Location: Underground Lines - Jasmine's Office
IC: Jasmine Reider
Jasmine sighed and rubbed her temples, feeling very irritated. She glanced over the files again.
Name: Joseph Kentz
Personality: Aggressive. Loves killing, very villainous. Feels that killing is the ultimate pleasure, because it is the ability to control fate. He enjoys being able to alter history with the pull of a trigger, and he excercises this power often. Tries to prove himself constantly, is eager to kill to prove himself. Often at odds with others because of his foul mouth and aggression. The consummate gang member, just more ruthless and older.
Occupation: Gun Dealer (esp. for gangs)
Personal History: Former gang member from a small town. Orphaned, lived on streets. Got captured by a rival gang during a gang war. They were going to execute him to make an example, but his power manifested and he escaped, killing ten of the rival members. Managed to escape/kill Primatech agents sent to capture him, until Primatech's collapse.
Ability: Weapon Creation
Name: Vivian Sato
Personality: Quiet and observant, she tends to go with the flow. Rather than using her own creativity to figure things out, she prefers to learn by example.
Occupation: Graduate Student in the performing arts
Personal History: Commonly known among her friends as the Copycat, Vivian tends to learn about things by observing other people and other concrete examples. She has had a history of repeat plagiarism in school, although she has since learned to add a "personal touch" to her copied work to convincingly pass off as her own. When she is faced with a problem, Vivian tends to recall how others have solved the same problem instead of thinking of her own way. Because of her gift of copying others, she found herself to have a talent for acting by observing mannerisms and behavioral patterns of other people.
Ability: Proximal Ability Replication
Jasmine looked up from reading at Alexander who was leaning on the door frame, his arms crossed. "These are the new occupants?" she asked, almost in disbelief. Alex nodded, "I found what files I could. Personally, I think you should stay outta here when this Joseph guy comes in." Jasmine pinned Alex with a glare, "I can handle my Empathy. I've handled it before." "Sure about that, Jas? If I recall correctly, you're still reeling from last night's bar fight." "I hate you." she replied, going back to the files, "All right. I'll stay in here for now. Tell me when they get here. By the way, keep Joseph away from Wayne." Alex confusedly blinked, "Wayne? The guy who keeps punching everyone except me and you? All right. But I'm this close to kicking him out." Alex left, closing the door behind him. Jasmine rubbed her eyes and tried to brush off the throbbing pain in her head from last night that was creeping it's way into her brain.
TAG: All players!
Full Version: Underground Lines
IC: Khail
Location: Underground Lines -Main room
Khail was ready for a drink. He had flown into New York for some of his special business. He traveled down to Trenton, New Jersey to catch an art show. He had drove around town for a while. He came across the bad part of town. This didn't phase him knowing what he could do. There was a bar that seemed out of place with the building. He entered the surprisingly room interior. He walked over to the bar to get a drink.
"Hello, may I have a beer?" He said in a friendly tone.
TAG: Bar people
Location: Underground Lines -Main room
Khail was ready for a drink. He had flown into New York for some of his special business. He traveled down to Trenton, New Jersey to catch an art show. He had drove around town for a while. He came across the bad part of town. This didn't phase him knowing what he could do. There was a bar that seemed out of place with the building. He entered the surprisingly room interior. He walked over to the bar to get a drink.
"Hello, may I have a beer?" He said in a friendly tone.
TAG: Bar people
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Alexander McCollet
Alex looked up from stacking some glasses under the counter, "Oh, yeah, sure. One minute." He turned around, taking a bottle of beer off of the shelf behind him. Alex glanced at Wayne who was perched near the entrance to the Lounge and shot him a warning glance. "Don't start." he mouthed to the thug, receiving a mouthed colorful streak in response. Wayne flicked Alex the bird, sending the bartender into a eye-roller. Alex poured the beer into a 8 oz. glass, setting both the glass and bottle in front of the man.
TAG: kj777
IC: Alexander McCollet
Alex looked up from stacking some glasses under the counter, "Oh, yeah, sure. One minute." He turned around, taking a bottle of beer off of the shelf behind him. Alex glanced at Wayne who was perched near the entrance to the Lounge and shot him a warning glance. "Don't start." he mouthed to the thug, receiving a mouthed colorful streak in response. Wayne flicked Alex the bird, sending the bartender into a eye-roller. Alex poured the beer into a 8 oz. glass, setting both the glass and bottle in front of the man.
TAG: kj777
IC: Khail
Location: Underground Lines -Main room
The man turned around and prepared Khail's drink. Khail looked around the bar and noticed that there was a whole variety of people. The bartender gave him his drink. He took a drink of his beer.
"This place must make a lot of money. Usually bars have one typical type of clientele. Yours on the other hand has a whole variety of people. I see some of all races, sexes, and economic standing."
He thought on this for a second. "Sorry didn't mean to waste your time with idle chatter. So how much do I owe you for the beer?"
TAG: Bar people
Location: Underground Lines -Main room
The man turned around and prepared Khail's drink. Khail looked around the bar and noticed that there was a whole variety of people. The bartender gave him his drink. He took a drink of his beer.
"This place must make a lot of money. Usually bars have one typical type of clientele. Yours on the other hand has a whole variety of people. I see some of all races, sexes, and economic standing."
He thought on this for a second. "Sorry didn't mean to waste your time with idle chatter. So how much do I owe you for the beer?"
TAG: Bar people
IC:Mathias
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
Mathias walked into the bar, his fake I.D. (given to him by one of his sources outside of the 'special' world) listed him as age twenty-two, so there was no problem getting inside. Add that to the fact that no one knew him since he was originally from San Diego, and he was safe. After a day of meeting with some faction members in the area, he wanted to unwind. Rumors had it that Underground Lines was the place to go for a cold one (or two... or three) and possibly some action. Mathias always liked action.
As he entered the main room of the bar, he nodded in approval of it's gritty environment. Then he nonchalantly walked up and sat at the bar, a few stools down from another man who had just been handed a beer. Matt motioned to the bartender, trying not to interfere with what the other man at the bar was saying to him. Rather than saying "I'll have one of those as well," Matt pointed at the beer that had been handed to the other man, then gave the bartender a lazy salute before turning in his stool, resting his arms back against the counter.
Tag - The Bartender, other bar occupants
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
Mathias walked into the bar, his fake I.D. (given to him by one of his sources outside of the 'special' world) listed him as age twenty-two, so there was no problem getting inside. Add that to the fact that no one knew him since he was originally from San Diego, and he was safe. After a day of meeting with some faction members in the area, he wanted to unwind. Rumors had it that Underground Lines was the place to go for a cold one (or two... or three) and possibly some action. Mathias always liked action.
As he entered the main room of the bar, he nodded in approval of it's gritty environment. Then he nonchalantly walked up and sat at the bar, a few stools down from another man who had just been handed a beer. Matt motioned to the bartender, trying not to interfere with what the other man at the bar was saying to him. Rather than saying "I'll have one of those as well," Matt pointed at the beer that had been handed to the other man, then gave the bartender a lazy salute before turning in his stool, resting his arms back against the counter.
Tag - The Bartender, other bar occupants
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Alexander McCollet
Alex shrugged at the man, replying, "Oh, we're not as profiting as you think we are...It's on the house." He saw another person, of about 22, walk in and motion for a beer as well. Alex didn't even bother to turn around, instead just reached behind him to blindly grab for a beer and glass. He poured the new arrival, who was lazily leaning against the counter, a beer. Alex excused himself and proceeded to where Wayne was standing, angrily eying the two new occupants, "Shove it, Wayne." "What if I don't want to? What right do these guys have being here?" "As much right as you." Alex replied, seething. The thug muttered another, even longer, colorful streak of curse words at Alex and went back to staring, or rather glaring, at the arrivals. "That's it, Wayne. You're outta here. Can't have you ruining business." "What are you going to do? Punc-" Wayne's taunting was cut off by Alex' fist hitting his jaw.
TAG: Bar occupants
IC: Alexander McCollet
Alex shrugged at the man, replying, "Oh, we're not as profiting as you think we are...It's on the house." He saw another person, of about 22, walk in and motion for a beer as well. Alex didn't even bother to turn around, instead just reached behind him to blindly grab for a beer and glass. He poured the new arrival, who was lazily leaning against the counter, a beer. Alex excused himself and proceeded to where Wayne was standing, angrily eying the two new occupants, "Shove it, Wayne." "What if I don't want to? What right do these guys have being here?" "As much right as you." Alex replied, seething. The thug muttered another, even longer, colorful streak of curse words at Alex and went back to staring, or rather glaring, at the arrivals. "That's it, Wayne. You're outta here. Can't have you ruining business." "What are you going to do? Punc-" Wayne's taunting was cut off by Alex' fist hitting his jaw.
TAG: Bar occupants
IC:Mathias
Location: Underground Lines Main room
Mathias reached back and grabbed the glass, savoring the cold, fermented liquid on his tongue. This is great, Matt thought while observing the other occupants in the bar, Who knows who I'll meet here? A friend? An enemy? Romance? He paused, then finished by saying out loud, "Wow, this beer just tastes so good today."
