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(Setting) The Midnight Drifter Bar
| "What the fuck is happening in this town, Emily, first Chapel 3 explodes and now my old enemies are coming for my ass"
>The girl with the mantle says, bitter
"Maybe you should of been more careful, you've been lax recently..."
>Says the bartender, Emily to the girl whilst washing her glasses
| >A short, pale girl goes to sit next to her, looking all over the place with an anxious gaze, her figure concealed by a black cloak made of sleek leather
"We're here."
| >The girl in the mantle turns to the new arrival, a look of relief on her face
"Thank god you're here Ophi, things have been going to hell lately"
>The bartender just goes back to washing her glasses and gives them privacy
| >The girl seems confused
"Hell? This is the ground floor? Do you feel alright, can We help? Let us help, we'll help."
>She seems panicked now, grasping the shoulders of her acquientence and shaking her
| >The girl in the mantle shakes her head and sighs
"Easy on the shoulder Ophi, and no that was an expression, not a statement"
>The girl leans on the counter
"How have you been doing though?"
| >The girl, Ophi, let's go
"It's not here, We can't find, need to find it, strange, should be here, needs to, needs to."
>She shakes her head vehementaly
"We have no new info, you must have some? You do, don't you? You have info."
| >The Mantle girl, F, just shakes her head
"All i've been doing is running around lately, I couldn't find much more than sporadic clues, and even then, we have a bigger problem to deal with"
>She puts her head on the bar, earning herself a scornful glare from Emily
"AUCR is here, in this town"
| >The girl stops shaking
"AUCR? Then all is going wrong... Do They know about your whereabouts?"
>She looks around before lowering her voice
"We will help, so long as you help, you'll help, won't you?"
>Her completely white eyes are glinting like a sharp knife
| >F nods
"You know i'll help, and yes they're after my ass, fuckers want to kill me dead, but I don't think they know about you and that thing you're looking for yet"
>F says, her voice is filled with anger
| >The entrance door creaks, interrupting the conversation. through the door comes a man, face weathered and battered. His gait to the bar stools shows a tired limp, as he sits down with a sigh.
"'Ello. Can I get a pint of Stout?"
| >The girl shakes a little, her eyes wandering around the room
"Then they must be dealt with, We shall not tolerate harm to befall, must We get away? AUCR cannot be allowed to operate under Our Gaze... They musn't find, musn't. We shall stop, stop all, stop them."
>Her words are erratic, before her eyes finally go still
"Have a plan? You should have a plan, you have a plan."
| >The Bartender Emily turns towards the new patron and smiles
"Surely, just take a seat good sir"
>She takes a freshly cleaned pint and Turns a lever, filling it with stout and giving it to the man
"Here you go!"
| "Thanks."
>The Man manages a crack a polite smile, before he turns his attention back to his thoughts, drinking his Stout.
| >>179961
"A plan, sure it's what i've been thinking about, any help I could get or am I on my own here?"
>F says, bitterly
| >>179967
>The girl stares at F, dead in the eyes
"Proposition, kill all, if fails, run to Hideout, mine. We should have enough to hide, cannot be found, We shan't be found."
| >F looks at her partner for a second
"If I could kill a whole platoon of ACRAS on my own, whilst missing an arm I would do it you know, but we're talking fucking Major Legate and that psycho bitch from Altis so no way i'm trying that"
| >>179976
>The girl shakes and trembles for a second
"Any friends who could help? We need more people to kill... if no, Run, Hide, all We advise... Cannot get spotted... VCR above all, You understand? You do get it, right? You always get me so well."
| >>179979
>F just questions her life choices for an instant before sighing
"Yeah, no, I ain't got any friends dumb enough to want to save my sorry ass from this situation"
>She leans harder into the counter
"But I could always use your help to either run or get something done, and no I didn't forget our deal"
| >>179982
>The girl turns her head 180 degrees before snapping it back
"We can help, let Us help. If We help, all goes well, you run though, no fighting, VCR above all."
>She stops moving
"...We help, We help, give info about the Device, easy, efficient, the Deal cannot go on if F dies... We need you."
>The girl tries biting F
| >F just shakes her off
"Look, I know I say this everytime we meet, but you should some manners, or just... common sense"
>She then turns to Emily
"Big beer here, I gotta think of a plan and alcohol helps, you take anything Ophi?"
| >Ophie stops her incessent attemps to bite F
"... Common sense, cannot understand, what sense? Sensors are fine, Sensing all that there needs..."
>She turns to the bartender
"Alcohol inhibits thought and is overall disgusting, facts, We teach, please pay me, you pay for teaching do you not? We're like you, ask money for service."
| >F just receives her beer and drinks it in one whole second, under the gaze of Emily who just seems concerned by her acquaintance's weird friends
>>179989
"Look, just, forget about it, you helping me or not?"
| >>179992
>Ophie shakes, and mutters before stopping for a second, with a composure unlike before
"Ophiel helps, please order as necessary, VCR comes first, combat is not recommended, Our adventage against AUCR is surprise... Kill not now, Kill later, need allies, prioritize efficiceny, Accidents happen, they go, too..."
>She resumes her subtle shaking, her cloak seems... to exhale slowly, gently
| >F nods
"Sure, thanks, but I dunno what to do, Alpha team 6 wants me dead as much as AUCR at this point, any idea on how to deal with that?"
| >>179996
"Wait. Alpha with a ph or a f?"
