulled a corkscrew from his trenchcoat pocket and opened the bottle. With a cold chuckle at the hillarity of it all, he poured himself half a glass of the light-purplish liquid. It was funny, thinking back on it all; his predicament now. He had always loved the taste and smell of this alchohol, but lately he couldn't stand it. But right now, it was better than drinking water. He laughed as he brought the glass to his lips, taking a generous sip of the contents. Quickly picking the cigarette back up, he took a long pull to wash the bitter taste down.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 3:23 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 3:25 pm
// *is still getting wasted*
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 3:29 pm
((IC or OC...or both? sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 3:38 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 3:43 pm
((Lmao. Hmm, you seem familiar, like you've been here a long time.
Then I heard Kiddo [formerly known of Deity] say something about your account being suspended. So should I know you?))
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 3:46 pm
// Formerly Durandal the Rampant. Been around since way before the first CO tourney.
My account got suspended because I talked s**t to a moderator, ahaha.
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