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Post by Reaper on Sept 20, 2009 20:16:54 GMT -5
Dark looked at Marcus rather shocked, but nodded slightly. If Marcus wanted her to stay away from Vector then she was going to do just that. "Alright I will," she said lightly as she opened the door the rejuvenation chamber. "I'll probably end up falling asleep in this room," she said with a slight laugh before walking in. She closed the door and made sure no one else was anywhere around. She set everything up to prepare the bath. Putting on the outfit she climbed into the bath and laid down. She rested her arms beside her as she closed her eyes allowing her mind to drift off into thought. She smiled lightly in thought as she remembered their deal. She was going to work hard to prove herself to him to show him that she was worthy of a single date between them.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Sept 21, 2009 12:44:45 GMT -5
OOC: Mini-chop is in the reguve room so I'll assume your speaking to Deckman 12. Deckman held up his hand before Saix left. "Before you weave master Saix, Bwishop left wis for you." The deckman then put a small cloth bag on the bar. "2,000 chips. Dispite your absence during the mission Bishop wants to weward you for your patients in twaining." He then waved goodbye to Saix.
Bishop came out of the medical room to see Mini-Chop exiting the rejuvination chamber. "Both Clarissa and Dark are resting and healing at the moment." They both began walking back to the bar. "Perhaps the decision to send them out was a bit pre-mature." Going behind the bar he started preparing for the coming crowd.
"No, It was a success. They now know that they arn't invincable, that was the goal." Bringing a bottle to his mouth he used his teeth to take out the cork and spat it to the floor. That AND they would have left given another day without work or pay." He then began washing off the counter.
"So how is Dark." Bishop stopped washing for a second but then continued. "Ohhh...she made a move on you didn't she?" Grumbling Bishop Grabs mini-Chop and puts him into a cabinet. Chop instantly opened it up with a smile. "Is scrapyards favorite ex-hunter robbing the cradel?" Bishop then shot him a look.
"It's not like that. Nothing happened." He then began washing again. "But everything should calm down for awhile. I promised her a gift if she could get stronger and get along with the new hunters." mini-Chop smiled again.
"I can only imagine what present you have in mind." He coaxed. Bishop growled again and tossed the washrag at the small remote-bot.
"Nothing like that." He then began taking out glasses. "I told her that if she could either learn a combo limit-break with Clarissa or reach level 5 that I would....take her out on a date. There is nothing wrong with that. It's simple and innocent. Chop just shook his head.
"If you say so."
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Post by Reaper on Sept 21, 2009 21:04:51 GMT -5
Dark sat up in the tank and ran her hand across her chest. The wound was healing along with her many other wounds that she had received during the mission. She smiled lightly before climbing out of the tank. Staggering a bit as she used the wall to lean up against it. She let out a heavily sigh as she shook her head. She was still feeling a bit weak, but rest would be the only thing to remedy that. Though sleeping in the tank always seemed a bit more difficult, but she wasn't one to enjoy sleeping in water. Shaking her head she changed cloths, and wrapped her arms around the front of her. She would come back later to get her gear out of the medical room, right now she just wanted to go to bed.
She walked out to the front of the bar. "Oh . . . it's that late already," she said as she looked at Marcus and mini-Chop. She grinned slightly as she walked over to the counter and looked down at mini-Chop. "You look so cute in that form," she said as she poked at him. "Bishop should keep you like that. You may bring in more people looking like that," she said with a laugh. She looked up at Marcus and blushed slightly before looking away. "I- I figured I'd grab something to eat, and then head up to bed. Unless you wanted me to help out around the bar," she asked with a slight smile. She poked at Chop once more.
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Post by Rosetta on Sept 23, 2009 15:37:17 GMT -5
Inigo was walking down the street, mulling over the notice he had recieved about a Hunter team. He had been preoccupied at the moment, working on a previous job, but was free now. He didn't know how fast the man Bishop wanted a response, but if it was too late, he would just grab a drink and leave. He found the bar the message had told him to find, and walked in, taking in the surrounding view. He didn't take long to spot the bartender, who he was looking for, and wandered over, nodding to him before sitting down at the counter.
"Evening, here for the Hunter Team. Had a previous job in the works, if you cared about the delay. So I'm here now, still need my services?"