>The man ganders interest as he hears Alpha being mentioned.
| >>179996
"Cut a deal? If you cannot, We shall shelter you for now, hideout efficient, VCR important, do not engage, We need to wait..."
>She snaps back to attention
"F, be careful, do not be rash, We cannot allow you to die, be careful. Let Us go to my place, talk more there? Or, We can take on Alpha Team, easier to handle... How many, how strong?"
| >>180001
"Yes, yes i'll try that out, and no we don't need your hideout for this, i'm sure i'll manage to wing it, also it's fucking scary in there, I don't wanna go back"
>F says, shivering
| >>180005
>Ophelia shivers strongly, and then snaps back to her normal position
"Scary? How so, it's not scary, nothing is scary, how does it scare you? Scaredy cat is what they'd call you, no?"
>She laughs, it sounds horrifying
"Should We keep and eye out for you? Follow, perhaps?"
| >>180007
"No, wait a minute, Alfa? you with those of the Alfa team, following that AM guy?"
>>180009
"Anyone would be fucking terrified of that place, don't joke around it's horrible and i'm not going back"
| >>180012
>Ophelia seems to take interest in the conversation, completely ignoring F's disses at her living quarters
"Alfa Team? Is that tasty? Food is to be consumed, no? Greedy without end, humans are. Like you, I eat and eat, get it? The same. Pay money for it, even, real good citizen.
>Her words descend into incoherent muttering, something about a Stanford and a prison...
| >>180012
"Hmm? Yeah, I'm Lead. I served with him for a while, good friend, saved me from the brass more times than Lane has fingers."
>He smiles, reminiscing the memory.
| >>180019
>F eyes at Lead with suspicion before sighing
"Well what a fucking riot, AM told me I could talk to you guys about a problem i've been having back at the /de/caf net cafe, care to hear me out?"
| >>180020
"So you do have friends..."
>Ophelia seems... less than pleased for reasons unkown, her eyes are glinting again
| >>180027
>Ophelia shakes, her cloak is moving, seemingly on it's own
"I see, business, good, good, not lying, you'd never lie to Us, you don't lie to Us. We misjudged, Our mistake."
>She settles down, and grins
| >>180023
"Friends trust each other, and I'm pretty sure your friend doesn't trust me."
>>180020
"Well, we ain't got shit to do, just let me do a call first."
>Lead takes his phone out, putting in a diffrent sim card, and calls.
"Hey, you not busy with your science?"
/No, you got me at a good time, what's up?/
"I just want to check something. Did you refer us to anyone?"
/I can't recall... They nearby?/
"Yeah."
/Pass the phone then./
>Lead does as AM says, holding out the phone to F
| >>180040
>F grabs the phone
"Hey AM, Fia Speaking, I might need some help, and you reffered me to Alfa team, did you not? at the /de/caf Net cafe, you said you didn't want to help but that they could"
| >>180040
>Ophelia looks at Lead dead in the eyes, staring with empty white eyes
"We see, trust, trust, important. We get it, yes. Next time, We get it, thank you, information is good."
| /Right. By any chance, did you make a G11 in to a rail gun?/
| >>180051
>F starts sweating
"Who told you that, because maybe I kinda did, perhaps, I think..."
>She just drops her shoulder
"Sorry I didn't tell you, I just wanted to get rid of it and I had hoped you would of just put it on a wall somewhere until people forgot about it..."
| >>180084
/Figures. I sold it to Alpha-10 and they destroyed it, but not before I replicated it. You seriously sold it to the wrong person... I dev weapons for a living. Anyway, give Lead the rundown, no bullshit, and he will do what he can. Anything else you might want to tell me before handing the phone to Lead?/
| >F laughs and claps her knee
"You duplicated it, good lord you madman, just don't get into trouble okay, and no way i'm selling you the feeder!as for the rest, I got nothing more to say, just don't die out there, and i'll think about trading with you again, maybe a few outlandish designs too"
>She turns to Lead and hands him the phone
"No bullshit, I'm serious here, I need the help"
| >Lead just eyes F having her conversation, staying silent to hear what they are talking about, he takes the phone back.
"So? We good to go or is this Douala
| -all over again?"
/No, she's legit. Could be a good ally. You got full control. I'll let Cain know./
"Thanks. We need an upgrade anyway. See you around man, and you owe me one!"
>Lead shuts the phone before AM can protest, turning his attention to F.
"So, what do I need to know?"
| >>180123
"Alright, yeah, here's the deal"
>She takes a deep breath
"Some people in this town want me dead or alive, I used to work for them but I realized they were doing some wacky murder-spree kinda shit and I ran here to Glitch city to avoid them, it's been working well for the past five years, but now they're unto me, and if they find me, this city is gonna have a fucking mess on it's hands, bigger than anything that ever happened before"
| "I'm talking genocide on a massive scale, using the matrix as a means of propagation"
>F says, her eyes are dead serious
| >Ophelia looks around
"Shouldn't We move, F? Walls have ears, We know, they could listen to Us, listen for you."
>She's shivering like crazy, gaze haggard
| "Ok. Great. Sound like we are going to be paddling up shit creek. I'm going to need some more names, if anything, I need to know our FoE situation."
