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Post by Scorpio on Mar 24, 2012 18:40:53 GMT -5
"Well." James swirled the remained of his drink before finishing it off. "Don't want to miss the fun right?"
He didn't bother waiting for the other two, heading up to the bar and ordering another bottle to fill up his hip flask. It would of course have been much wiser to bring water but James Turner never bought anything that he didn't think he couldn't buy or steal in the field from someone less intelligant or fortunate. As soon as he paid he finished off the remained of the bottle he hadn't flasked and followed Fad out of the hotel at a safe distance.
(James Turner moves to market)
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Post by Caliber on Mar 31, 2012 13:45:33 GMT -5
Phoenix simply listened and nodded as the terms and plans were explained to the group. The only question she had was immediately asked by El Cucuy, to which Fad responded by action, then by a stern confirmation. And with that, the group was mobile. Phoenix gathered her hat and glasses, then stood from her seat. She tailed closely behind Fad and James, expecting El Cucuy to be right behind her, as they made their way through the crowd and out into the marketplace. [Phoenix has left the King David Hotel, and entered the Marketplace] [/color][/center]
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Post by Mikey on Apr 3, 2012 0:51:53 GMT -5
Well, at least they weren’t going to stand around and let that douche in the suit run his mouth some more. When Fad got up to leave, the handgun and the magazines on his belt didn’t escape Jason’s eye. Not that it meant much. He had his own gun on him, and he was sure the other two had some as well. But, he wouldn’t be happy until he had his rifle in his hands again. But, that’d happen soon enough.
(Jason now in the Markets.)
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Post by Kan on Apr 5, 2012 11:34:45 GMT -5
In another part of the bar a small group was sitting at a table, speaking in a middle eastern dialect and drinking. They seemed to pay little attention other than a few light glances around the room every now and then. However this changed as Jame Turner walked in, they seemed to take a bit more notice of him, especially after he flashed his American money like he did, at which point one of them happened to see a women dressed in a manner unfit for a desert type climate.
As the two met with another, who they simply figured was another tourist or journalist, they went back to their previous conversation, ignoring the mercenary that walked in shortly afterwards. At this point no one at Fads table would be able to see the group as there was a large crowd and many tables in between the two groups.
About 5 minutes after Fad's team left they also took their leave of the hotel, one breaking away and loosely following the mercenary team, far enough away to not be noticed and just enough to figure out they were moving to the edge of the city.
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