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 Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2008 5:20 am
The dim lights and ominous central column give The Gates a circular feeling. Most of its patrons relate this to the endless crap alot of solos and deckers put themselves through for a chance to get through the real gate, the elevator door.
A fine club with prices almost as high as the noses of the Spire occupants, The Gates sits on the 9th floor of Spire. Taking up the entire floor, this club/bar provides plenty of room and needed privacy for those that want it. It is an ideal spot to get jobs from anonymous Spirelings.
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2008 5:37 pm
~Eddy sat back in his chair and held up his drink. "here's to the inevitable rebirth of the yuppie era" he said to the empty chair across the table from him, and sipped lightly at the absinthe within the glass. "I wonder how long it'll take for them to ask me to move to the bar tonight" he thought to himself, smiling at a waitress as she passed by.
This was the third night this week he had come to one of the many 'high class' restraunts in the Spire alone, and asked for a table for two. he wasn't exactly sure why he did it, and always at the same time. maybe he really was waiting to meet someone and didn't even realise it.~
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 6:44 pm
~Eddy was pulled suddenly from a daze that he hadn't even realised he had slunk into when his Cell rang. he quickly calmed his nerves, then answered. "This had better be important, you're interrupting my Dinner" he said, then quickly quieted as he heard what the voice on the other line had to say. "Well I want to know what they're doing in my town, and I want to cause as many complications as possible." He responded. "I don't care how you do it, hire a local gang, give them weapons, give them money, just cause problems ansd make sure it can't be traced back to me." he closed the phone as his waitress returned, and proceeded to order his meal.~
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 6:08 pm
~As eddy's food arrived, his cell wend off again, stopping him from putting the first bite into his mouth. He tossed the fork down onto the plate, and answered. "This had better be worth isturbing me, or You'll find yourself fired, I'll buy the morgage on your house, foreclose, have your car boosted, and sell your family as spare bodyparts" he said, slowly regaining his cool. As soon as he had he gottern his composure back, he lost it again. "What do you mean a complication! I asked you to do a simple job, and you let it get ******** up like this!?" he paused, listening to the man on the other side of the phonecall. "I don't care if ten Centaurs just appeared out of nowhere, I want that information, and I want those bastards out of MY city!!" He hung up the phone, and dove into his meal, letting his table manners go the way of his temper.~
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 1:59 pm
~eddy Finished his meal, and reached into his jacket pocket, producing his custom-embossed titanium cigarette case, and an old-style wic lighter. He glared at the no smoking sign placed in the center of his table, slid his card through the reader, got up, and walked outside. "Nice night for a walk" he said to himself, double checking the handgun in his other breastpocket. He lit his cigarette and started down town.~
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