Then his attention was turned to the bartender, who had walked away but had just punched some chump that Matt had seen earlier hanging out just eye-balling people as they came in. Matt finished his 8 oz. glass quickly, just for the pleasure of drinking from the bottle, and then smiled to himself. I came here for action/entertainment and cold beer, and this place 'aint disappointing! He thought as he got comfortable.
"I got my bets on the bartender," He said while turning his head to look at the Asian man a few stools down, then turned his bottle long neck down before focusing back on the bartender.
TAG-- Angel, kj777, other bar occupants
Location: Underground Lines Main room
Mathias reached back and grabbed the glass, savoring the cold, fermented liquid on his tongue. This is great, Matt thought while observing the other occupants in the bar, Who knows who I'll meet here? A friend? An enemy? Romance? He paused, then finished by saying out loud, "Wow, this beer just tastes so good today."
Then his attention was turned to the bartender, who had walked away but had just punched some chump that Matt had seen earlier hanging out just eye-balling people as they came in. Matt finished his 8 oz. glass quickly, just for the pleasure of drinking from the bottle, and then smiled to himself. I came here for action/entertainment and cold beer, and this place 'aint disappointing! He thought as he got comfortable.
"I got my bets on the bartender," He said while turning his head to look at the Asian man a few stools down, then turned his bottle long neck down before focusing back on the bartender.
TAG-- Angel, kj777, other bar occupants
IC: Khail
Location: Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
The bartender had said that they are not that profitable and the beer was free. Khail wondered why a business would give away free drinks. Then another person walked in. He did not look old enough to get in, but he did. The guy got a beer also and said, "Wow, this beer just tastes so good today."
Khail thought, "Okay, this kid is clearly not 21. I remember that age sneaking into bars."
The bartender had gone over to talk to a man over by a lounge. They clearly were annoyed with each other. Sunddenly one got hit in the jaw. They were now in a full blown bar fight.
The kid said, "I got my bets on the bartender."
"Hmm... It does not matter where in the world I go. It seems that bar fights happen everywhere. Bartender seems he could hold his own. Hello my name is Moyong Khail. I mean Khail Moyong. You Americans say your personal names first right? So How old are you really, 18?"
TAG: Mathias, Bar peeps
Location: Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
The bartender had said that they are not that profitable and the beer was free. Khail wondered why a business would give away free drinks. Then another person walked in. He did not look old enough to get in, but he did. The guy got a beer also and said, "Wow, this beer just tastes so good today."
Khail thought, "Okay, this kid is clearly not 21. I remember that age sneaking into bars."
The bartender had gone over to talk to a man over by a lounge. They clearly were annoyed with each other. Sunddenly one got hit in the jaw. They were now in a full blown bar fight.
The kid said, "I got my bets on the bartender."
"Hmm... It does not matter where in the world I go. It seems that bar fights happen everywhere. Bartender seems he could hold his own. Hello my name is Moyong Khail. I mean Khail Moyong. You Americans say your personal names first right? So How old are you really, 18?"
TAG: Mathias, Bar peeps
Location: Underground Lines Bar
IC: Joseph Kentz
Joseph walked into the bar with the big sign proclaiming it to be "Underground Lines". As soon as he walked in, he realized that he had stumbled into a warzone. Some people were placing bets, and others were getting ready to join the fight already in progress. A lightly-beaded man fought with another large man. The first man looked like the bartender. Joseph pulled out his Colt .45 and aimed it at the pair, saying "Hell yeah! A fight as soon as I walk in? I'm gonna like this bar!"
He decided that he still wanted a drink, so he aimed for the other man, squeezing off a few shots in his direction. He sighed. Gun-dealing may be what he did, but killing was his true love. He emptied a clip, and reached for another.
TAG: BA
IC: Joseph Kentz
Joseph walked into the bar with the big sign proclaiming it to be "Underground Lines". As soon as he walked in, he realized that he had stumbled into a warzone. Some people were placing bets, and others were getting ready to join the fight already in progress. A lightly-beaded man fought with another large man. The first man looked like the bartender. Joseph pulled out his Colt .45 and aimed it at the pair, saying "Hell yeah! A fight as soon as I walk in? I'm gonna like this bar!"
He decided that he still wanted a drink, so he aimed for the other man, squeezing off a few shots in his direction. He sighed. Gun-dealing may be what he did, but killing was his true love. He emptied a clip, and reached for another.
TAG: BA
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Alexander McCollet
Alex snapped his head up as he heard bullets being fired from a gun being held by the one and only, Joseph Kentz. He swore out, loudly, shoving Wayne towards the Lounge, "Wayne, get your butt in there and lock the damn door!" Alex dived to the ground as the bullets slammed into the wall. Out of the corner of his eye, Alex saw Joseph reach for another clip and quickly stood up, lunging at him, his hand rapidly lighting up in fiery sparks.
TAG: Bar people
IC: Alexander McCollet
Alex snapped his head up as he heard bullets being fired from a gun being held by the one and only, Joseph Kentz. He swore out, loudly, shoving Wayne towards the Lounge, "Wayne, get your butt in there and lock the damn door!" Alex dived to the ground as the bullets slammed into the wall. Out of the corner of his eye, Alex saw Joseph reach for another clip and quickly stood up, lunging at him, his hand rapidly lighting up in fiery sparks.
TAG: Bar people
Joseph saw the man lunge for him after breaking up the fight he was in. "Dammit!" he shouted as he fumbled with the clip. Sparks were flying from the man's hand. "Ah, hell no!"
He managed to get the clip into the gun, slapped the cylender back into the gun, and held it at the man. "You back off and I'll back off, my gangsta friend. I don't wanna **** up the only person who can give me a stiff drink and a job."
He managed to get the clip into the gun, slapped the cylender back into the gun, and held it at the man. "You back off and I'll back off, my gangsta friend. I don't wanna **** up the only person who can give me a stiff drink and a job."
Location: Underground Lines Bar
IC: Vivian Sato
Vivian was making her way inside the bar area as she heard the sounds of a few gunshots. She had taken no more than three steps inside the bar until she realized that an all-out fight was beginning to erupt. Judging by the reactions by the other bar patrons, it seemed bar fights broke out quite regularly. Although the situation seemed unstable and dangerous, Vivian's curiosity out powered her fear and she stepped closer to the area of the fight, careful not to attract any unwanted attention on herself. Two men seemed to be involved in some sort of battle, one had a gun in his hand while the other had fire burning from his hands. However, her intuition told her it was no ordinary fire.
Vivian's eyes locked upon the man's fiery hands, her mind already working away at how the flame seemed to burn away while leaving his skin untouched. Now that's quite interesting, let's see if I can try that one out. She thought as she continued observing. A moment later, she felt a sensation of sudden realization deep within her thoughts as she understood exactly how the man's ability worked. Lifting her palm in front of her, Vivian concentrated towards her hand, and a bright glowing blue flame suddenly appeared. It didn't look exactly look like the man's own fire, but she liked the blue color of the flame a little more. As she relaxed her mind and closed her hand to snuff out the flame in her hand, she felt a new confidence within herself, as she had something to defend herself with now while at the bar.
Tag: bar people
IC: Vivian Sato
Vivian was making her way inside the bar area as she heard the sounds of a few gunshots. She had taken no more than three steps inside the bar until she realized that an all-out fight was beginning to erupt. Judging by the reactions by the other bar patrons, it seemed bar fights broke out quite regularly. Although the situation seemed unstable and dangerous, Vivian's curiosity out powered her fear and she stepped closer to the area of the fight, careful not to attract any unwanted attention on herself. Two men seemed to be involved in some sort of battle, one had a gun in his hand while the other had fire burning from his hands. However, her intuition told her it was no ordinary fire.
Vivian's eyes locked upon the man's fiery hands, her mind already working away at how the flame seemed to burn away while leaving his skin untouched. Now that's quite interesting, let's see if I can try that one out. She thought as she continued observing. A moment later, she felt a sensation of sudden realization deep within her thoughts as she understood exactly how the man's ability worked. Lifting her palm in front of her, Vivian concentrated towards her hand, and a bright glowing blue flame suddenly appeared. It didn't look exactly look like the man's own fire, but she liked the blue color of the flame a little more. As she relaxed her mind and closed her hand to snuff out the flame in her hand, she felt a new confidence within herself, as she had something to defend herself with now while at the bar.
Tag: bar people
IC:Mathias
Location: Underground Lines Main Room
Mathias nodded to Khail, "It's nice to meet you Khail, you can call me Matt. As for my age..." Matt placed a hand on Khail's shoulder and said, "I'm as old or as young as I want to be." Then for just a few seconds, Mathias took Khail's shape, and Khail looked into what seemed to be a mirror. Matt smiled, set his beer down, and then shifted back into his original form.
"So where are you from?" Matt began but was interrupted by the sound of gunfire coming from a man at the front entrance of the bar. Things seemed to be escalating to well beyond normalcy as the shots rang out and the bartender's hands came ablaze. Instinctively, Mathias left the bar and went to a booth that was further from the line of fire. He might be able to be anyone he wanted, but he was far from invincible. "I'll just take a seat over here..." Matt said to Khail as he passed him.
As Mathias came to the booth and sat down, he removed his leather jacket and assumed a nice spectator's view. A few feet in front of him, he watched in fascination as a beautiful young Asian girl seemed concentrated on what the bartender was doing. After a few seconds, Matt saw her hand open and a small blue flame sprouted there in her palm. Wow... was all that Matt could think.