>Lead sighs. 'God damn it AM. What did you drag me in to now?'
| >F gets some kind of computer from her back
"The ennemies are AUCR, a gigantic Megacorp that sells anything from Guns to Augments, they're usually not interested in whatever goes on in GC, but someone stole something important from them and brought it here, so they've been snooping around to find it, some old terminal system. And then turns out i'm here too, so they thought two birds one stone just was the way to go on this small errand"
| "As for what they need to do to suceed in their plans, well all they need is to find that terminal and connect it to it's sister unit, after which they'll go down to the deepest part of the city, connect the two of those to the matrix, and wait 1 hour for it to run. and then boom, they can kill atleast Five million people without lifting a damn finger"
>F says, through her teeth
"Funny part is, I was the one who coded that sequence, with a gun to my head"
| >Lead looks at the computer.
"That better not be the terminal."
>He focuses again, back on to the topic.
"Anyway, I see 3 ways we can do this. We can go loud, and make it a war of attrition. We can do it quiet, where we just get you a new life. Or we can destroy their terminal, getting rid of their reason to be here. That can be done loud or stealthily."
>He lists the reasons he can think of.
| >F shakes her head
"This isn't the terminal, don't worry, if I knew where the terminal was hidden I wouldn't be in this mess to begin with, the informant I was trying to consult who hid it died before I could get the info out of him, and a vigilente showed up, cutting my damn arm off
>She emphasizes her point by pointing to her stump
"No what we need to do is find the deepest part in the city and Potentially talk with the Alpha units in this city"
| >Ophelia snaps back to the two
"Alpha Team... We could find them, should be easy. What do they look like? Identification, names, ages, emotions, give to Us, and we can find, quick and fast."
>Ophelia cackles
"The walls have ears, and surely they speak too for them to hear."
| "Hm... Alright. So we contact with Al*ph*a unit first, And I will need some more intel on this vigilante."
>Lead begins typing out a note on his phone.
| >>180146
"I'm just messeging AM about Alpha. and for all intents and purposes, Alfa is now Squad Echo, cant be confusing us with Alpha."
>Lead also begins to write on a notepad, produced from his pocket.
| >F sighs
"The vigilante isn't important right now, but the name was Falschen, A big powersuit user with a gigantic broadsword, speaks with a german accent in old shoutern american english"
>She takes a moment to think
"As for Alpha, well they should appear sooner or later, I tried my best running from them, but let's be fair, Delta-4 is not someone you can hide from for too long"
| >Ophelia tilts her head in what seems like one painful angle
"Hm, We can use F as bait, no? Get the jump on them, quick, quick, no one sees it coming. No one expects the VCR in these parts, no one sees Us, give the word, We obey. Can't have F die, not fine."
| >>180157
>F turns to Ophelia
"If I have to, sure, but let's not just put me out there on a whim, I don't want to get shot"
>She smiles
"I appreciate the concern though, and I guess the help is welcome"
| >>180158
>She pats F's head
"If you die, make you part of Us, no problem getitng shot? Good deal, We think, still going to refuse? We don't mind refusal, We help either way, deal is still on."
| >>180159
"Nobody is dying on my watch."
>As Lead says that, his phone buzzes.
>[White coat and a hood, that's A-20, No way of contacting her. Also has a shadow on her.]
>Lead scribbles thos down on his note pad, showing it to the two, on it are a bunch of scribles.
{A-20: white coat and a hood, has company. Alfa = Sierra-Four. Walls have ears.}
| >>180164
"A lab coat, understood."
>Ophiel nods as she says that
"How do We speak to them, without the bullets. The mystery remains thick, We will look into it nonetheless."
| "I believe A-20 and D-4 to be looking for me, so just by staying here i'll be found out, we just need to wait a bit and hope AUCR doesn't get here first"
>F turns to Emily
"Now's the perfect time to drink as we wait, I'll have a Cobalt Velvet Emily"
| >>180166
"Can you not be... creepy? Seriously, what is it with you and violence?"
>Lead stares at Ophiel.
| >>180168
"Don't mind her, she's just conversationnally challenged, she's a good kid at heart, although a weird one"
>F says
| >>180169 >>180170
"Ok, ok. Not creepy but quick to violence..."
>Lead says as he takes a swig of his pint.
| >>180177
>Ophelia tilts her head
"We like peace, quiet too, lot of it, yes. But those who would destroy peace... must be destroyed first. Should We not? We know of many ways to stop someone, no need to kill.
| >>180181
>Ophelia loos around
"Is it something normal? What do you recommand? We never did drink before."
| >Lead looks at F, amazed as to how little Ophelia knows.
"Um uh... Try some cider? It's pretty fruity and sweet."
| >Emily takes a look at F, who nods and then brings in a bottle of Cider to Ophelia
"Try it out, I guess"
>She says uncertain
| >Ophelia takes the bottle
"Hmm..."
>She shoves the bottle into her mouth, swallowing it whole with no difficulty
"Hm... Doesn't taste like much, We don't like this."
| "What do you taste usually?"
>Lead cocks an eyebrow.
| >>180205
>F just Facepalm's
"What did I say about common sense..."
>Emily just looks on and sighs, going back to cleaning her glasses
| >>180206
"Nothing tastes like much, all parts of Us in the end."