Inigo said what he had to and got quiet. He examined the man before him, taking in the surroundings as well. He leaned on the counter, giving off the vibe of being really relaxed and calm, despite the fact it could of been a set up. He also nodded to the girl, with a pleasant but blank look on his face. He wasn't going to give them anything memorable to go off until he knew whether he would be working with them or not. He turned his attention back to the bartender and his friend, watching them both for a response.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Sept 23, 2009 18:01:52 GMT -5
Bishop smiled handing a tray to one of the server bots. "Took yoiu awhile to get here Inigo. I didn't think you were going to show up." He then began mixing more drinks. "Yeah, their is still room for you here. Keep in mind that three of your predisessors ended up losing about 80% of their organic bodies before quitting." He then handed out two more drinks. "I'm not looking for hotshots thinking they can go and collect heads all on their own. That kind of thinking almost took the lives of the others." Grabbing some food he flung a towel over his shoulder and walked to a table as the new arrival followed.
"You join this team, I'll give you free room and board. I will take no cut on the bounties you collect. This will be the arrangement as long as you follow my rules, train when I tell you to train, and keep yourself out of trouble then we'll be alright. This team has a mission. Such a big payoff in the end you'll never have to work again." He then pointed at the wall. "Your rooms #13, you can either head to bed, we have training in the morning, or stick around and have a few drinks."
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Post by Reaper on Sept 23, 2009 18:12:36 GMT -5
Dark finished off her food before looking up at mini-Chop as he walked across the bar. She grinned again before poking at him. "Your like a pocket Chop," she said before climbing off the stool. "Alright if we have training in the morning. I might as well head in," she said looking at Marcus. She then looked at Inigo and nodded slightly. "Names Dark. I'll be part of your team. I'll see you in the morning," she said as she waved and headed for the stairs. "Gotta let the body rest as best as i can before we work out in the morning," she said as she headed up the stairs. She walked into her room shutting the door behind her. She stretched slightly before walking over to the bed and plopping down. It didn't take to much longer before she was out cold.
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Post by Rosetta on Sept 23, 2009 18:49:22 GMT -5
Inigo returned the nod to Dark as she walked off. Free room and board, plus no bounty cutting. Dream come true, even if there were restrictions. He could live with them, it wasn't too difficult. He smirked at the offer of drinks, but decided he needed the rest, so he stood, and nodded to Bishop.
"Well, only people with nothing to do come early or, in this case, on time.You have yourself a deal, I'll rest up for training tomorrow then, despite how tempting those drinks are sounding at the moment. Good evening to you."
He walked over to room #13, noting its location and nearest exit to it. It payed to be prepared in the case of an emergency. He opened the door and walked in, setting his coat on a hook near the bed, and set his sword pommel on the table next to his bed, and laid down to catch some rest for tomorrows activities.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Sept 24, 2009 1:27:31 GMT -5
It was around 10am when Chop climbed the stairs to the hotel area. The first room he found was #13. "Hey kid, time to prove your metal. Bishops waiting for you down by the bar. Dress for combat." After a few more heavy steps he came upon Darks door. With a smirk he grabbed the doorknob and squeezed it flat before it broke off. Using the tracks in his feet he rolled up to her bedside. He then pointed at her and opened up the tip of the finger where the tazer sparked. "So....you like poking people huh?" He said with a heavy laugh.
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Post by Reaper on Sept 24, 2009 11:29:57 GMT -5
"GAh!!" she cried out before falling out of bed. She rubbed her arm before looking at Chop. "At least I didn't taze you when I was poking you," she said as she climbed to her feet. She rubbed her arm again before looking at Chop. "Plus you look cute in that other form." She grinned as she walked to the dresser. She shuffled threw the cloths for a moment, before turning back to Chop. "I'll be down in a second. I need to find my cattle prongs," she said with a grin. She watched as Chop left her room still chuckling. She sighed and shook her head. Quickly changing her cloths she headed out the door before stopping to look at her door knob. "You owe me a new door," she barked as she headed down the stairs.
She moved into the back where the medical room was. Gathering up her gear, and putting it on. She looked at the chest plate and smiled that Marcus had already went ahead and fixed it. Picking up her weapons she strapped them on as she headed back out to the front of the building. "Alright, so what do we have today?" she asked as she sat down on the stool.