TAG-- kj777, Yuriko, Other Bar occupants
Location: Underground Lines Main Room
Mathias nodded to Khail, "It's nice to meet you Khail, you can call me Matt. As for my age..." Matt placed a hand on Khail's shoulder and said, "I'm as old or as young as I want to be." Then for just a few seconds, Mathias took Khail's shape, and Khail looked into what seemed to be a mirror. Matt smiled, set his beer down, and then shifted back into his original form.
"So where are you from?" Matt began but was interrupted by the sound of gunfire coming from a man at the front entrance of the bar. Things seemed to be escalating to well beyond normalcy as the shots rang out and the bartender's hands came ablaze. Instinctively, Mathias left the bar and went to a booth that was further from the line of fire. He might be able to be anyone he wanted, but he was far from invincible. "I'll just take a seat over here..." Matt said to Khail as he passed him.
As Mathias came to the booth and sat down, he removed his leather jacket and assumed a nice spectator's view. A few feet in front of him, he watched in fascination as a beautiful young Asian girl seemed concentrated on what the bartender was doing. After a few seconds, Matt saw her hand open and a small blue flame sprouted there in her palm. Wow... was all that Matt could think.
TAG-- kj777, Yuriko, Other Bar occupants
IC: Khail
Location: Underground Lines-Main Room
The men kept fighting. Matt turned out to be a shape shifter. He was not surprised when he changed, he just looked slightly interested. He demonstrated by turning into Khail. A man had walked into the bar and started to shoot a gun. Matt decided to move.
"It looks like people with abilities are all over the place. I'm from Beijing, China. That guy can control fire, the man can make things appear out of thin air, and that girl has fire too. And your a shape shifter interesting. I have a special power too. Why is everyine drawn here?"
TAG: Bar people
Location: Underground Lines-Main Room
The men kept fighting. Matt turned out to be a shape shifter. He was not surprised when he changed, he just looked slightly interested. He demonstrated by turning into Khail. A man had walked into the bar and started to shoot a gun. Matt decided to move.
"It looks like people with abilities are all over the place. I'm from Beijing, China. That guy can control fire, the man can make things appear out of thin air, and that girl has fire too. And your a shape shifter interesting. I have a special power too. Why is everyine drawn here?"
TAG: Bar people
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Jasmine Reider
Jasmine quietly stepped up behind Khail, "Oh, people just hear explosions and love watching them." She held her hand out to the Asian man, "I'm Jasmine. Jasmine Reider, owner of the damn bar that's 'bout to turn into a boxing ring." Jasmine metally cursed herself for getting out of the safety of her office as the normal but aching pain shot up in her head, "Dammit."
TAG: Everyone?
IC: Jasmine Reider
Jasmine quietly stepped up behind Khail, "Oh, people just hear explosions and love watching them." She held her hand out to the Asian man, "I'm Jasmine. Jasmine Reider, owner of the damn bar that's 'bout to turn into a boxing ring." Jasmine metally cursed herself for getting out of the safety of her office as the normal but aching pain shot up in her head, "Dammit."
TAG: Everyone?
Location: Underground Lines-Main Room
IC: Aden
Aden walk into the bar in the middle of a bar fight. Actually it was more of a duel. He saw two people facing off in the middle of the room. One was holding a pistol in his hand and the other had a dancing flame on his palm. Aden shoulders his Mandolin case, and tries to edge himself around the fight. All he really wants is a drink and perhaps to see if the manager is willing to give him a gig, he really isn't interested to a fight.
TAG: Everyone
IC: Aden
Aden walk into the bar in the middle of a bar fight. Actually it was more of a duel. He saw two people facing off in the middle of the room. One was holding a pistol in his hand and the other had a dancing flame on his palm. Aden shoulders his Mandolin case, and tries to edge himself around the fight. All he really wants is a drink and perhaps to see if the manager is willing to give him a gig, he really isn't interested to a fight.
TAG: Everyone
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Alexander McCollet
Alex noticed Jasmine out of the corner of his eye, talking to Khail. Alex suddenly stopped directing his anger at Joseph and buried his emotions deep inside of him. After glaring at Joseph one last time, he strode over to Jasmine and slightly pulled her over to a corner, "I thought I told you to stay in safety." She sent a cold look his way and menacingly replied, "I told you I could handle it." "Riiiiiight. Joseph's here. And he looks like he's about to blow this place up." Jasmine glared at Alex again, "I said I could handle it." Alex sighed, realizing that arguing with Jasmine was no use, "Fine. But the minute somebody's emotions make you all agonized, I'm kicking them out. All of them." "That's not fair, Alex. Not all of them are fighters. Some are just here for a drink." "They need to know the risk of coming here. If they don't want to get kicked out, they shouldn't have come." Jasmine hardened her glare, giving her eyes an icy look. "Don't make me ******, Alex. I can handle it." she hissed.
TAG: Bar people
IC: Alexander McCollet
Alex noticed Jasmine out of the corner of his eye, talking to Khail. Alex suddenly stopped directing his anger at Joseph and buried his emotions deep inside of him. After glaring at Joseph one last time, he strode over to Jasmine and slightly pulled her over to a corner, "I thought I told you to stay in safety." She sent a cold look his way and menacingly replied, "I told you I could handle it." "Riiiiiight. Joseph's here. And he looks like he's about to blow this place up." Jasmine glared at Alex again, "I said I could handle it." Alex sighed, realizing that arguing with Jasmine was no use, "Fine. But the minute somebody's emotions make you all agonized, I'm kicking them out. All of them." "That's not fair, Alex. Not all of them are fighters. Some are just here for a drink." "They need to know the risk of coming here. If they don't want to get kicked out, they shouldn't have come." Jasmine hardened her glare, giving her eyes an icy look. "Don't make me ******, Alex. I can handle it." she hissed.
TAG: Bar people
Location: Underground Lines
IC: Joseph Kentz
Joseph holstered his gun. He didn't want to kill his ticket to a drink--and money to buy more.
"Yo, sorry for pullin' a piece. When I feel threatened, I start shooting. Can I get a drink and some information? I heard you might have use for my... special talents."
IC: Joseph Kentz
Joseph holstered his gun. He didn't want to kill his ticket to a drink--and money to buy more.
"Yo, sorry for pullin' a piece. When I feel threatened, I start shooting. Can I get a drink and some information? I heard you might have use for my... special talents."
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Jasmine Reider
"Huh? Oh, yeah, sure." Jasmine walked over to the bar, mentally cursing herself for coming out here. She poured Joseph a beer, deciding to leave him the bottle while she was at it. "And you would like information on?" she inquired, motioning Joseph to continue her sentence.
She felt a jolt on her leg and realized Alex was harshly nudging her ankle. He repeated the motion, this time making it an actual small kick. Jasmine grabbed Alex's arm and pulled him a few feet away from the counter, "Unless you think candy's gonna drop outta my leg, quit kicking me!" She received an angry response, "Can't you ever listen just once?" "Well..no. I told you all ready, Alex. I can handle my freaking Empathy for God's sake!" "You're going to faint. Or die. Or something bad is going to happen. Something always happens with your Empathy." "Jeez, what happened to this British humor I keep hearing 'bout? How come you don't make corny jokes like a normal Brit, Alex? How come you're always so serious 24/7?" Jasmine asked, her temper all ready rising.
TAG: Everyone?
IC: Jasmine Reider
"Huh? Oh, yeah, sure." Jasmine walked over to the bar, mentally cursing herself for coming out here. She poured Joseph a beer, deciding to leave him the bottle while she was at it. "And you would like information on?" she inquired, motioning Joseph to continue her sentence.
She felt a jolt on her leg and realized Alex was harshly nudging her ankle. He repeated the motion, this time making it an actual small kick. Jasmine grabbed Alex's arm and pulled him a few feet away from the counter, "Unless you think candy's gonna drop outta my leg, quit kicking me!" She received an angry response, "Can't you ever listen just once?" "Well..no. I told you all ready, Alex. I can handle my freaking Empathy for God's sake!" "You're going to faint. Or die. Or something bad is going to happen. Something always happens with your Empathy." "Jeez, what happened to this British humor I keep hearing 'bout? How come you don't make corny jokes like a normal Brit, Alex? How come you're always so serious 24/7?" Jasmine asked, her temper all ready rising.
TAG: Everyone?
IC: Khail
Location: Underground Lines-Main Room
The owner of the bar walked over to him and began to talk. He did want to ask another question, but the bartender came over from his fight. They both started to go back and forth with each other. This was very awkward for Khail. He stood there while they kept arguing. She did say that she had the ability of empathy. She seemed to be really angry or annoyed.
Khail walked away to go talk to the lady that just came in. She was a young lady that came in during the middle of the fight. He saw her light her hand with fire and then quickly extinguish it. He was interested in her.
"Hello, my name is Moyong Khail. Sorry I still get that confused. My first name is Khail. This bar is unique. I see you have the same ability of the bartender."
TAG: Yuriko, Bar people
Location: Underground Lines-Main Room
The owner of the bar walked over to him and began to talk. He did want to ask another question, but the bartender came over from his fight. They both started to go back and forth with each other. This was very awkward for Khail. He stood there while they kept arguing. She did say that she had the ability of empathy. She seemed to be really angry or annoyed.