>She shrugs
>>180207
>She tilts her head, utterly confused
"Common sense? If you mean sensing... We sense alright right now?"
| >>180214
"No, I meant... you know what just forget it"
>As F says that, a knock is heard on the door
"That must be our pickup, open up Emily"
>The bandaged girl nods and heads for the door
| >>180233
>Ophelia tilts her head
"We were? Wait, aren't they the enemy? Bad people, We sure is fine?"
| >>180233
>A tall, young man walks through the door, carrying all manners of tech and looking quite tired
"Uh... hello"
| >Ophelia looks around, worried. She's looking around and shaking. The cloak she wears shivers and shakes.
| >F looks a the tall man quite confused
"Huh, wrong person I guess"
>She looks at Emily who just shrugs
| "So who are you, you with Alpha and her sisters?"
>F asks the young man
| >>180244
"Oh, I'm CN. I've been working with the Alphas to stop this whole terminal business. I assume you're F then?"
| >>180247
>F points to the stump where her left arm used to be
"Sure am, how about you have a seat and tell me they aren't trying to kill my ass, and what's happening with the Terminal"
| (Right arm* whoops)
| >>180250
"Well I can assure you if they, they wouldn't send the guy who only carries a stungun to talk to you."
>He walks inside to take a seat
| "So do you want the short or long version?"
| >>180254
"Anything you deem necessary, lay it all down"
>She turns to Emily
"Close the bar, we need some privacy"
>The bartender nods and locks the door
"Alright, you can talk"
| >>180255
>Through the power of rp summary, he explains the gist of what went done here: https://dangeru.us/cyb/thread/175480
| >F listens to your summary and then gets up
"You mean they have the Data on the FAL and are probably getting the terminal right now! God this is worse than I thought, the only way we can stop this is interrupting the ritual they have to perform... any clue on where they might perform it? We need to get a strike team going and interrupt during the ritual or else millions will die in GC, and many more in the full Crucible ritual of Neo-Paris!"
>F is screaming at this point
| >Ophelia jumps up, surprised
"Please calm down, surely We can still stop them all."
| >F calms down and sits again
"Sorry, got a bit desperate, We still have time, we can stop this, thanks Ophie"
| >>180260
"Well this just happened. So we're racing to the Flooded right now to beat them to the second terminal, we still have a small lead. But we need your help and info."
| >>180263
"Alright, I'll come along, I don't want anyone to be able to use this fucked up experiment of mine and finally put it to rest"
>She says, and gets up
"But I have a condition, Ophi over here and Lead will help us with this, I won't back down from this"
| >Ophelia furrows her brow
"Work with them? Surely, it would help, We need the help... but do We truly trust these people?"
>She eyes CN suspiciously
| >>180266
"Well I guess that's not really up to me, but A-10."
>>180271
"Well from what I've seen of them they're trustworthy enough. They could had just let me die when the AUCS guys showed up but didn't."
| >>180275
>She stares at you dead in the eye, as if looking for something only she could see
"... Bizarre, you're not lying, you won't lie, of course you won't. I see, I get it now."
>She turns to F
"We can trust this guy, We think he's harmless
| >>180281
"Glad to see you think so, well contact A-10 then, and tell her my conditio-"
>A person uncloaks behind CN
"No need for that, we accept the deal Fia, but I'll need you to come with us after this is over, ICHIKA wants to talk with you.
>A-10 says, menacingly
| >>180281
"Trust me if I did, you would know, I'm a *terrible* liar."
>>180285
"Well why did you have to say it like that..."
| >Ophelia tilts her head
"ICHIKA..."
>She's muttering something about a Black King, the seventies and Detroit...
| >A-10 looks at CN with a dumb smile on her face
"It's more dramatic, and I like the flair!"
>F just lets out a sigh of relief
"Don't scare me like that, you muscle brain idiot!"
>>180289
"We'll talk about that later, Ophie for now we need to go along with them and fix this shit"
| >Ophelia stands up
"The deal is still on, We follow the orders so long as you honour the deal. We won't let you die, We won't, must find it, you have info."
>She grins
"We help yoi, you help Us, deal is a deal... now shall We move?"
| >>180296
>F follows you out of the bar but turns to the tender before leaving
"Take care Emily, I'll see you around... don't get into trouble again"
>She turns to CN
"Alright, I'm ready, lets go"
| >Lead finishes his pint, and follows the group, finally speaking up.
"Alright. I sent a message to the rest of my squad, they should join us in the flooded district."
| >>180306
>Ophelia smirks viciously
"We'll hold you to that, if any harm befalls the others... We don't take kindly to it, We never will, We won't spare anything."
>She nevertheless extends her hands towards CN
"We'll be working together for now, so long as F agrees. The name's Ophelia around these parts, it's Our pleasure, We suppose, Perhaps, Yes."
| >>180306
>F flashes a grin
"I'm not planning on losing another arm, nor my life, I don't wanna kick the bucket yet"
>A-10 just snorts
"Yeah right shorty"
>She opens the back of the van and lets F get inside along with CN before looking at Lead
"You climbing aboard or are you meeting up with your squad first?"
| "They will be at the location 2 minutes after us. So I'm comming."
>Lead climbs in the back of the van.
