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 Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 9:22 pm
The rumbling of a Jeep could be heard from outside as well as rather loud music playing through a sterio system. Actually, it started off not so much as music, but as a chant, then just a couple of guys with Brittish accents chatting away. This is what they said.
MONKS:
Sacrosanctus Domine
Pecavi ignoviunt
Iuesus Christus Domine
Pax vobiscum venerunt
ROBIN:
Bring out your dead! Bring out your dead!
LANCE:
Here's one.
DAD:
I'm not dead!
ROBIN:
Here, he says he's not dead!
LANCE:
Yes, he is.
DAD:
I feel happy. I feel happy.
Then they broke into song.
DAD:
I am not dead yet
I can dance and I can sing
I am not dead yet
I can do the highland fling
I am not dead yet
No need to go to bed
No need to call the doctor
'Cos I'm not yet dead
MINSTRELS:
He is not yet dead
That's what the geezer said
Oh, he's not yet dead
That man is off his head
He is not yet dead
Put him back in bed
Keep him off the cart because he's not yet dead.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 9:23 pm
"Yeah a party would be amazing, especially after what we've been through." Zen took another gulp of his drink and ate some pretzels from a dish.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 9:29 pm
Aiolos got up, snatched the piece of paper and woke up to Monty Python's minstrals.
He did the only logical thing any drunk musican did, he played his flute with them.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 9:36 pm
Oliveman Aiolos got up, snatched the piece of paper and woke up to Monty Python's minstrals. He did the only logical thing any drunk musican did, he played his flute with them. "Now there is a musician of infinate class." Stated Jacknife as he sauntered into the bar. He figured that people would look at him kinda oddly if he walked in wearing his full combat gear, so he had changed. He was now wearing a smoke grey blazer over green cargo pants and a black T-Shirt that read simply 'I'm not dead yet.' Of course, if he swept his blazer back enough you might be able to catch the gleam of his pistol that was still tucked into his waistband. He turned to the barkeeper. "I assume you have something simple, like a nice cold mug of Coca Cola? I swear everywhere I go people want me to drink ale and wine all the time, jeez give it a break. He plopped himself down at the table next to Aiolos and Zen.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 9:42 pm
"How nice of you to join un Jack, I take it your not a drinking man eh?" Zen pushed aside his fith glass as he ordered up another. Plum Vodka? They had it all here.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 9:46 pm
"Oh thats not true. I just drink all the time, so when we go out and party, I'll try something different eh? That and I've just been craving a Coke since I got to the vale. I cant believe they didnt have any. I was about ready to round you guys all up for a raid on the miner HQ to see if they had any." He said with a chuckle.
His sunglasses slipped themselves off and folded up to go into his coat pocket.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 9:50 pm
"I would have raided the miners HQ for a decent roll of toilet paper if neccesary, but alls calm now so all we can do really is wait." Zen understood what jack mean't, that's why for his next drink he ordered a sprite, he needed something sweet to drink. Zen was actually quite shocked they let him drink without asking for ID, but he figured that this island didn't have drinking laws.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 9:51 pm
Aiolos recovered from his two drink state, he's quick in running, getting drunk, and getting sober. All in the same night.
"Oh yeah, Zen..." Aiolos produced two business cards from his cloak, "If you ever need a musican, find me here." The cards said "The Big J Jazz club, 2 World st., Durem.
"And give one to Mozz if you see him."
He took a deck of cards from the bartender and shuffled them.
"So, anyone want to play some cards?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 9:56 pm
"No man, I heard you cleaned Mozz out. All the musicans I've ever known were pretty damn good card sharks, and I'm sure you're no exception. Oh, and I've known a lot of musicans, believe me. Spammalot? I'm not just a fan." He drained the coke when it was brought in one gulp.
"As for me, I think a nice nap would be in order. See you guys sometime next month." He turned and started to go up the stairs. "Wait, here." He turned around and wrote his name and number on the back of the map of the Vale that he had carried around. Colonel Alan 'Jacknife' Campbell "Dont worry about the Colonel part, its just for show. I'm retired." With that, he turned and disappeared upstairs. Perhaps he would see them in the morning if they stuck around long enough.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 10:02 pm
Before he went, Aiolos gave Jacknife a card as well.
"I'm off for now, gotta check on the little sister." Aiolos said simply, "I'll be back though."
He took the pen and put his info on the back of the map as well, also putting Alan's number down as well might as well keep in touch.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 10:06 pm
"Heh. An ex-Colonel, wh knew?" Zen also took Aiolos' card and shook his head, "Yep if I ever need one you'll be first to get the call." Zen finished off his sprite and lifted from his seat. "I'm gonna go catch some sleep in that empty booth over there......." Zen pointed to the booth Shoutin was in, "Uhhh.....over there." Zen moved his aim to a booth not so occupied. He walked over and laid down, only to lift up once more. "If your gonna be up for a minute could you play me a jazzy tune to sleep by?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 8:48 am
Aiolos left Radiant and passed the tavern once more. He paused, but he kept moving, twirling his flute around. His sister would stay in the village for a while as he did some "Negotgiating" with Durem Metals. A huge war and various life and death situations have made him decide to confront those bastards once and for all.
A tune was played, a happy song, one of celebration, one to signal the end of one thing and the beginning of another. Winds went this way and that, dancing along to Aiolos' notes. The music echoed through the Vale as Aiolos Ree, street musican of Durem, defender of Radiant, and master of the wind, left for the city he called home.
The music and the wind faded into the night...
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