Khail walked away to go talk to the lady that just came in. She was a young lady that came in during the middle of the fight. He saw her light her hand with fire and then quickly extinguish it. He was interested in her.
"Hello, my name is Moyong Khail. Sorry I still get that confused. My first name is Khail. This bar is unique. I see you have the same ability of the bartender."
TAG: Yuriko, Bar people
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Aden
After seeing the scene effectively disarmed, Aden wanders up to the bar and tries to strikes up conversation with the bartender. Trying hard not to pay any attention to gunslinger next to him.
"Hey their, exciting morning, ay? What do you have to drink? Anything harder the beer? I was thinking maybe Creme de cacao with coffee perhaps?"
Gives the owner of the bar a small smile. And then absently adjusted his mandolin strap.
TAG: Blue Angel, Bar Folk
IC: Aden
After seeing the scene effectively disarmed, Aden wanders up to the bar and tries to strikes up conversation with the bartender. Trying hard not to pay any attention to gunslinger next to him.
"Hey their, exciting morning, ay? What do you have to drink? Anything harder the beer? I was thinking maybe Creme de cacao with coffee perhaps?"
Gives the owner of the bar a small smile. And then absently adjusted his mandolin strap.
TAG: Blue Angel, Bar Folk
Location: Underground Lines
IC: Joseph Kentz
Joseph walked over to the bar and tossed some cash on the counter. He picked up the glass, looked at it, and decided it was too small. He drained it in a single gulp, then picked up the bottle. "I'd like information on a job. I heard you were looking for freaks. Well, here I am."
He slapped his hand on the bar, concentrated, and materialized a simple .38, feeling that it was best to start off with something simple.
"For you, ma'am. It's always best to give a small demonstration before you make any decisions about what to do with me.
"What's this about empathy? If I remember the year I took of English right, it's something like feelings, right? Feeling other's emotions? Sounds like mind-reading to me. But you seem to hate it. Just 'cause you're a freak doesn't mean you shouldn't make the most of your freakishness, am I right?"
He took a swig of beer out of the bottle and put the glass down. He smiled at the guy next to him. "Hey, bud, if you're looking for Starbucks, you come to the wrong place. And I was here first. So get out of the way while I work my magic. Unless you wanna go?"
TAG: BA, Druid
IC: Joseph Kentz
Joseph walked over to the bar and tossed some cash on the counter. He picked up the glass, looked at it, and decided it was too small. He drained it in a single gulp, then picked up the bottle. "I'd like information on a job. I heard you were looking for freaks. Well, here I am."
He slapped his hand on the bar, concentrated, and materialized a simple .38, feeling that it was best to start off with something simple.
"For you, ma'am. It's always best to give a small demonstration before you make any decisions about what to do with me.
"What's this about empathy? If I remember the year I took of English right, it's something like feelings, right? Feeling other's emotions? Sounds like mind-reading to me. But you seem to hate it. Just 'cause you're a freak doesn't mean you shouldn't make the most of your freakishness, am I right?"
He took a swig of beer out of the bottle and put the glass down. He smiled at the guy next to him. "Hey, bud, if you're looking for Starbucks, you come to the wrong place. And I was here first. So get out of the way while I work my magic. Unless you wanna go?"
TAG: BA, Druid
Location: Underground Lines
IC: Aden
"Don't worry sir, I have, no intention of sitting here and getting my self shot. No thank you. I won't impede your path."
Turning to the Owner. "Empathy, huh? That must be painful with gunslinger here," nods to the guy next to him, I guess i can kind of sympathizes with you. Looking for freaks huh? I guess I qualify for that." Looks at the gunslinger, If you don't mind." Shrugs
Tag:BlueAngel, Bar Folk
IC: Aden
"Don't worry sir, I have, no intention of sitting here and getting my self shot. No thank you. I won't impede your path."
Turning to the Owner. "Empathy, huh? That must be painful with gunslinger here," nods to the guy next to him, I guess i can kind of sympathizes with you. Looking for freaks huh? I guess I qualify for that." Looks at the gunslinger, If you don't mind." Shrugs
Tag:BlueAngel, Bar Folk
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Jasmine Reider
Jasmine looked at Aden, "Oh, you wouldn't know the start of it. And please, Joseph, freaks is an offensive word. I prefer special." She walked out from behind the counter with Alex following behind her, "Come on. Show 'em." Alex shook his head, "Nah. Don't wanna show off." "Not all of them saw. Plus, you can't be too showy." Alex laughed and put on a thicker British accent, "All right, if you say so, your Majesty." He set his hands ablaze, smiling like an idiot. Jasmine laughed along and felt the atmosphere decrease as her Empathy slightly softened.
TAG: Bar people
IC: Jasmine Reider
Jasmine looked at Aden, "Oh, you wouldn't know the start of it. And please, Joseph, freaks is an offensive word. I prefer special." She walked out from behind the counter with Alex following behind her, "Come on. Show 'em." Alex shook his head, "Nah. Don't wanna show off." "Not all of them saw. Plus, you can't be too showy." Alex laughed and put on a thicker British accent, "All right, if you say so, your Majesty." He set his hands ablaze, smiling like an idiot. Jasmine laughed along and felt the atmosphere decrease as her Empathy slightly softened.
TAG: Bar people
Location: Underground Lines
IC: Joseph Kentz
"So, what's up? Do I get paid, or not? I'm willing to do anything that pays a bit of cash, as longas it involves killing.
"And besides, I am a freak. So are you. We all are. That's the reason all those suits keep chasin' us.
"And maybe you just don't know how to control your power. Das all it takes.
"And as for you, I ain't bein' paid to kill you, so you'll live. In fact," he opened his jacket, showing off an array of weapons, "wanna buy a piece?"
TAG: BA, Druid
IC: Joseph Kentz
"So, what's up? Do I get paid, or not? I'm willing to do anything that pays a bit of cash, as longas it involves killing.
"And besides, I am a freak. So are you. We all are. That's the reason all those suits keep chasin' us.
"And maybe you just don't know how to control your power. Das all it takes.
"And as for you, I ain't bein' paid to kill you, so you'll live. In fact," he opened his jacket, showing off an array of weapons, "wanna buy a piece?"
TAG: BA, Druid
Location: Underground Lines Bar
IC: Vivian Sato
Vivian looked up in surprise to see an Asian man approaching her. He appeared friendly, and introduced himself as Khail, and commented on the bar and the flame he had saw. Judging by the man's casual reference to her ability, he probably had one of his own, and Vivian pondered on what it could be.
"I'm Vivian, it's nice to meet you too." She replied to the man as she observed another man at the bar materialize a gun into his hand. Vivian made a mental note to keep a close eye on the man with the gun. "An yes, this place is pretty interesting, there are so many people with interesting abilities here." Vivian took out her hand and with a quick flick of the wrist, the blue flame appeared her thumb and middle finger. "It's amazing isn't it? It's not really my own ability though, I can only use another person's ability if they're nearby." Lightly shaking her fingers like one would put out a lit match, the flame disappeared in a light puff of smoke. "Something else tells me that you also have an ability of your own, do you?" Vivian asked.
Tag: kj777, Bar people
OOC Note: and no, Vivian cannot detect abilities for those who are wondering.
IC: Vivian Sato
Vivian looked up in surprise to see an Asian man approaching her. He appeared friendly, and introduced himself as Khail, and commented on the bar and the flame he had saw. Judging by the man's casual reference to her ability, he probably had one of his own, and Vivian pondered on what it could be.
"I'm Vivian, it's nice to meet you too." She replied to the man as she observed another man at the bar materialize a gun into his hand. Vivian made a mental note to keep a close eye on the man with the gun. "An yes, this place is pretty interesting, there are so many people with interesting abilities here." Vivian took out her hand and with a quick flick of the wrist, the blue flame appeared her thumb and middle finger. "It's amazing isn't it? It's not really my own ability though, I can only use another person's ability if they're nearby." Lightly shaking her fingers like one would put out a lit match, the flame disappeared in a light puff of smoke. "Something else tells me that you also have an ability of your own, do you?" Vivian asked.
Tag: kj777, Bar people
OOC Note: and no, Vivian cannot detect abilities for those who are wondering.
IC: Khail
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
The girl explained that she copy others gifts. He was interested on how that worked. She also inquired about his gift. "Yes I do have a gift. I can turn things to stone. I am also an artist, a sculptor. Wow, you look pretty like the models back in Beijing. Worthy of art."
He did fail to mention that he also does hits on people and has a tendency to turn beautiful thing into statues including people. He likes to say he petrifies people in the name of art. He looked at her with interest. He considered that she could be a candidate for his art. He always did it when no witnesses were around. He was not sure if she was "worthy" of his art yet. He did want to know more about her powers.
"Can you have more than one ability? It must be nice to choose which gift you can keep. Right Vivian."
TAG: Yuriko, Bar people
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
The girl explained that she copy others gifts. He was interested on how that worked. She also inquired about his gift. "Yes I do have a gift. I can turn things to stone. I am also an artist, a sculptor. Wow, you look pretty like the models back in Beijing. Worthy of art."