"And if they did arrive now, this van probably feel like a sardine can..."
| >The back of the van is indeed a bit cramped, as another girl was waiting in there, along with all matters of tech and devices, A-10 heads to the driver seat, where A-20 is waiting
"Alright fellas, close the doors and let's go save this goddamn city"
>F says while sitting next to A-9
| >>180315
"Same to you."
>She sends a look towards A-10 before climbing aboard, her gaze is wandering wildly once more
| >Lead, Closest to the Back doors, closes them.
| >A-9 just sighs
>A-10 Laughs and starts the engine
>A-20 looks over her seat
"You all know what the mission entails?"
| >>180320
"Shoot the bad guys, kill em' dead? Or de We go for a fancier approach? Do people around here have other alternative to violence? Well, do you? You do, don't you? You do."
>Ophelia is unmoving, her gaze transfixed to... a plain old wall
| >>180323
>F just sighs
"Don't mind her, she's creepy in all the right places but she's a good person and can help in a bind"
| >>180323
"You people just have too many things in your heads, oh We think just as hard and just as profoundly, we're like you, not a single difference, we eat and breathe, think and speak, good enough for Us..."
>Ophelia once again starts muttering... something about Socrates, and other names better left in history books
| >>180332
>Ophelia stares back at you, her eyes of pure white transfixed once again
"This one gets it, never judge anything by how it looks, learn it and respect it, now if only more would act like this... the technology can't go to the wrong people, harming others for themselves. Sickening, maddening, no use, no use..."
>She seems angry
| >>180345
"I mean it's why I decided to help A-20 when we first met. Or seemed like a lot of people weren't giving her a chance."
| >>180349
>Ophelia seems surprised
"How noble of you, truly, truly... maybe... in due time..."
>She seems conflicted about something, speaking to herself in what seems like a senseless back and forth with an invisible actor...
>Looks like she's not stopping... at all
| >Once A-20 left, AM walks out of a nearby alley, entering the bar.
| >Emily looks at the new arrival
"Hi, welcome to the midnight drifter's bar, have a seat and tell me what you would like!"
>The badanged girl says happily, finally seing a normal customer
| >You say normal... but the guy is covered in bandages, head and all. His missing arm replaced with a prosthetic, covered in black, matte sheets of metal.
"I'd like a whiskey, on the rocks please."
| >Emily gets a bottle of dark amber whisky from a shelf on the wall, pouring you a fine amount in a glass with a large ice cube, before placing it back on the shelf and handing you the glass
"It's aged, I hope you'll like it"
>The bartender says
| >AM silently takes a sip, and sighs in hap pines.
"Just what I needed. How many years is it?"
| >Emily smiles
"it was going unto 30 when I uncorked it, I dont have many patrons who enjoy the taste of hard liquor though, so its mostly untouched, all everyone drinks nowadays is that BTC crap with Karmotrine, a shame really"
| "Wow... You got alcohol older than yourself? I used to know a place... But that's a different story."
>AM smiles.
| >>181117
>Emily laughs
"My granddad and his father before him were really into the whole idea of aging liquor and owning a bar, they built this place, I'm just keeping the familly tradition alive. Got a few installations for aging and all that in the back, with wine and all that stuff... Getting permits for all of it was a huge chore though"
>She says, while cleaning a few glasses
| "You make whiskey or do you only age it? What other secret drinks do you have?"
>AM leans in, interested.
| >Emily gives a smirk
"We make it, though not often. We also got vintage drinks and liquor, I've lately been trying to make herb liquor and Brandy"
>She winks
"If that interests you I can make a special drink of ours, The Midnight Drifter"
| "Well I got time to kill, so lay it on me."
>AM smirks.
| >>181141
"Alright, gimme an instant"
>She goes into the back store for a minute and brings back some bottles, she mixes their content in a highball glass and then squeezes a lemon on the mixture, it has a very deep brownish color, and the smell of old fashioned alcohol.
"One Night Drifter for you good sir, careful, it may be mixed but it packs a punch"
| "I have a feeling I might have bitten off more than I can chew..."
>AM finishes his whiskey, before taking a sip of the Night Drifter.
"Jesus H. Christ, this is strong. What is this, 120 proof?"
| >The drink tastes like black licorice and hard alcohol, with a small tinge of herbal fragrence, its really strong
"Ahahah, maybe the everclear was a bit much! Sorry, my grandpa liked it stronger than ever and I just got used to making it that way"
>The girl laughs
| "Where in the world do you get this speciality stuff?"
>AM gags a little.
| >The eyepatched girl takes a cutesy pose
"It's. A. Secret!"
| "Oh come on, Spill the beans!"
>AM smirks, still trying to sip the Drifter.
| "No can't do, all those speciality and the ways we obtain them are a secret passed down for generations!"
>She points to you and pokes your chest
"What tells me you aren't working for another bar, mister bandage?"
>She says jokingly with a childish grin on her face
| "It's John. John Doe. And fine, I'll be going to the Slavic Block, so I can get all the booze I want from those crazy bastards."
>AM smiles, finishing the Drifter.
"Ach! Water!"
| >Bar door opens, and inside steps a young man. Moderately tall, about 5'10", with short, fluffy blond hair. A long beige trench coat, black bawler hat on his head and a pair of brown gloves on his hands. He steps to the side, holding the door open for his companion.