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Post by Purple4Stephen on Sept 24, 2009 13:19:16 GMT -5
The outside of the bar was peacefull,no problems no hunters no robbers. It was just another day in scrapyard city where everything went by a normal way without any problems....
But then a dirt bike with a driver on it stops infront of the bar and the driver gets off it, barely walking to the bar the driver holds his right hand on his left shoulder and enters the bar.
"Bishop i need help!!!"
It was Saix, his left shoulder was bleeding and the blood was coming a few inches away from his augmentation. Saix's face was beaten up and he was barely standing, outside his bike however appeared to be untouched,there werrent any signs of a robbery.
As Saix yells for help calling Bishop, he slowly closes his eyes and colapses.
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Post by Rosetta on Sept 24, 2009 14:39:03 GMT -5
Inigo snapped open his eyes, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed, and with an oomph, stood up. He yanked on cleanish pants and a shirt, slipping the sword pommel into its spot on his belt. Throwing his coat on, he saw it was 10:09 AM. After checking his pockets for all his gear, and doing a quick stretch, he walked down the stairs and nodded to Bishop, and watched the newcomer fall, bleeding. He let his hands slip into his pockets, and he raised an eyebrow at the collapsed person.
"Well, that was eventful, you know him?"
He didn't want to move him yet, especially if he wasn't a friend of Bishops. Enemy of my Friend is my Enemy, or something along those lines. He just stood outside the mans reach, just keeping half an eye on the door for anyone who barged through chasing him. It wouldn't of surprised him to see a couple of muggers come breaking in to try to finish the man off.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Sept 24, 2009 17:21:05 GMT -5
Bishop looked down at Saix and sighed. Not to be bitter but he didn't have time for hardheaded hunters who ignored the rules and wandered the streets at night withouth the ability to defend oneself. "Chop, will you please take Mr. Saix to the rejuve tank?" Chop nodded, lifted him off the floor and took him into a back room. He then looked at Dark and frowned. "I think I may have overestimated that boys abilities." Reaching under the bar he pulled out a PDA and placed it on the top of the bar. "This is your next mission. Sort of a field trip. You two and Chop will be making a trip to the main dumping grounds to collect these parts that I need for the following weeks surgeries. Chop will help identify the materials but since you both grew up here I'm sure I don't have to tell you how dangerous it can be out there." He then passed the PDA.
"Don't take this trip lightly. Sometimes Titharus drops busted security drones, that of which you have never seen before. In some areas gangs have gathered defending various areas from scavangers such as ourselves. To add to the list you have others looking for parts too, especially the guys from the borg death fights at the colliseom. They can get rough. This will teach you how to choose your battles and interact with an opponent in order to judge their threat level. Within time you will be able to tell whether a fight will end in success or failure simply by looking in the other persons eyes. So get yourselves ready, get some backpacks to hold material and you should find Chop out front shortly." He then stopped Dark with a hand on her shoulder. "That deal concerning Clarissa, it works for him as well."
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Post by JazzBuddah on Sept 25, 2009 14:39:29 GMT -5
OOC: Purple, you cannot generate your own funds like that and your introducing a second plot line that i didn't approve of yet. I think you need to ask yourself if this is the right RP for you or not because so far you havent really been working with us or observing the rythm of the game and its rules.
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Post by Purple4Stephen on Sept 25, 2009 17:41:24 GMT -5
OOC:Sorry about the bad post, just been so busy here i try to keep up. My character has been wining races in the dirt bike racing so he should have some winning prize money... And about the second plot line...Sorry i was gonna ask you about that but i gues i forgot, i didnt plan on anything big anyway.
Ill delete my previus post for now untill i think of a new one.
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Post by Reaper on Sept 26, 2009 4:16:51 GMT -5
Dark nodded slightly as she slid off the stool. She walked to the back picking up a backpack, and slipping it on her shoulders. "This is going to be a bit annoying with my halberd," she mumbled before walking outside. She looked around the street and then at Inigo and Chop. "Alright, actually I didn't grow up here. I grew up in the farm lands. Hardly ever came here as a child, but I still know the facts that apply," she explained as she looked at Inigo. "I'm sorry let me introduce myself before we begin. I'm Dark," she said holding her hand out and waiting for him to shake it. Once she did she turned back to look at Chop. "So do we have some sort of plain for when we hit the scrap yard?"
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