He did fail to mention that he also does hits on people and has a tendency to turn beautiful thing into statues including people. He likes to say he petrifies people in the name of art. He looked at her with interest. He considered that she could be a candidate for his art. He always did it when no witnesses were around. He was not sure if she was "worthy" of his art yet. He did want to know more about her powers.
"Can you have more than one ability? It must be nice to choose which gift you can keep. Right Vivian."
TAG: Yuriko, Bar people
Location: Underground Lines Bar
IC: Vivian Sato
Vivian could not help but blush in response to the man's compliment, it made her a little bit uncomfortably self-concious. However, Khail's ability was one she had never encountered before. It's a pretty damned scary one too She thought to herself. Khail also asked her whether she could have more than one ability at once.
"Maybe," Vivian said simply with a slight shrug. "I never tried it before, and I never had to before. I have to think about how a person's ability might work before I can use it, so I can't just pick and choose whichever I want. In the end it doesn't matter anyways because the ability is never really mine, I never get to keep any ability." Vivian shrugged again as she finished her sentence. Despite the fact that she had the ability to use many different kinds of powers, they were only merely fleeting gifts.
Deciding to change the topic of the conversation, Vivian inquired of Khail, "So you're kind of like the Medusa from Greek mythology? You can turn things to stone with just a stare?"
Tag: kj777, bar people
IC: Vivian Sato
Vivian could not help but blush in response to the man's compliment, it made her a little bit uncomfortably self-concious. However, Khail's ability was one she had never encountered before. It's a pretty damned scary one too She thought to herself. Khail also asked her whether she could have more than one ability at once.
"Maybe," Vivian said simply with a slight shrug. "I never tried it before, and I never had to before. I have to think about how a person's ability might work before I can use it, so I can't just pick and choose whichever I want. In the end it doesn't matter anyways because the ability is never really mine, I never get to keep any ability." Vivian shrugged again as she finished her sentence. Despite the fact that she had the ability to use many different kinds of powers, they were only merely fleeting gifts.
Deciding to change the topic of the conversation, Vivian inquired of Khail, "So you're kind of like the Medusa from Greek mythology? You can turn things to stone with just a stare?"
Tag: kj777, bar people
IC:Mathias
Location: Underground Lines Main Room
Now that the fight was over, everything seemed to be settling down a bit. Mathias watched the gunslinger head to the bar along with another man who had some kind of guitar or banjo-like case slung over his shoulder. Matt finished off his beer and sat back for a while, pondering the man named Khail. He seemed nice and had a friendly face but... There was something about him that Mathias had caught onto by instinct. Something just felt... Different. Matt watched as Khail approached the Asian girl and conversed with her.
Eventually though, Matt was still feeling parched so he got up to get another beer. As he passed by Khail and the young lady, he overheard Khail say that he could turn things into stone. "So you're kind of like the Medusa from Greek mythology? You can turn things to stone with just a stare?" he heard the young lady asking him. Matt chimed in as he passed by on his way to the bar, "EIther Medusa, or the White Witch from the Chronicles or Narnia!" Matt said jokingly.
As Matt threw a couple bills on the counter and motioned for another beer ("Hold the glass," he added) he saw the gunslinger open up his jacket, showing off an array of weapons, "Wanna buy a piece?" he asked the man beside him. Matt moved in and interrupted him saying, "Hey, as a matter of fact, I'd really be interested in purchasing something from you. I need something concealable with a nice punch to it. Got anything like that?"
TAG-- kj777, BlueAngel, uncanny474
Location: Underground Lines Main Room
Now that the fight was over, everything seemed to be settling down a bit. Mathias watched the gunslinger head to the bar along with another man who had some kind of guitar or banjo-like case slung over his shoulder. Matt finished off his beer and sat back for a while, pondering the man named Khail. He seemed nice and had a friendly face but... There was something about him that Mathias had caught onto by instinct. Something just felt... Different. Matt watched as Khail approached the Asian girl and conversed with her.
Eventually though, Matt was still feeling parched so he got up to get another beer. As he passed by Khail and the young lady, he overheard Khail say that he could turn things into stone. "So you're kind of like the Medusa from Greek mythology? You can turn things to stone with just a stare?" he heard the young lady asking him. Matt chimed in as he passed by on his way to the bar, "EIther Medusa, or the White Witch from the Chronicles or Narnia!" Matt said jokingly.
As Matt threw a couple bills on the counter and motioned for another beer ("Hold the glass," he added) he saw the gunslinger open up his jacket, showing off an array of weapons, "Wanna buy a piece?" he asked the man beside him. Matt moved in and interrupted him saying, "Hey, as a matter of fact, I'd really be interested in purchasing something from you. I need something concealable with a nice punch to it. Got anything like that?"
TAG-- kj777, BlueAngel, uncanny474
Location: Underground Lines Bar
IC: Aden Viisu
"I'll pass, I normally don't fight, It's just not my cup of tea." Thinks for a minute, "Perhaps I will buy something, got anything, like a throwing knifes? I was told I wasn't that bad of a shot with a knife." Looks back at the bartender, " Now that a neat ability, well balanced. Hmm it looks like all of people here have abilities, hmm i wounder who else does around here. Now how bout drink, Rum?"
Tag: Blueangel, uncanny474, bar folk
IC: Aden Viisu
"I'll pass, I normally don't fight, It's just not my cup of tea." Thinks for a minute, "Perhaps I will buy something, got anything, like a throwing knifes? I was told I wasn't that bad of a shot with a knife." Looks back at the bartender, " Now that a neat ability, well balanced. Hmm it looks like all of people here have abilities, hmm i wounder who else does around here. Now how bout drink, Rum?"
Tag: Blueangel, uncanny474, bar folk
Location: Underground Lines
IC: Jospeh Kentz
Joseph turned to the two people interested in his weapons.
"Lemme see. For you, I'd recommend this." He pulled a Smith & Wesson compact .38 from his jacket, sliding it across the table to the man who wanted the gun. "It's small enough to be concealable, but it's a .38, so it packs a little more punch than a .22. I've always preferred .38s. .22s don't get the job done like a .38. But if you're looking for power, I've got some .50 caliber guns that'll satisfy. Not exactely what I'd call subtle, but it'll not only kill someone, but blow their head off. Literally. I seen it happen. I done it, in fact.
"As for you, I think I got some balanced knives in here. I don't use 'em myself, 'cause I suck with them, but they may work for you." He pulled a case of knives from a pocket and put them on the table. They looked like standard combat knives, but Joseph had specially made them so that they were balanced. He had based them off a couple of designs some of his boys had back in Virginia. "Of course, if you were looking for something more oriental, I think I still got some kunai in here. And I might even have some ninja stars. I don't have to see the actual weapon, just a picture. Of couse, if it ain't real, I can't make it. But I think I do well enough with regular guns and knives. I prefer a switch myself, but some people I know like throwin' 'em. So I keep a few around."
He continued to drink from the bottle during this conversation.
"For you, good sir, the gun is free. It's a promotional deal. I give you a free gun, and you buy bullets from me." He named a price. "That'll buy you ten clips, which should be enough for a fight or two.
"As for you, the knives are a little more. They're bulkier and, therefore, harder to make." He named another price. "For these knives. Like I said, I got different kinds, and they cost different. But these are, in my opinion, the best of the lot. You can use 'em like a real knife, and they can be thrown. Most people buy these, if they're looking for functionality. Of course, if you were looking for functionality, you'd buy a piece like a normal person."
TAG: BA, Mathias, Druid
IC: Jospeh Kentz
Joseph turned to the two people interested in his weapons.
"Lemme see. For you, I'd recommend this." He pulled a Smith & Wesson compact .38 from his jacket, sliding it across the table to the man who wanted the gun. "It's small enough to be concealable, but it's a .38, so it packs a little more punch than a .22. I've always preferred .38s. .22s don't get the job done like a .38. But if you're looking for power, I've got some .50 caliber guns that'll satisfy. Not exactely what I'd call subtle, but it'll not only kill someone, but blow their head off. Literally. I seen it happen. I done it, in fact.
"As for you, I think I got some balanced knives in here. I don't use 'em myself, 'cause I suck with them, but they may work for you." He pulled a case of knives from a pocket and put them on the table. They looked like standard combat knives, but Joseph had specially made them so that they were balanced. He had based them off a couple of designs some of his boys had back in Virginia. "Of course, if you were looking for something more oriental, I think I still got some kunai in here. And I might even have some ninja stars. I don't have to see the actual weapon, just a picture. Of couse, if it ain't real, I can't make it. But I think I do well enough with regular guns and knives. I prefer a switch myself, but some people I know like throwin' 'em. So I keep a few around."
He continued to drink from the bottle during this conversation.
"For you, good sir, the gun is free. It's a promotional deal. I give you a free gun, and you buy bullets from me." He named a price. "That'll buy you ten clips, which should be enough for a fight or two.
"As for you, the knives are a little more. They're bulkier and, therefore, harder to make." He named another price. "For these knives. Like I said, I got different kinds, and they cost different. But these are, in my opinion, the best of the lot. You can use 'em like a real knife, and they can be thrown. Most people buy these, if they're looking for functionality. Of course, if you were looking for functionality, you'd buy a piece like a normal person."