>Said companion walks inside, revealing a small, petite lilim girl, DFC model. Her waist long, black hair; deep, dark shade of pink eyes and victorian-style black dress created a weird contrast with her pale skin.
| >Lilim gave her companion a brief, annoyed look and defiantly turned away, as she proceeded inside the bar. Blond gentleman let out a sigh, and with a guilty smile followed the girl along to the bar counter.
| >>181166
"Nice to meet you mister doe, here's your water"
>She laughs
"Funny how a little miss comes here every other night and asks for a strong night drifter, the gal's got guts"
>>181167
"Welcome to the midnight drifter! What can I get you"
>Emily says with a smile on her face
| >>181173
"Gotcha"
>She says quietly
>She turns to the two, with a perfect customer service smile on her face.
| >>181170
>The lilim girls makes a loud 'hmph!' sound, and takes a seat. Blond man lets out another sigh, and takes a seat himself, taking his hat and left glove off.
"Something sweet and alcohol-free for the lady, and a cup of tea if you have, — >man speaks in a soft, friendly manner,
— and I'll have anything you would offer."
>He paused.
"But a glass of Irish whiskey would be the best, if you have some."
>He added with a smile.
| >>181178
>Emily nods
"How about a sugar rush for the lady, I'll be sure to make it unalcoholic"
>She turns to the man
"And yes we have teas and scotch whiskey, let me make those real quick"
>She turns around and makes a sugar rush in an instant, before taking a bottle of a clear amber liquid and pouring it into a glass, she hands the glasses over and smiles
"I hope you enjoy, the tea will be in the house, not everyday we see such a cute lady come in"
| (on* not in, my bad)
| >Girl slightly twitched at being called cute, and quickly snatched her sugar rush, throwing quick looks both at Emily and her companion.
>Blond man slightly bowed his head.
"Thank you. Dalian is not very honest, — >getleman winced as he was kicked underneath the counter,
— but I'm sure she is grateful as well."
>He took a small sip from his glass, and his smile became wider.
"Not too many places you can taste good alcohol these days."
| >>181186
>The Bartender bows
"It's a pleasure, and an honor to serve good drinks and spirits to our patrons, It pleases me to see you like it"
>She stands back up
"So what are you doing around these parts, Just looking for a drink?"
| >>181188
"Huey promised me a sweet bun!"
>Lilim declared in a melodic, enveloping voice, before diving back into her drink. Young gentleman let out a short guilty laugh.
"We have been looking for a candy store nearby, but when we got there, it turned out there was an explosion of some sorts."
>He took another sip of whiskey.
"I tried to tell Dalian it wasn't my fault, but she just wouldn't listen."
>Another kick.
"So we decided to settle for a sweet drink and some tea."
| >>181190
"So you were looking around Cathedral-3? That's a mess what happened there. I'm sorry to hear the little miss couldn't have what she wanted though and I only wish I could help, but we dont sell candy here..."
>Emily says, dejected
"Well I hope the drinks can satisfy you two enough for now"
| >>181192
"I hope so as well."
>Huey looked briefly at the girl.
>Dalian let out another 'hmph', but this time more silent. She already got through half of her sugar rush.
| >Emily smiles and goes back to John, leaning close to him and talking a bit quieter
"So, you here undercover or something, I can see you don't want to draw any attention"
| "I prefer to have less attention on me. And I'm waiting on someone to show."
>AM says quietly.
"How about another drink? Your pick."
| >>181203
>Emily nods
"Then how about the Goldrush, it's a special mix we make from Schlagger and liqueur, We were talking about special drinks and originals, well this one is as classic as you can get, my Grandpa's dad made it up"
| "Go for it, I just got to go to the bathroom real quick."
>AM stands up, and goes for the bathroom.
| >Emily starts making preparations for the drink while whistling, her hands are moving pretty darn fast
| >Meanwhile black-haired girl finished her drink and began eyeing the cup of tea. Huey lowered his voice.
>"Dalian, are you still angry?"
>"I am not angry." She said, as he put her hand on the counter and rested her cheek against it.
>"Really?" Blond man took a sip from his own glass.
>"Really."
>"It is hard to believe."
>"Almost as hard as you got looking at that bartender chick?"
>"Dalian!" Huey raised his voice ever so slightly. "This was rude and totally uncalled for!"
>"Hmph."
| >Lilim girl took the tea cup and shook it a bit, watching the liquid move.
>"Stupid Huey. Lustful dog. You have me, and yet you keep running after every skirt you see."
>"I am not running after every skirt I see. In fact, the only skirt I'm usually forced to follow, is yours very own."
>"Hmph!"
| >The pair keeps whispering back and forth, completely lost in their own small world.
>(Afk for awhile (_^_) )
| >Emily watches the two of them speaking before turning around and watching the bathroom, drink in hand
"When is he coming back?"
| >As if on prompt, AM returns from the bathroom.
"Anyone else arrive?"
| >Emily shakes her head
"Nope, just the two lovebirds over there"
>She points to the lilim girl and the man
"So, ready to tackle this drink?"
|
| "Yeah, sure. Just one sec."
>AM grab his bottle of pills, throwing back a few, before chasing them down with the goldrush.
| >>182994
"You sure you should take pills with alcohol? That doesnt sound like a good plan"
>Emily says with a bit of concern in her voice
| "I'm going to hell tonight, I'm going to meet the devil for a fight."
