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Post by Damien on Jan 5, 2007 9:50:39 GMT -5
"Ok, you remember the place right?"
"The bar on the corner?"
"Yeah, I'll see you there."
Dente put the reciever down and went to prepare.
A chilling wind swept through the dark backstreets of cerulean city as Dente walked alone to meet his old friend. Red eyes glowed beneath his hood when the bar came in to sight. A sign swung wildly above the door of the scruffy old building, the chains that held it in place rattled in the wind as the mage walked under.
The place smelled of sweat and smoke, every low life in the city was here surrounding the few small tables dotted around the bar. Dente walked over to a conveniently empty table in the corner. A tall bearded man walked over and placed two shot glasses filled with a foul looking black liquid down. Dente and the man nodded to each other and the guy went back behind the bar at the other side of the room.
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Post by jenova on Jan 5, 2007 9:58:39 GMT -5
“What do you want old friend?” A voice said as Enenth materialised into the seat across from Dente, he grabbed the shot and downed it easily. Enenth hadn’t changed much in the time they had been apart, since Araini had died, they hadn’t bother to meet all that much anymore, that however seem to be coming to end. “You sounded urgent on the phone; something has caught your interest?” Enenth asked.
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Post by Popebenedict on Feb 3, 2007 19:57:33 GMT -5
The bar tender returned from the side room, however, a cloaked now followed behind him. "Here he is Dente. Oh! I see your other guest has also arrived. Well I'll be leaving you three to your business."
A raspy voice penetrated the darkness of the cloak, "Hello there old friend, and nice to meet you stranger. I am Onslow... we will be working together very soon..."
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Post by Ocelot on Feb 7, 2007 22:00:45 GMT -5
Ocelot was enjoying a good day at the local bar. He was up to his usual thing....cheating at cards,but then smelled the scent of a thing that he could not forget.....Onslow. He was in the building this Ocelot knew. Onslow had a distinguished scent after the events at Germany and the smell of sky-cycle nuclear residue could always be smelled by Ocelot. " I fold" said Ocelot as he rose up and approached the bartender. "Cranberry juice, Jim" And there he was,Onslow. He was at a corner table talking to two mysterious vandals. Ocelot watched and walked over to the table next to Onslow and listened attentively.
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Post by kazkame on Feb 9, 2007 18:06:48 GMT -5
Jason never had a taste for beer or anything other than lemonade. He needed a break from demon hunting and decided to find some nourishment. he entered the bar, which had the strong sent of alcohol and people.
He saw a couple of people he had met in his travels. on of such was Onslow, his bearded rival and Ocelot, the gun nut. The other two not as much, one man had glowing eyes and the other man of which he could not describe.
Jason walked over to the counter and asked the bartender for his strongest stuff. The man complied and gave Jason the glass. Jason then sulks towards onslow and company trying not to make a scene. He then pats onslow on the shoulder. " you probably want this " said Jason in his modest voice.
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Post by prime on Feb 9, 2007 18:44:28 GMT -5
OOC: Just so y'all know, this thread has lost its purpose since Dave left. Dave being Jenova, up there. So its kinda not gonna go anywhere anytime soon.
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Post by kazkame on Feb 9, 2007 18:49:06 GMT -5
OOC: well i got bored and decided i need something to do so im doing this.
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Post by Damien on Feb 11, 2007 10:10:23 GMT -5
*LOCKED* Feel free to make another topic but there is no point trying to revive this one. It was a plot between my own character and a friend of mine's who quit the forum a short while ago.
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