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Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 04, 2009, 01:31:57 pm »
James ignores the weed "I supose you could be right, she definatly has the right attitude anyway" James is looking over to the bar where a bunch of other Cliaths who have been around a bit longer are giving her a hard time and making wolf whistle sounds, while she fiddles with her dagger "I'll be right back" James calmly gets up, expression and tone of voice never changing, he walks toward the bar and places his hand on one of the Cliaths shoulders, he begins to turn around "Who the fu-" when he turns around fully he is met by James staring calmly and coldly directly into his eyes "Is there a problem here?" The Cliath looked flushed and his friends looked away awkwerdly "Umm-uh n..no sir!" James replied "Good, then I want the three of you to leave the bar and return to your quarters for the night" The Cliath responded almost to quickly "Yes sir!" He and his two friends almost ran out of the bar, James proceeded to go to the bar, order another beer, and return to his seat without so much as a glance or a word in the Female Cliaths direction.
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 04, 2009, 01:31:41 pm »
Viktor takes a large sip of the joint, efectivelly smoking a quarter of it.
As the smoke leaves his mouth, he says to Craig "Be like me, dodge more. And I guess your right. I'll wait for that girl to atleast get to Fostern. Then I'll see what to do with her."
Viktor passes the joint to Craig, telling him, that it really is a good weed.
Viktor then hears, how their leader is giving everyone a shot of vodka.
"Goddamnit, I don't drink. I hope Jack remembers that" - sayed the hobo to his friends, though it was more like he was talking to himself.
Posted by: flynntaggart
« on: August 04, 2009, 01:29:37 pm »
Half a bottle of vodka, two cans of coke, and an empty pocket later, Flynn had began to get tipsy. Tratpan continued to sit quietly next to him, absorbing all that he could of the environment, while Flynn jabbered on about his life before the outbreak.
"Oh my god...you should have seen this woman...she had **** out to here!" Flynn signaled with his hands over his chest while Tratpan merrily nodded without making eye contact. Flynn paused momentarily and realized he was looking like a jack ass in front of his men. The last bit of his most recent drink swirled in the bottom of the dirty glass as Flynn rolled it in his palm. Approaching footsteps toward his table sobered his mood as he listened while continuing to appear unaware. An envelope was placed on the table and the zero agent slowly walked off. Flynn simply placed his hand on the bloodied paper and felt the hard buldge below it. A smile crept across his face as he looked up from the glass at Tratpan.
"You want another drink? Its on me."
Tratpan simply shook his head no. Flynn stuffed the envelope into his jacket pocket and pushed himself to his feet.
"Another round for everyone Jack!"
Posted by: Thuggernaut
« on: August 04, 2009, 01:25:23 pm »
Craig snickers as he cuts a piece off and begins to break up a chunk of bud. "Still, Viktor, I dunno if going after meat THAT fresh is a good idea. But hell, I'm not one to give advice, what with all the dumb **** I do." He finishes rolling his 3 gram masterpiece, and takes a lighter out of his pocket. "Cheers!" he exclaims as he lights it. He takes a few small hits to get it burning and passes it over to Viktor. "Get ya some, and congrats on your kill! Long live the glory of Fenrir!" He turns to face James. "Hey, James, you wouldn't happen to know where a man could find any cheap 12 gauge? I'm seriously fiending for it, my shotguns gotta eat, too. And if they get hungry, I could get dead."
Posted by: Superchaos2585
« on: August 04, 2009, 01:21:40 pm »
*3 sprinting Long Arms enter the room*
*Sam quickly kills them with the Grinder*
"Holy ****, did I leave the **** door open?"
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 04, 2009, 01:18:17 pm »
"You know James, something tells me, that this girl will go far. Atleast to the Adrens. Besides, didn't you think the same about me, when I was a little cliath?
Now about those papers"
Puts a large piece of paper and a knife on the table to cut the paper.
"It better be good stuff, cause I killed a person today and need to celebrate the good loot."