>AM places a cred stick down, with a hearty tip on it, as he stands up and gives his shoulders a flex, preparing to leave.
| >Emily smiles
"Well I'm sure the devil will have an amazing match tonight then be sure to beat the sucker dry... I bid you farewell mister Doe, lets meet again sometimes"
>Emily says with an understanding look in her eyes and holding her hand forward
| "The fucker is going to bleed from every orfice. Maybe we will meet again. Maybe not."
>AM leaves the bar, to be seen for the last time.
| >>183118
>Emily sees him walk off
"He had that look in his eyes, what do you want me to say..."
>She shrugs and salutes before returning to washing her glasses
| "For as Jonah was three days and three nights in the belly of the great fish, so will the Son of Man be three days and three nights in the heart of the earth."
>Huey declared in a soft, calm voice, as he raised his glass.
>Dalian seemed to sleep soundly on the counter, both her tea and sugar rush emptied.
| >>183131
"HIEE.. Oh i-its just you... Sorry you were so quiet"
>Emily seems surprised at the man's sudden speech
| >>183138
"Shhh."
>Blond man raised a finger with a smile, nodding towards his sleeping companion.
"I'm not a loud drinker." >He continued in a low voice.
| >Emily calms down
"A man who can silently enjoy a drink is it? I can respect that"
| "This is probably my grandfather's blood speaking in me."
>Huey said.
"I miss the time we used to drink together. We would just sit in his cabinet, one bottle for the two of us. And drink, in silence."
>His smile faded.
| >>183157
"Sounds a bit like my Granddad, although we were more the rowdy kind once in a while"
>Emily says with a smile on her face
"So who's the little lady?"
>She says looking at the small sleeping girl
| >Dalian mumbled something about sweet bums in her sleep, making her companion smile.
"This is a long story, — >He said,
— She is basically an inheritance from my grandfather. Old man never so much as said a word about her. I only found her, powered down, in the depth of the library of our family mansion, already after grandfather passed away. I've been taking care of her ever since."
>Huey finished his drink.
"I think I'll have seconds, this time on rocks, if you'd be so kind."
| >>183200
>Emily gets you a glass and pours liquor, before bringing a stool for herself and sitting on it
"So a mysterious Lilim kid given to you by your grandfather? That's a bit special, did he leave anything else alongside her?"
| "Nothing else, if you mean something equally special. I am the last in our bloodline, so, naturally, I was the only one person left to collect the heritage." >Huey responded, taking the glass and having a sip.
"I never really needed it, I always liked to imagine myself independent. But being the last of the kind, it gives you that feeling of responsibility, you know? I just have to take care of the family's legacy, whether I want it or not. And I can't leave Dalian alone as well."
| >Emily nods
"That's admirable, I feel much the same with this Bar, my father wanted none of it, so I took it instead, gotta keep the tradition alive I guess.
>She looks at the sleeping Lilim
"And who wouldn't take care of such a cute child?"
| >Blond man chuckled.
"Probably someone who knew that child in person. You won't find a lady as spoiled and self-centered anywhere else."
>He took another sip, ice tinkling against the glass.
"But... Having her around, somehow relaxes me. I feel. I don't know, alive? I guess. Alcohol tastes better, nights feel shorter, days feel warmer. And, well, she is a good person at heart. She truly is."
| >>183257
>Emily gives a smug smile
"Looks like you found someone you care for, that's great, I hope you can keep going like that and make her happy"
| "To keep going like that, uh..."
>Huey repeated, distracted by some memory. He downed the remains of his drink, and stood up, putting his left glove and bawler hat back on.
"Oh well, I'm afraid it's time I put Dalian into bed. It was a pleasure getting to know you, — >he took a brief look at Emily's hands,
— miss...?"
| >Huey returned the handshake.
"Sorry about the gloves, — >He apologised with a smile.
— Hugh Anthony Disward. I should have introduced myself earlier."
>He lifted the sleeping lilim girl in a princess carry.
"And this here is Dalian. Now, if you excuse us."
| >Emily waves them goodbye
| >Huey smiled again, and exited the bar, mumbling Dalian in his hands. Door closed behind them.
| >As the person leaves another enters the building... A tall man in a hoodie with glasses and brown hair...
"This should be a good enough place..."
>He mutters to himself
| "Huh... Crevice Spike please..."
>He sat down looking around...
"I was in a bar hopping mood so I already had alot to drink today so sorry if I'm out of it..."
>He says playig with his fingers.
| >>184791
>Emily prepares the drink swiftly, adding a bit of flair to her display before placing it down before the man
"I don't mind, those kinds of days happen, plus you aren't the first bar hopper I serve"
|
| "Good to hear"
>He takes a sip quietly tapping his finger.
"So... Anything happings around here?"
>He turns his attention to the bartender.
| >A smol girl with long black hair with bangs covering her eyes enters. She was wearing a white shirt with a red rose on the center and a pair of faded jeans and a pair of boots. Anyone who looked at her might question if she's old enough to even drink, let alone enter a bar unsupervised.
"Oooh~ I knew this place was gonna be nice, but I didn't know it was gonna be THIS nice~"
| >A tall female lilim with long white hair enter and look around to see if the man on the post recognise her
Hmm..
>Helas<
| >The girl waves down the lilim with a big smile
"You're the person from the board right?"
| >Look at the girl with a cute smile
Yeah it's me! You're so cute!