TAG: BA, Mathias, Druid
IC: Khail
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
"I have to make physical contact with the target to transform it into stone. My stare is a different story. I can gaze into one's eyes and have them paralyzed where they stand. This even stops their gifts from working. Comes in handy sometimes." He had to think what he was going to say. That last part pertained to his illegal work.
"As in stopping arguments. There are many pompous artist in the world." While speaking he always kept a small nice smile. Some people think this as friendly, while others find it creepy.
"So, what drew you to this bar."
TAG: Yuriko, Mathias, Bar people
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
"I have to make physical contact with the target to transform it into stone. My stare is a different story. I can gaze into one's eyes and have them paralyzed where they stand. This even stops their gifts from working. Comes in handy sometimes." He had to think what he was going to say. That last part pertained to his illegal work.
"As in stopping arguments. There are many pompous artist in the world." While speaking he always kept a small nice smile. Some people think this as friendly, while others find it creepy.
"So, what drew you to this bar."
TAG: Yuriko, Mathias, Bar people
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Jasmine Reider
Jasmine watched as the other occupants got acquainted, settling herself in one of the couches near the Lounge entrance. Alex sat down beside her, after serving Aden his rum. "Alex, unless you think he's suddenly gonna turn into the Tasmanian Devil, stop staring. It's rude." "I can't help it. You feeling anything yet?" "No. And I want to keep it that way. Like forever. Just..normal." "You call this normal? I have fires on my hands and I can't get burned. You can feel people's emotions down to the toe. And Wayne, for all we know, could have super-strength!" Jasmine shook her head, slightly laughing, "No, Wayne doesn't have a power. Otherwise, he would've killed us by now. Nothing to stop him. Where is he anyway?" "In the Lounge." "Well, go get him. And make sure you disarm him before he comes in here." Alex stood up, heading to the Lounge door.
Jasmine sighed and decided to approach Joseph's "business". "Nice. You go to bars a lot where you shoot at people then sell them guns?"
TAG: Everyone?
IC: Jasmine Reider
Jasmine watched as the other occupants got acquainted, settling herself in one of the couches near the Lounge entrance. Alex sat down beside her, after serving Aden his rum. "Alex, unless you think he's suddenly gonna turn into the Tasmanian Devil, stop staring. It's rude." "I can't help it. You feeling anything yet?" "No. And I want to keep it that way. Like forever. Just..normal." "You call this normal? I have fires on my hands and I can't get burned. You can feel people's emotions down to the toe. And Wayne, for all we know, could have super-strength!" Jasmine shook her head, slightly laughing, "No, Wayne doesn't have a power. Otherwise, he would've killed us by now. Nothing to stop him. Where is he anyway?" "In the Lounge." "Well, go get him. And make sure you disarm him before he comes in here." Alex stood up, heading to the Lounge door.
Jasmine sighed and decided to approach Joseph's "business". "Nice. You go to bars a lot where you shoot at people then sell them guns?"
TAG: Everyone?
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Aden Viisu
"Of course, if you were looking for functionality, you'd buy a piece like a normal person."
"Whats the point of being normal? I'll buy 10, if you have that many, the sheaths too, if you don't mind, don't worry I'll pay for the sheaths." Absently grabs his wallet.
"Nice. You go to bars a lot where you shoot at people then sell them guns?" "And knives." Gestures to the area of knifes he is about to buy. He starts to absently drink his rum. "So you can feel people emotions. Hmm, alright. I'll keep that in mind" He mutters to himself.
"Now Slinger how much where these knives again?"
Tag: Uncanny474, BlueAngel, Bar folk
IC: Aden Viisu
"Of course, if you were looking for functionality, you'd buy a piece like a normal person."
"Whats the point of being normal? I'll buy 10, if you have that many, the sheaths too, if you don't mind, don't worry I'll pay for the sheaths." Absently grabs his wallet.
"Nice. You go to bars a lot where you shoot at people then sell them guns?" "And knives." Gestures to the area of knifes he is about to buy. He starts to absently drink his rum. "So you can feel people emotions. Hmm, alright. I'll keep that in mind" He mutters to himself.
"Now Slinger how much where these knives again?"
Tag: Uncanny474, BlueAngel, Bar folk
Twila Parker
Trenton, New Jersey
Twila lugged a guitar case up to the door of the bar. "If I EVER get caught in traffic that bad again, I'm going to scream." She muttered to herself. She pushed the door open and hauled the guitar in with her.
She caught Jasmine's eye and crossed the room to her. "Brought the guitar. Sorry I'm late." She winked and set the case down next to her while taking a seat at the bar. She tossed her red hair playfully. "So, got any requests?" She said loudly, more to everyone in the bar than just Jasmine.
TAG: Everyone in the bar
Location: Underground Lines
IC: Joseph Kentz
"Babe, sellin' guns is my profession. I just like to kill. Obviously, imma start killin' if I can, then move on to sellin' guns. 'Cause killin's more fun than sellin'. Usually more profitable, too.
"Speaking of profitable, you got any people you want killed? I'm pretty good at that, or so I been told."
He requoted the price to the knife guy. He was pretty sure it was a fair price.
A redhead walked into the bar with a guitar slung over her shoulder. Joseph thought she looked like a good mark.
"Hey, babe, what about you? Wanna buy a gun? Or a knife? I got whatever you need." He smiled his customer-friendly smile and showed her his wares.
TAG: Anyone Joseph has spoken to recently, anyone who wants to speak to Joseph
IC: Joseph Kentz
"Babe, sellin' guns is my profession. I just like to kill. Obviously, imma start killin' if I can, then move on to sellin' guns. 'Cause killin's more fun than sellin'. Usually more profitable, too.
"Speaking of profitable, you got any people you want killed? I'm pretty good at that, or so I been told."
He requoted the price to the knife guy. He was pretty sure it was a fair price.
A redhead walked into the bar with a guitar slung over her shoulder. Joseph thought she looked like a good mark.
"Hey, babe, what about you? Wanna buy a gun? Or a knife? I got whatever you need." He smiled his customer-friendly smile and showed her his wares.
TAG: Anyone Joseph has spoken to recently, anyone who wants to speak to Joseph
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Aden Viisu
Taking notice of the fine lady next him. "What can you play?" gives her a brief smile.
Absently adjusting his mandolin case, because it was starting to fall again. Then he sighed and put his case down quietly and focused on the man next to him, and his partially full glass of rum. "Good price, no need to hassle, fair enough. Mind if i write you a check?" Begins to pull out checkbook and pen. "So Gunslinger, where ya from?"
Tag: Anyone in the bar
IC: Aden Viisu
Taking notice of the fine lady next him. "What can you play?" gives her a brief smile.
Absently adjusting his mandolin case, because it was starting to fall again. Then he sighed and put his case down quietly and focused on the man next to him, and his partially full glass of rum. "Good price, no need to hassle, fair enough. Mind if i write you a check?" Begins to pull out checkbook and pen. "So Gunslinger, where ya from?"
Tag: Anyone in the bar
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Jasmine Reider
Jasmine laughed, heartily, "Oh, you're lucky. You missed all the fighting. Seriously, you did."
"Stuff it, Joseph. No blood here. Not now, not ever." Jasmine said in reply, glaring at the gun-dealer, "And don't call me babe." Out of the corner of her eye, Jasmine saw Alex escorting Wayne out of the bar and sighed as he strode over to the counter, "You kicked him out." "He doesn't have a chance here. He's a mortal, Jas." "And? My Empathy does nothing. I feel like a mortal right now."
She turned to Aden, "No need for a check. It's on the house." Alex leaned over and whispered in her ear, "How long are we gonna keep this up? Free drinks? We have bills, you know." Jasmine grinned mischievously, "Yeah. I'm taking this outta your paycheck."
TAG: Everyone?
IC: Jasmine Reider
QUOTE (SaberProductions @ Nov 7 2009, 09:51 AM) 
"Brought the guitar. Sorry I'm late."
Jasmine laughed, heartily, "Oh, you're lucky. You missed all the fighting. Seriously, you did."
QUOTE (uncanny474 @ Nov 7 2009, 10:02 AM)
"Babe, sellin' guns is my profession. I just like to kill. Obviously, imma start killin' if I can, then move on to sellin' guns. 'Cause killin's more fun than sellin'. Usually more profitable, too.
"Speaking of profitable, you got any people you want killed? I'm pretty good at that, or so I been told."
"Speaking of profitable, you got any people you want killed? I'm pretty good at that, or so I been told."
"Stuff it, Joseph. No blood here. Not now, not ever." Jasmine said in reply, glaring at the gun-dealer, "And don't call me babe." Out of the corner of her eye, Jasmine saw Alex escorting Wayne out of the bar and sighed as he strode over to the counter, "You kicked him out." "He doesn't have a chance here. He's a mortal, Jas." "And? My Empathy does nothing. I feel like a mortal right now."
She turned to Aden, "No need for a check. It's on the house." Alex leaned over and whispered in her ear, "How long are we gonna keep this up? Free drinks? We have bills, you know." Jasmine grinned mischievously, "Yeah. I'm taking this outta your paycheck."
TAG: Everyone?
