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(Setting) The Midnight Drifter
| > It isn't long, not by much, maybe a good 10,15 minutes, someone walks in. Not at all different from a regular customer, however not at all different from someone that runs for a living, just by appearence. The man, bearing sorry blonde hair, a fully packed backpack and.. A hook on a rope, to his waist, falters to the bar and makes a seat.
| >In follows a man behind his despite not being together. He wears a sweatshirt and has brown uncombed mopish like hair, glasses, a bit of stubble and a robotic hand. He sits down on a stool.
| >Emily turns to the newcomers
"Ah, sorry I didnt see you two come in, welcome!"
>She puts her glass down and smiles
"What would you like?"
| "Crev spike with rocks"
>The man sighs.
| "I'll take the same, if neither mind."
> The first man begins a notebook he pulls from the bag on his back, scribbles and chickscratch, is all without words.
| >Emily goes to make the drinks, and serves the two with a flourish
"two crevice spike, I hope you both enjoy it"
>She looks at the two men, wondering if they have any connexions to eachother before shaking her head.
"So what brings you both here tonight? I never saw you guys here before"
>She asks
| >Two girls just kind of... drift into the bar. They're twins, evidently- they share the same fiery red hair and green-blue eyes. One of the girls- the one with the messy hair -saunters up to the counter, followed by her sister. "Hello!"
| "Nothing exciting happens at my apartment so I came to a random bar to blow off steam."
>The man shrugs
| >>274890
>>275212
"I know that feeling. I'm here for a break, I've been up and down flooded searching, waiting for a few friends."
> The first man takes a drink.
| >The messy-haired redhead taps the counter with her finger.
"...hello?"
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| >>275794
"No need to be impatient, geez"
>Emily says, sighing
"Sorry about that, I zoned out for a second, so what would you sisters like?"
| >A young girl is dragged into the bar by a women with four large horns wearing a mantle, her large hands tipped with sharp claws and scales
"Come on, let's have some fun."
>The girl is silent as she gets dragged
"Hey, bartender, give me two good drinks, me and her need to catch up with a good drink, yeah."
"I never agreed to this."
| "Well this livened up quite fast."
> The beginning man straightens his hair, unable to guess of all's intentions from here.
| >>276153
"Oh, miss Ci! Sure, hold up"
>Emily smiles at the new arrivals and prepares two cobalt velvets, giving them to the two girls
"Enjoy yourselves"
| >>276169
"Thanks, I guess..."
>ci says deadpan
"Loosen up."
"Hard to do when you dragged me from halfway across the city."
>The horned girl laughs before turning to the bartender
"Tell me, barkeep, how's it here recently? I used to pass by when the old guy still owned the place, then I mo-"
>Ci tries escaping, but is quickly put back in her chair
"Come on, don't be heartless."
| >>276191
"You knew my grandfather? Well huh to be honest not much has changed, just that I'm the one behind thr counter now, we still got all our special drinks and everything"
>Emily says with a nostalgic smile
| >>276212
"Heh, that's great, once I'm done with this one, I'll ask you some of those, yeah."
>She sips her drink, keeping an eye on Ci
"... I'm not going to run, you can stop eyeing me."
"You said that four times, ran away each."
| >>275980
"Two large Sugar Rushes, please."
>The messy-haired girl is speaking again- it seems her sister isn't much of a talker.
"Make them out to..." >She hesitates, trying to remember something.
"...Chisa and Yukiko."
| >>276414
"Sure thing"
>The tender makes the drinks and gives them to the two girls in little to no time
"So, having a reunion of sorts here? Are were you two sisters just in the mood for a drink?"
| >>276431
"No, we're just in the mood for a drink." >Yukiko- That's what the messy-haired girl is called -nods.