>look at her with big eyes
>Helas<
| >>185401
>She blushes heavily and giggles quietly
"Oh stop it~ I'm not that cute, but you're so pretty~!"
| >Pat her head
Thank you so much! But you know i really find you cute,and dont doubt about it!
>smile while looking at her
Oh! By the way, My Name Is Helas!And you?
>Helas<
| >Her blush grows darker from the head pat, making her shift in place a little
You can call me Aduial, or Evening if that's easier~
>She looks back up at her with wide eyes, as if asking for more pats
| >start to blush too while looking at her in the eyes
Can i.. Call you Eve or Adi?
>open my Arms to hug her
>Helas<
| >She goes into her arms and hugs her tight, looking up at her with a wide smile
Of course you can~
| >kiss her forehead
And how old are you cutie?~
>Helas<
| >>185515
I'm 25 years old~
>she holds onto her tighter and giggles again, blushing a dark red color
You're...really affectionate towards me, aren't you~?
| >Hold her tight too
Yes i am ! But you're so cute i can't help it! And i don't really have friends or anything so.. i really have to give affection or receive it haha~ i've lefted my job and now i'm just an hikikomori,spending my days in my room..
>Helas<
| >She turns around and presses her back against her and sighs happily
I'm not really used to being showered with this much affection, so thank you for that...~
And if you'd like, I can move in with you~
| >a smol blonde loli walks in
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| >blush a lot
You mean.. living with me..?
| >She grins mischievously
What else could I possibly mean, silly~?
| >Hug you her tight, a tear rolling on the cheek
Thank you..
>Helas<
| >>185771
>the loli comes up to helas.
Hello my name is chii..............i am sorry to bother you but.....can you teach me how to do that?
>as she says the, her face shows no emotions,no sorrow no joy, simply nothing.
| >look at chii with surprise
To do what?
>continue to hold Eve really tight
| >She giggles quietly, wiping away her tear before looking at the loli
You there, you have the same face as me when I was out in the field...
| >>185779
To show emotion......i was never good at that.....but you huged that girl.....there are even tears i your eyes......i cant do that.......
| >Look back at Eve
In the field..? Oh and let's go to my appartement after helping this poor girl..
| Oh..
>Look at chii with a sad face
I.. don't know how to teach you that but you know.. i think that you'll show you're emotions when you'll find someone that's really important to you.. believe me
>Smile
>Helas<
| >scream to the loli
Hey!! If you need advices or just company,make a post with my Name in it and if you want we'll talk!
>Big smile
>Helas<
| So, that's Chii...Seems like an interesting case~
>She looks back up at Helas with another smile
So, your apartment then~?
| Yeah she is..
>smile at Eve too
Yeah! Let's go!
>Take the hand of Eve and run out to my apartment
>Helas<
| >>185330
>Emily shakes her head
"Not much, got a few interesting customers"
>She looks around at all the newcomers
"He had some prosthetic arm too, it looked cool"
>she then turns to the man
"So, what's got you bar hoping tonight?"
| >>186235
"Bored... I had a big day and just nothing to do at the end of it."
>He looks around rather suspiciously... Like he was hiding somthing.
| >>186263
>Emily looks on suspiciously
"Eh~? Well, that's fair I supose, I do drink a bit when i'm bored"
>she leans ln the counter
"So how many bars has it been tonight?"
| >>186272
"Three but I've only had four drinks tonight... I can stand alcohol a bit better due to some augs in my body... I don't think I've really told anyone biut those... They are supposed to be classified so don't be surprised if your bar gets raided..."
>He lets out a small chuckle.
| >>186351
>She shrugs
"We've been raided for less, BTC gets angry and pissy everytime they hear we're still open, its pathetic really"
>She then chuckles
"but Augements huh, never really went under the knife myself"
| "Nothing too major... Just some robo parts they shoved in my organs... All part of my hitman stuff"
>He stares happily.
| >>186384
"Well aint that nice mister hitman, what do the augs do apart from keeping you from having a good ol' drunken time?"
>She asks with a smug grin
| >>186477
"Just some enhancements like running faster, better endurance, being able to hold in not hoing to the bathroom for a long time.... That one was for sniping and stuff... I had to wait a good 12 hours every time I had to do that due to all the info I had to collect. Sounds weird right?"
>He shrugs.
"I stopped doing all that stuff through so sorry to disappoint."
| >>186706
>Emily just smiles
"Damn, I wish I could do all that, but I'm happy to hear you're done doing stuff like headhunting, any other avenue of life you plan on walking?"
| "Not really... I'm only 28 and I don't have anything else I want to do... I just work at a music shop and sustain enough to feed myself and cat, pay bills and buy myself some things."
>He looks around rather oddly... He's probably hiding something or just has a bad cramp... probably both.
| "Something you don't need to know..."
>He says rudely as he tilts his head.
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| >A bar in the cathedral 1 district, the Midnight's drifter is situated in an alleyway, and it reflects perfectly on the interior design, using bricks and other makeshift materials to craft an interesting mix of modern comfort and retro industrial aesthetics
>Behind the counter a Woman with black hair, wearing an eyepatch and bandages is washing glasses and looking around the bar
>In front of the counter, sitting, is a short one armed girl wearing a black mantle