IC:Mathias
Location: Underground Lines Main Room
Mathias laughed at the gunslinger's mention of a 50. cal. "No thanks, I'm not really looking to blow a crater into someone right now!" Matt said after a few short laughs. Matt appreciated the way this guy did business. He was cold-hearted and self serving. Even the free gun thing was just to get Mathias to go to him for supplies, but Matt didn't mind. The guy was a walking arsenal, thanks to his unique power. Matt discreetly reached into his wallet, fingering a large amount of bills all smashed together inside until he pulled out the named amount for 10 clips. While 10 clips seemed like a lot of ammo for someone who wasn't exactly a killer, at least it would hold him over if things got messy.
As Matt handed him a wad of cash, he slid the .38 off the counter and felt it in his hands, testing it's balance and weight. Matt had always grown up knowing how, so he checked to make sure the safety was on, the chamber and clip were emty, and then began spinning the pistol, western style. He was great at twirling pistols, especially antique six-shooters. It was a hobby of his before his whole world changed a few months ago...
Matt collected his clips for the gun dealer, stashing them in the various inside and outside pockets of his leather 'Wolverine' jacket. "Pleasure doing business with you," Matt said to him, "Oh by the way. Just out of curiosity, you wouldn't be able to 'spawn' some kind of 'Assassins Creed' type of hidden blade, would you?"
Matt then turned back to the bar and upon seeing Jasmine he said, "Hey do you think I could get that beer?" he asked her, gesturing to the cash he had already placed on the counter.
As Matt turned back to the gun dealer, his eyes and attention were caught on an attractive red-head carrying a guitar. The gun dealer wasted no time trying to get her to buy his weapons, but Matt had totally different things on his mind as he watched her approach Jasmine. Matt whistled under his breath so no one would hear.
"Now there's a looker," He said, nudging the guy with the mandolin, "and I'll bet she can sing too!"
TAG-- Uncanny474, BlueAngel, Druid25, SaberProductions
Location: Underground Lines Main Room
Mathias laughed at the gunslinger's mention of a 50. cal. "No thanks, I'm not really looking to blow a crater into someone right now!" Matt said after a few short laughs. Matt appreciated the way this guy did business. He was cold-hearted and self serving. Even the free gun thing was just to get Mathias to go to him for supplies, but Matt didn't mind. The guy was a walking arsenal, thanks to his unique power. Matt discreetly reached into his wallet, fingering a large amount of bills all smashed together inside until he pulled out the named amount for 10 clips. While 10 clips seemed like a lot of ammo for someone who wasn't exactly a killer, at least it would hold him over if things got messy.
As Matt handed him a wad of cash, he slid the .38 off the counter and felt it in his hands, testing it's balance and weight. Matt had always grown up knowing how, so he checked to make sure the safety was on, the chamber and clip were emty, and then began spinning the pistol, western style. He was great at twirling pistols, especially antique six-shooters. It was a hobby of his before his whole world changed a few months ago...
Matt collected his clips for the gun dealer, stashing them in the various inside and outside pockets of his leather 'Wolverine' jacket. "Pleasure doing business with you," Matt said to him, "Oh by the way. Just out of curiosity, you wouldn't be able to 'spawn' some kind of 'Assassins Creed' type of hidden blade, would you?"
Matt then turned back to the bar and upon seeing Jasmine he said, "Hey do you think I could get that beer?" he asked her, gesturing to the cash he had already placed on the counter.
As Matt turned back to the gun dealer, his eyes and attention were caught on an attractive red-head carrying a guitar. The gun dealer wasted no time trying to get her to buy his weapons, but Matt had totally different things on his mind as he watched her approach Jasmine. Matt whistled under his breath so no one would hear.
"Now there's a looker," He said, nudging the guy with the mandolin, "and I'll bet she can sing too!"
TAG-- Uncanny474, BlueAngel, Druid25, SaberProductions
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Aden Viisu
Leans over to the guy who just bought the gun."Which the redhead or the owner?" Continues to drink his rum. He drains it and this asks the bartender for another.
Looks at the gun dealer " Well never mind the check." ruffles through his wallet "It looks like I have just enough cash on me." Hand him a good wad of cash. "Have a good day sir."
Begins to wait patiently for his second drink.
"By the way the names Aden" extends a hand to the kid with the new gun.
Tag: Mathias, BlueAngel, Uncanny474, SaberProductions
IC: Aden Viisu
Leans over to the guy who just bought the gun."Which the redhead or the owner?" Continues to drink his rum. He drains it and this asks the bartender for another.
Looks at the gun dealer " Well never mind the check." ruffles through his wallet "It looks like I have just enough cash on me." Hand him a good wad of cash. "Have a good day sir."
Begins to wait patiently for his second drink.
"By the way the names Aden" extends a hand to the kid with the new gun.
Tag: Mathias, BlueAngel, Uncanny474, SaberProductions
Location: Underground Lines
IC: Joseph Kentz
Joseph accepted the money and gave the knife guy his weapons. He saw the guy from earlier walk out with the bartender. He shouted to him, "Hey, Dumb***. You wanna rumble, come see me later. I got a clip with your name written all over it."
"I'm Joseph Kentz. Gun dealer and all-purpose killer extrordinare.
"And if we ain't fighting, babe, what are we doin' here?"
He turned to Mr. .38. "Here's your clips," he said, and ten clips materialized on the table. "And as for blades, you mean like this?" He whipped his hand at him, materializing a small combat knife as he swung. He stopped just short of the guy's throat. "Just playin', homie. You're too profitable to slit your throat."
TAG: BA, Druid, Mathias, Saber
IC: Joseph Kentz
Joseph accepted the money and gave the knife guy his weapons. He saw the guy from earlier walk out with the bartender. He shouted to him, "Hey, Dumb***. You wanna rumble, come see me later. I got a clip with your name written all over it."
"I'm Joseph Kentz. Gun dealer and all-purpose killer extrordinare.
"And if we ain't fighting, babe, what are we doin' here?"
He turned to Mr. .38. "Here's your clips," he said, and ten clips materialized on the table. "And as for blades, you mean like this?" He whipped his hand at him, materializing a small combat knife as he swung. He stopped just short of the guy's throat. "Just playin', homie. You're too profitable to slit your throat."
TAG: BA, Druid, Mathias, Saber
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Jasmine Reider
"Well, aren't you a load of ***?" Jasmine asked, glaring. Alex leaned over to her, "Ya know, glaring should be your new hobby. You do it a lot." "Shut up, Alex." Jasmine turned to Mathias, "Yeah, sure." Picking up the cash, she set a bottle of beer in front of him while giving Aden another glass of rum. She nochalantly handed the cash to Alex and strode to her office, tiredly plopping down on her chair.
TAG: Everyone
IC: Jasmine Reider
QUOTE (uncanny474 @ Nov 7 2009, 01:40 PM)
"And if we ain't fighting, babe, what are we doin' here?"
"Well, aren't you a load of ***?" Jasmine asked, glaring. Alex leaned over to her, "Ya know, glaring should be your new hobby. You do it a lot." "Shut up, Alex." Jasmine turned to Mathias, "Yeah, sure." Picking up the cash, she set a bottle of beer in front of him while giving Aden another glass of rum. She nochalantly handed the cash to Alex and strode to her office, tiredly plopping down on her chair.
TAG: Everyone
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Aden Viisu
Looking surprised, and then fading expression. "Thank you, Joseph." He stows the knifes in his case."
He absently grabs his glass with his other hand. His eyes looking beyond Joseph and out into the street.
Looks at the bartender. "Does she do that often?" Nods to the office door. "Oh wait I'm interested in a job, do you mind having another musician in the house?" Shouts at the office door.
Tag: uncanny474, bar folk, BlueAngel
IC: Aden Viisu
Looking surprised, and then fading expression. "Thank you, Joseph." He stows the knifes in his case."
He absently grabs his glass with his other hand. His eyes looking beyond Joseph and out into the street.
Looks at the bartender. "Does she do that often?" Nods to the office door. "Oh wait I'm interested in a job, do you mind having another musician in the house?" Shouts at the office door.
Tag: uncanny474, bar folk, BlueAngel
IC: Mathias
Location: Underground Lines Main Room
Mathias chuckled at Aden's question. "Actually," he replied, "I was referring to the red-head, although that Jasmine girl 'aint too bad neither." Mathias shook his outstretched hand, "Call me Mathias."
As Mathias turned back to the gunslinger, he was just a bit surprised at his answer, "And as for blades, you mean like this?" He whipped his hand at him, materializing a small combat knife as he swung. He stopped just short of Matt's throat. "Just playin', homie. You're too profitable to slit your throat."
Matt didn't flinch as the blade nearly grazed his throat, although his was a little bit taken. But soon a small smile spread across his lips. "Well that's nice and all," Mathias said to him, "But that doesn't help me since I don't have the ability to materialize weapons out of thin air. I'm looking for something a bit more utilitarian to the average man." At this, Mathias pulled out a sketch on a folded piece of paper and showed it to him. The contents of the sketch showed a small retractable blade that could be worn on the forearm and in the form of a long 'glove' or leather gauntlet. (see link below for the sketch)
Matt handed the gunslinger the sketch and picked up his fresh beer. "So do you think you could acquire something like this for me?"