"Besides, there's some go-gangers hanging around our place and we figured we'd give them some time to leave."
| >>276450
"Ahhh, yeah I see"
>Emily says with a nod
"Well, I hope you'll enjoy the drinks and that they'll leave in due time"
>She smiles
| >>276452
"Yeah, I hope they'll leave too- for their safety just as much as ours."
>Chisa shifts slightly, looking embarrassed.
| >>276464
"I'm Yukiko, and that's Chisa." >Yukiko gestures to her sister, who gives Emily a little wave.
"Technically, though, we're called Sairento."
| >A rotting man, wearing a Fakku.net T-shirt, and some sexy, dark blue, loose fit jeans, enters the bar. In his left, and also mechanical hand, he is holding some kind of book. He walks up to the counter, and takes a seat.
"A big sugar rush please."
| >The zombie takes up his book, or doujin to be more specific, and starts reading it from about mid way through.
>The books title reads "This is Love", and the cover is of some girl blushing and looking surprised, and kind of scared. Something tells you that this love is probably one sided.
| >A young man makes his way from the door to the bar, taking a seat, his leather coat heavy on his shoulders. He raises a shiny metal hand.
"Hey, bartender, could I get a Fringe Weaver?"
>Fringe smiles, relaxing in his spot, keeping an eye om the door.
| >Fringe's eyes pass over the man who looks like he's been left outside to rot for a long ass time.
"Hey, do I know you? Garrett, right?"
| >a pinkhaired girl enters the bar also, spotting fringe and smiling weakly, she takes a seat next to him.
"Oh hello there fringe, sorry about disappearing i had er, issues"
>she turns to the barkeep
"Fluffy dream, please"
| >>279131
>Fringe turns to her and smiles widely, sitting up and nodding, clearly happy to see her again.
"It's quite alright. How are ya?"
| > The first man to walk in, having sat quiet for a good amount of time now, finishes his drink before standing. He looks around the room. He takes a step back before he presents himself.
"Ehm.. E-Excuse me, everyone. May I have your attention for.. Maybe fifteen minutes?"
| >Fringe looks over, hesitant about the situation, having recently dealt with drama at another bar.
| >>279133
"Quite good. or bad. depending on how you look at it... it's quite complicated but... i'm good for now, sorry for being vague"
| >>279145
>He gives her a charming smile.
"It's fine, I'm just glad to see you again. I hope it all works out."
>Fringe looks her in the eyes.
"Those really are pretty."
| >>279140
"Yes, okay, ehm.."
> He clears his throat, beginning to speak.
"I am asking for help, from anyone interested.. In locating the space ship that crashed here long ago. I-It crashed in the airport, but moved to the flooded district. I want to find it because it was scuttled, and holds valuables inside that I believe, can still be recovered."
| >>279146
>Her crimson eyes stare back, or perhaps even beyond fringe, Suddenly the glass in her hand passes through her body, shattering on the ground. She seems... fuzzy, out of focus, before finally flickering in and out of existance. The episode fades, and she is left looking exhausted
"Sorry about that... it's been happening a lot more often... recently..."
| "I am, also asking for.. If anyone is interested in joining my treasure, hunting.. Well, team."
| >>279154
>The smile melts from his face. He looks at her with worry in his eyes.
"You know what's happening?"
>He sets his drink down, having only taken a sip.
| >>279159
>She shakes her head, putting a hand over one of her eyes and sighing
"I'm an anomaly, and sometimes, i feel as if time itself is trying to drag me back... but i know there's nothing left for me back there.."
| >>279158
> The man beams at her interest.
"Y-Yeah! The reward is good for being foreign, but.. The knowledge, and new tech, and things is the stuff that counts!"
| >>279155
>Fringe nods to the mysterious man.
"What luck, I've been seeking exploration and adventure. Count me in."
>He turns back to Alter, solemn.
"Is there any way I can help? I don't want to see you leave already."
| >>279173
"Like there's a cure for time itself"
>She laughs
"Well, you don't have to worry about to me leaving, i have it undercontrol... mostly... but the day i do disappear... please, remember that i ever existed"
| >>279197
>He nods silently.