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 04, 2009, 01:15:25 pm »
"Relationships with Cliaths are forbidden, or at least looked down upon because when you are in a relationship you may be inclined to give them special treatment or when you have ended it badly you may be inclined to treat them badly" James Quoted this from memory directly from the rulebook "Sorry, guess you aren't so lucky after all" James light another smoke and replaced the empty box into the inside pocket of his trenchcoat "Im hoping I don't get another mission for awhile, I just feel like staying here for a few days" James seemed like he was speaking more to himself than the others, James notices Craig chaffing the new Cliath "I don't know why you bother, most of them will be dead before they finish training anyway" he sipped calmly on his beer.
Posted by: Thuggernaut
« on: August 04, 2009, 01:12:48 pm »
Craig shrugs in James' direction. "I dunno, you know that Flynn's lazier than a broke-dick dog, thanks, though." He signals to the cliath hobo was eyeing earlier. "Oi, newbie, Wine please!" A couple minutes later the cliath comes over, wine in hand and glare on her face. Murdoch smiles at her and produces 2 morphine syrettes from his rucksack. "Thanks much cliath! Don't burn these up too quick." As the cliath storms off Craig sets his sack down on the table. "So, Vik, how 'bout them papes? I'll split the J with youse." He looks solemnly into hobo's eyes, eagerly awaiting an answer.
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 04, 2009, 01:07:05 pm »
"Why the **** are relations forbidden? Since when are we a virgin group? And congratulations Craig on becoming Elder member. You'll be a good elder member, I do believe in that".
The sun has finally risen, and Viktor decides, that he really should do something about this beatyfull woman.
"I always find a way around. Always".
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 04, 2009, 01:04:37 pm »
((God damnit read the rules thread and what I just posted, this is my last OOC comment here. >.<))
"Don't get any ideas you bloody crazy hobo, relations with a subordinate is forbidden" James stated with his usual calm cold voice, he took another swig of beer before turning to Craig "I hear you finally made the Elder Counsil I was wondering when they would finally let you in"
Posted by: Thuggernaut
« on: August 04, 2009, 12:59:58 pm »
"Haha, Viktor, you better be careful chasing after every female you see. You're gonna catch something. Anyway though, you said an AD member? The **** are they doing up here, asking us to kill 'em?" He laughs to himself as he starts patting down his pockets. He finally finds what he's looking for in his back pockets; his sack of weed. "Got any papers, Vik? I've been starving for a doob."
Posted by: Superchaos2585
« on: August 04, 2009, 12:55:42 pm »
*Flies in to the first floor through window* "Ah ****!"
"**** Long Arm decked me!" *quickly 'cades window and heads to the bar*
"Hey Thugg, what's up?"
"I gotta go help Carter, see ya!"
*runs out of the building, accidentally leaving all doors in his path open *
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 04, 2009, 12:55:17 pm »
Talks to James again.
"Well, wonder how this day continues".
Notices, how his friend Thuggernaut sat near him, and asked how he was, to which Vik replied
"Found an AK-47, a Katana, a Colt1911 and an LR8. Well, I didn't find it, I stole it of an AD member, before promtly killing him. Also saw Carter and Sam on the way, they having another grind fest, as usual. Only this time Carter brought the heavy explosives. What else...the cliaths have finally become usefull to me: they took my heavy gear to my room...that's pretty much how the day started. And how was your morning?"
Notices, that a beutifull female cliath has entered the Wolf's Den.
Long black hair, UMP to her back, in a black trench coat, wearing a flak jacket beneath it.
"Look at that booty. Looks like this truly is my lucky day". - sayed the russian.
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 04, 2009, 12:51:32 pm »
"But at least when I buy it they don't say anything, am I realy that scary?" Modem lets out a brief small smile that does not look natural or right in the slightest, he lets it die again seeing the expression on Viktor's face "Anyway, I guess Carter could make it, he is skilled enough, but I somehow doubt he would recieve many missions that require any ammount of stealth" James looks over at the two staring out the window "Yes they have been like that for awhile, Flynn keeps jabbering on to Trat but he does not really seem like he wants to talk, not that Flynn takes notice"
Posted by: Thuggernaut
« on: August 04, 2009, 12:47:51 pm »
Former Gunnery Sergeant Craig Murdoch, known to everyone as the Thuggernaut, plops down in a seat next to hobo. "Wassup mornin' meat?" he inquires.
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