TAG-- uncanny474, Druid 25
(OOC: Here is a "The sketch" that Mathias is showing to Joseph Kentz http://img.qj.net/uploads/articles_module/...qjpreviewth.jpg )
Location: Underground Lines Main Room
Mathias chuckled at Aden's question. "Actually," he replied, "I was referring to the red-head, although that Jasmine girl 'aint too bad neither." Mathias shook his outstretched hand, "Call me Mathias."
As Mathias turned back to the gunslinger, he was just a bit surprised at his answer, "And as for blades, you mean like this?" He whipped his hand at him, materializing a small combat knife as he swung. He stopped just short of Matt's throat. "Just playin', homie. You're too profitable to slit your throat."
Matt didn't flinch as the blade nearly grazed his throat, although his was a little bit taken. But soon a small smile spread across his lips. "Well that's nice and all," Mathias said to him, "But that doesn't help me since I don't have the ability to materialize weapons out of thin air. I'm looking for something a bit more utilitarian to the average man." At this, Mathias pulled out a sketch on a folded piece of paper and showed it to him. The contents of the sketch showed a small retractable blade that could be worn on the forearm and in the form of a long 'glove' or leather gauntlet. (see link below for the sketch)
Matt handed the gunslinger the sketch and picked up his fresh beer. "So do you think you could acquire something like this for me?"
TAG-- uncanny474, Druid 25
(OOC: Here is a "The sketch" that Mathias is showing to Joseph Kentz http://img.qj.net/uploads/articles_module/...qjpreviewth.jpg )
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Alexander McCollet
Alex shook his head to Aden's question, "Well, yeah. She has the tendency to walk off. It's her way of saying that she's tired. Or just plain bored. And I'm co-owner here, I could give you a job. Same goes for Ms. Parker over there, too." He tapped his fingers on the counter, resisting the urge to grab a beer while on the job. "Damn, we need a new bartender." Alex muttered to himself.
TAG: Bar folk
IC: Alexander McCollet
Alex shook his head to Aden's question, "Well, yeah. She has the tendency to walk off. It's her way of saying that she's tired. Or just plain bored. And I'm co-owner here, I could give you a job. Same goes for Ms. Parker over there, too." He tapped his fingers on the counter, resisting the urge to grab a beer while on the job. "Damn, we need a new bartender." Alex muttered to himself.
TAG: Bar folk
Twila Parker
Trenton, New Jersey
Twila laughed after her outburst.
A man next to her spoke. "Hey, babe, what about you? Wanna buy a gun? Or a knife? I got whatever you need."
But before she could answer, another man asked her what she could play. And before she could answer him, a whole storm of conversation stirred up around her. This ended with Jasmine leaving to go to her office, a common occurrence with her.
Finally, Twila was able to answer the questions. First, she turned to the brown-haired man who had spoken to her first. "I don't really need weapons." She said with a smile.
Then, she addressed the man who had asked her what she could play. "Lots of stuff." She said. She knew she was being vague, but she really couldn't really answer his question without knowing what he wanted her to play.
She could see other men eying her. Hitting on her didn't generally end well for the person doing the flirting. With a roll of her eyes, she spun around on the barstool and faced Alex. "Just let me know when you want me to go on. Until then, how about a glass of wine?"
TAG: Everyone
Location: Underground Lines - Main Room
IC: Alexander McCollet
"Go on whenever you like, Parker. As for the wine, sure." Alex poured her a glass of wine, setting in down on the counter, leaving the bottle on the counter, open. He jumped, startled, as his cell phone unexpectedly rang in his pocket, "Hello?" Jasmine's voice tiredly came through, "Stop hitting on her." "I'm not. Also, why are you calling me? We're only a room apart." "I'm too lazy. Besides, what's the use of ruining a perfectly in-process nap?" Alex rolled his eyes at Jasmine then remembered that she couldn't see him, "I'm rolling my eyes." "I figured that from your lack of words. Now stop hitting on our occupants." "I wasn't.." Alex unconvincingly said, hanging up.
TAG: Dunno? Everyone?
IC: Alexander McCollet
"Go on whenever you like, Parker. As for the wine, sure." Alex poured her a glass of wine, setting in down on the counter, leaving the bottle on the counter, open. He jumped, startled, as his cell phone unexpectedly rang in his pocket, "Hello?" Jasmine's voice tiredly came through, "Stop hitting on her." "I'm not. Also, why are you calling me? We're only a room apart." "I'm too lazy. Besides, what's the use of ruining a perfectly in-process nap?" Alex rolled his eyes at Jasmine then remembered that she couldn't see him, "I'm rolling my eyes." "I figured that from your lack of words. Now stop hitting on our occupants." "I wasn't.." Alex unconvincingly said, hanging up.
TAG: Dunno? Everyone?
Twila Parker
Trenton, New Jersey
Twila took a sip of her wine as Alex talked defensively to what sounded like Jasmine on the phone.
"The boss?" She asked as Alex hung up the phone. She didn't wait for an answer. Instead, she grabbed the glass of wine and her guitar case. "Guess I should go ahead and get started with my job." She swished the glass a bit and winked at Alex. "I have a feeling tonight's going to be a bit harder than normal." She said, glancing at the man who asked her what she could play. From personal experience, she knew these kind of people tended to be guys who thought they were smart, and tried to request songs until they found one she didn't know. "Or maybe a challenge. I haven't decided which yet."
She walked toward the small stage and began hooking up cords and mics. Finally, she opened up her guitar case and gently pulled out her worn acoustic. After a few strums, she tuned it, and then sat down on the stool on stage. She pulled the mic close. "Alright, a little non-violent entertainment for you guys." She said. She struck a few chords, then began playing a song.
TAG: Anyone
Location: Underground Lines Bar
IC: Vivian Sato
Vivian nodded in response to Khail's response as she began to realize the implications of his words, he had used his ability on other people with abilities as well. She wasn't sure what situations an ability like his would "come in handy" but she decided not to ask him about it. All she knew was the man spoke the truth, but she had a feeling he was hiding some of it as well.
Khail then asked her what drew her to visit the bar, a question Vivian thought was so obvious, to herself anyway. "I heard there were a lot of people... like us... that visit this place. I thought it would be a good chance to try to meet some new people and of course, try out some new abilities. I have a feeling there are a lot more interesting powers here than some blue fire." Vivian answered as her gaze wandered over to the main bar area where the weapon-materializing man and some other people were sitting.
"Come on, let's see what they have at this place." Vivian suggested to Khail as she began to make her way to the bar area.
Tag: kj777, rest of the bar people.
IC: Vivian Sato
Vivian nodded in response to Khail's response as she began to realize the implications of his words, he had used his ability on other people with abilities as well. She wasn't sure what situations an ability like his would "come in handy" but she decided not to ask him about it. All she knew was the man spoke the truth, but she had a feeling he was hiding some of it as well.
Khail then asked her what drew her to visit the bar, a question Vivian thought was so obvious, to herself anyway. "I heard there were a lot of people... like us... that visit this place. I thought it would be a good chance to try to meet some new people and of course, try out some new abilities. I have a feeling there are a lot more interesting powers here than some blue fire." Vivian answered as her gaze wandered over to the main bar area where the weapon-materializing man and some other people were sitting.
"Come on, let's see what they have at this place." Vivian suggested to Khail as she began to make her way to the bar area.
Tag: kj777, rest of the bar people.
Joseph looked at the sketch. "Damn," he muttered. "I don't know. If it's a weapon, I should be able to make it, but the bigger, more damaging, and more complex the weapon, the harder it is for me to make it. I can make a .22 rimfire pistol with no problem, but an AK-47 or bazooka would be completely impossible. It'd take some concentration, and a backup plan if it goes wrong. And this is a special order, so it'll cost extra. A lot extra. But it's worth a shot."
He turned to the woman on the stage. "Okay, but this bar's a dangerous place. Imma assume you're a freak like the rest of us, but even us freaks need a little extra protection now and then, know what I'm sayin'? You feel like you need a piece, just ask. I'm always open, even on Christmas."
"Oh, and if you feel like you need something else, you can ask me for that, too. I'm always open for that."
He saw a young Asian chick walking towards the bar. "Hey, there. Konichiwa, or whatever. Wanna buy some firepower. Consider me your very own small-arms dealer."
He turned to the barkeeper. "Hey, barkeep. This bottle's empty. Can I get another? With something stronger in it? And a job where I get to kill people? Bein' a gun dealer is nice and all, but nothing compares to the feeling of having a guy's life in your hands and then, bang, takin' it away."
He turned to the woman on the stage. "Okay, but this bar's a dangerous place. Imma assume you're a freak like the rest of us, but even us freaks need a little extra protection now and then, know what I'm sayin'? You feel like you need a piece, just ask. I'm always open, even on Christmas."
"Oh, and if you feel like you need something else, you can ask me for that, too. I'm always open for that."
He saw a young Asian chick walking towards the bar. "Hey, there. Konichiwa, or whatever. Wanna buy some firepower. Consider me your very own small-arms dealer."
He turned to the barkeeper. "Hey, barkeep. This bottle's empty. Can I get another? With something stronger in it? And a job where I get to kill people? Bein' a gun dealer is nice and all, but nothing compares to the feeling of having a guy's life in your hands and then, bang, takin' it away."
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