"I won't forget those eyes. I promise."
>He takes her hand, punctuating his pledge and determination.
"So, where are you going? Or, when, rather."
| >>279209
"I see. What will you do if you go back?"
>Fringe has quickly taken a liking to this interesting girl.
| (Anyone on?)
| >>276725
"...Nice to meet you too!" >Yukiko flashes Emily a huge grin. "So, how long have you been running this place?"
| >Having put away the hentai, Garrett looks at this, man.
"I'm joining this so called expedition."
>He takes a big sip of his sugar rush, then he looks to Fringe.
"You do look familiar."
| > The treasure hunter looks to Garrett, quite pleased.
"My name's Elijah. I posted in the jobs thread awhile back."
| >>279591
"Nice to meet you. I'm Garrett. Now, why are you having this expedition? Other than the whole "we might find cool shit" thing."
>Garrett, staring this Elijah directly in the eyes, with his usual emotionless expression, takes another big sip.
| >>279790
"Well, I've been chasing treasures, artifacts and such for a living. I also do tech and info, but.. I'm following after my father. Recently It's seemingly been getting... Ah, difficult to do it alone? I'm asking for help on anyone to join me in this expedition to find just about anything valuable, claim it as the big prize. And if you seem well, I'll ask to join my crew. Well.. Be the start of one, anyways."
| >>279914
>The zombie thinks for a moment.
"That sounds reasonable. Would it be fine if a destroy anything I deem to be too dangerous? There might be some tech on board there that could be, well, something you wouldn't want the wrong hands to get a hold on."
>He starts taking a big sip, but quickly swallows what little sugar rush he has in his mouth, and puts down the drink.
"That does not mean I'm going to walk around destroying all the good tech there."
>He takes a big sip.
| >>279929
> Elijah hesitates for a second, before continuing.
"That wouldn't be a bad idea, so... So yeah, sure. We just have to confirm that it's too dangerous to be here, before we go ahead and lose it. In some scenarios, it might be better to keep it, no matter how dangerous it is."
| >>279945
"Sure. I'm just warning you. I've seen a lot of dangerous tech during my years in war, and there are several devices out there that I wouldn't want humans getting their hands on."
>He finishes his drink, and orders another one. Same drink, same size. He's still staring, as emotionless as always.
| >>279952
"Understandable. You can do you. As for.. May I get your name?"
> He returns his focus to the girl that was interested. He tried his best to remember her name from listening, failing miserably as it must not have been said.
| >Garrett pulls out his doujin again, and starts reading. Though, he's almost done with it.
| >>279955
"It's Alter... do try not to forget it"
>She smiles as she sips her new drink, giving her usual thousandyard stare
| >>279992
"Of course, I promise I won't forget you. Ever, nor you, Garrett."
"So, there's two. Anyone else? Or shall we plot out our course?"
| >Garrett finishes his hentai and puts it away.
"Not forgetting me, huh."
>He turns his attention and himself towards the others.
"I think we should probably plot. There aren't too many people here, and if anyone else wanted to come along, they probably would have spoke out already. Maybe except for that guy talking to Alter, if he wants to join."
| >Fringe nods.
"I already mentioned my interest, count me in."
| "Okay, let me set up what I have so far, then, and we can go off of this."
> Elijah nods to Fringe before moving back to the bar, opening up his journal and pulling a map out his bag.
"Come look, guys."
| >Emily just looks over the commotion and cleans her glasses, the lady in the corner of the room simply moving towards the counter, looking interested
| >>280134
>In front of Elijah is a drawn out map, pretty decently detailed to add, of the Flooded district. With the journal, notes, illustrations and locations are marked of either places searched for, clues on how to find the ship, and so on, so fourth. The obvious being the smoke and sound from the ship being attacked. A big question mark is circled in the predicted area where the ship should be.
| >Garrett looks at the map, not impressed.
