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 Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 3:23 pm
Saerenna blinked and said, "Er...thanks?" as Fenrir left. Well that was odd, but she wasn't very inclined to take his advice. She was already sort of new to the Turks, and was willing to give them a chance. She wasn't about to change carrers again, neither would she want to go back to being a scientist. That life was over, and the only problem she had found with her new one was that days off were just as hectic as being on a job. She turned around back to the rest of the Turks and ordered another drink. Taking a sip, she started thinking about how she could possibly feed the hand that bites her...or was it the other way around?
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 4:42 pm
OCC: OK, I'm going to try to introduce my second character. This will seem rather weird though.
Another man walked into the bar, bumping into Fenrir as he walked in. He wore a black vest that was stiff and modeled like a suit of armor. He had red spiky hair, with a stripe of black hair along the left side of his head. He walked as if he had already been drinking, and he couldn't have been over 17. He stubled over and sat next to Reno. He began to speak.
"What luck. My day off and it's my birtheday...hic...the one time of year i can get drunk enough to breakdance! Hic..." He had been with the Turks for two years now, and each year he'd gone with them on the occasions they drank, and drank a lot even though he was underage.
Zaber stared at the man, who had just ordered a giant jug of beer. There was something else relevant about this day besides the fact that it was the day he was to meet DMM, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. It then hit him, that's why DMM wanted to meet today. It was the day off for all the Turks, so he wouldn't have to follow Rufus' orders and take Zaber down. He thought about when they had talked before, and that's when the date hit him. It was the birthdate on one of the tombstones he had been stting near. His brothers. He called for the bartender.
"Do you know that guy?" he gestured towards the man who was lying on a circular table trying to get up spinning momentum.
"Yeah, he's that silly stoner Shade, WHO NEEDS TO GET OFF MY ****ING TABLE!" He screamed the last part to the whole room, and Shade fell off the table while trying to stand on his head. Zaber just stood in shock. Shade was his brother's name. But that can't be, he's dead. It didn't really look like his brother anyway. Then again it wasn't like he knew how Shade would have mutured had he lived past the age of 14. He figured it was some twisted coincidence, and he sat back down, but he couldn't stop thinking abotu the chance that it really was him...
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 1:55 pm
Bubbles walks in and timidly looks around, as if expecting everyone to pounce on her at once, before shrugging and looking around for a place to sit down, finally choosing a table in the back.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 1:57 pm
"Looks like there's a lot of Turks in here...it'd probably be the best for my health if I just kinda...stayed here...yeah." She murmured, and just sat there, observing everyone.
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2005 10:58 pm
Trista suddenly apires in the farthest corner away from evryone. SHe stands there watching as the other people converse to each other. She dosent talk to eney one, she just stands there observing people. 'I wonder if eney one here is a Decendant..' She thinks.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2005 11:14 am
*walks thur the door and goes to a seat in a corner away from everyone else*
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 10:09 pm
*walks arounded* stare stare looks at everyone
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 10:11 pm
ninja *sneaks on the couch then playes with his ball of string
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