"How is this going to help? It's just a map saying where it is. Give me the plan."
| "W-Well, I wasn't done, but.. Here."
> Elijah flips over the notes in his journal. Now, locations change to markings of different types. Such as areas to avoid, possible entrances and the such.
"So, getting in, everything will be at the top of the ship, because it's like, an aircraft carrier built for space. The ship has little energy for defenses inside. But perimeter wise, they set up a hell of an automated turret every three blocks. I suggest we stick to rooftops for safety."
| "How powerful are those turrets?"
| "Pretty decent. They'll warn you with a laser light for you to leave, before opening fire. They've got great tracking after spotting you, I've learned. And can tear through a building from a few blocks. They're pretty near sighted in guarding, however, and placed a little lower than halfway in abandoned buildings.
| "So are there still people there, or have they abandoned it completely?"
| > Elijah scratches the back of his head.
"From what I can tell, if anyone's still there, they're dying, or dead. I've been watching the place for weeks and can't get anything, not even on a scanner."
| "Ok. This should be pretty easy then."
| "Yeah, it should. So, otherwise. Equipment we'll need. Anybody have ideas beside radios? I can cover those."
| "I will bring my own weapons."
| "Alright. Alter, Fringe?"
> Elijah looks between them, and the newcomer.
| "Yeah. I hava few things we could probably use."
>Fringe goes silent, thinking about the logistics, equipment and armaments he'd have to go through.
| Seriously
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| >>281134
>Alter goes into deep thought
"I have... a few old things i coule probaby use as weapons..."
| "A few old things. Care to explain?"
| >>282056
"..Oh nothing much, just something to break down walls, as well as a few guns i haven't touched for a while..."
| "Sounds pretty decent. You should definitely bring some of that."
| >Yukiko lightly taps the table, to indicate that she's still here.
| > Elijah looks between Yukiko and Alter, before opening up to everyone.
"Alright. So we've got our plans, now when and where to meet up. There's three locations I recommend, marked here, here and here."
> He points to a building outside of the defense turrets, an area behind the ship, and one safely at the border of flooded.
| >>282295
"I'd suggest KR4K-3N. It straddles the border and has a dedicated hoverbike garage. They've also got a gun shop, but weapons shouldn't be a problem since I'm half of Sairento." >Yukiko shrugs.
"And if it's a pair of good eyes you need, this is an Observer frame right here." >The Devola unit gestures to herself.
| >>282366
"Ok. So we meet at this place and then what? Do we just blow a hole in the side. Do we use a door. What's the plan, other than meeting place."
| >>282871
"Like I said earlier, the entrances are only on the deck of the ship, unless, they're hidden. Once we're inside. It's best we split up into groups, considering we have enough people to do so, and find what we can. Just about anything interesting and worth value."
| what is this
| >>282952
"Sounds good. What will the groups be like, or will we decide according to gear? I'd suggest the latter."
| >>283541
"We'll decide based on the gear brought. I'll handle radios and packs for everyone incase something larger comes up that we're taking. We'll go ahead and organize teams when we meet up. Everyone good with tomorrow evening? About 6:00, 7:00-ish?"
> Elijah glances between everyone.
| oh?
| >>283711
"Works for me. I'll bring my sister along too, just in case. See you then." >Yukiko raises her glass.
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| (Sorry I've gotten sidetracked. There will be a thread tomorrow.)
| (How are things going for you? If you're not making the thread any time soon, then please say so.)
| >>287018
(I'm sorry. I'm getting hit a little harder than I can handle. I have tonight and tomorrow. The thread will be open in five.)
| (No worries.)
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| >Once again tonight the midnight drifter opens its doors.
>The eyepatched bar tender is humming an old song while cleaning glasses, a single lady drinking in the corner or the room, wearing a suit
>The TV is on, playing news report
"Kidnapings... This city just keeps on giving uh?"