Post number #367279, ID: a38c03
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> Resting in a desolate area almost unseen completely to eyes of normal citizens, sits a sign with a short, chubby man drinking a bottle printed upon it. Together, a building sits between two Apartments and sits neatly as a colour rich bar, providing safe haven for the passerby. The Bartender inside, bearing a strange set of horns and short, raven hair, leans against the counter, halfway asleep.
Post number #367282, ID: 8b530f
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> A single Asian man enters and makes way to the counter. faltering every second step before sitting down and yawning. His pure black eyes, matching that of his and the bartender's hair, answer before he does.
"Strawberry daiquiri, please. Feelin' exotic."
Post number #367285, ID: 82bd17
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"Where in heavens is this?!"
> A woman, or a lady of sorts, says in frustration — a frustration audible enough to be heard inside of the bar.
"I'm lost. I'm lost—"
> She enters the bar. Her confused look can only be attributed to her unknowledgeable grasp of the city.
Post number #367290, ID: 8b530f
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> The man turns, standing and walking to her.
"Hey, hey hey.. You're in a bar, first off. Who are you?"
> He tries to calm her, not exactly the best at a sudden situation..
Post number #367291, ID: 666ac0
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> The bartender remains groggy, fixing the Man's drink whilst the act plays out.
Post number #367294, ID: ed073e
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>>367290 > The lady seems to look as though a twin copy of someone you know; in exception of her blonde hair and her blue eyes.
"I.. uhm.. that's not important right now!"
> She shakes her head before looking at the man.
"I'm looking for a place.. and someone, but I'm lost. Terribly so."
Post number #367297, ID: f9ba3b
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>>367294 > The man takes a good look at her and bites his lip. Does he know her from somewhere? He takes a good look around before return complete focus to her.
"Hey, look. I'll help you. Okay? My name's Kazuki. You're in Glitch City, do you understand?"
Post number #367299, ID: 72121c
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>>367297 "I understand all of that perfectly, Kazuki."
> She nods. Her voice, her looks, and even down to the way she dresses; there is too strong sense of familiarity radiating from her.
"I'm here, in this city, to look for someone. A particular someone."
Post number #367318, ID: f9ba3b
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>>367299 "Does this particular someone have a name? Is it possibly..."
> He contemplates.
"Is it Uni?"
Post number #367322, ID: 2acc45
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> Her eyes widen, not believeing what she had heard.
"Yes! That is indeed the name!"
> She pulls out a photo from her pocket, showing it to Kazuki. It is indeed the Uni she knows of.
"I'm looking for her, but I know nothing about her whereabouts."
> But at the same time, the lady standing in front of Kazuki looks too much like Uni. Almost as though it's Uni herself speaking to him.
Post number #367324, ID: 2acc45
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> Her eyes widen, not believing what she had heard.
"Yes! That is indeed the name!"
> She pulls out a photo from her pocket, showing it to Kazuki. It is indeed the Uni she knows of.
"I'm looking for her, but I know nothing about her whereabouts."
> But at the same time, the lady standing in front of Kazuki looks too much like Uni. Almost as though it's Uni herself speaking to him.
Post number #367332, ID: d9b4e9
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"AAAAAAAAAAAH!" >A smallish catboomer girl runs in, screaming, swinging a pair of lightstick controllers. Her bulky old AR headset resembles a combat helmet. She carries her controllers like an invisible sword and shield, blocking and stabbing invisible enemies.
>She dives under a table. A loose haptic plate sewn into the back of her shirt vibrates audibly, and she slaps her visor open. Slowly she crawls out from under the table, and holds up her hands.
"Umm... sorry??"
Post number #367334, ID: f9ba3b
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>>367332 > Kazuki looks bewildered, but nonetheless returns to the woman.
"I can lead you to her apartment. I know where that is, if you'd like."
Post number #367339, ID: 04ccf8
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"I will.. I will take a rest here. I'm already in my second bar, it will be a complete waste to not enjoy the city Mother loved."
> She replied, taking an interest to the newcomer.
"My, what are those gadgets sprung about around you?"
> She takes a close look at the catboomer, analyzing the alien devices worn about by her.
Post number #367340, ID: 8213c2
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>>367332 "Please don't tear up the pub. We only opened a week ago."
> The bartender watches her, sipping on The man's drink.
Post number #367346, ID: f9ba3b
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>>367339 "M-Mother? Ah, alright.."
> Kazuki worries for the woman, but nonetheless sighs relief. He looks to the bartender and shakes his head.
"Can I have the rest of that when you're done?" >>367340
> The bartender hurries down under the cabinets, and prepares a glass of red wine, fixing it neatly and taking it to the lady.
"Hope this'll do."
Post number #367386, ID: d9b4e9
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>>367340 >She forces a smile as she pulls her helmet off. Her brown hair tumbles out into a tangled mess like the nest of a drunken bird.
"Whaat? I didn't see you and you didn't see me, I got no burners from nobody... wait, you're not... is this a bar? Out here in the slottin' badlands? Null fraggin' way!"
>She pulls herself up to the bar. "Can you make me a relaxing drink? I promise to behave."
> Getting back behind the counter, she whips you up a soft, yet strong drink with elegant sweetness.
Post number #367429, ID: 268484
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>>367358 > She takes the drink, sipping its content slowly.
"Ah, my taste buds have not jetlagged much."
> Smile radiates from her as she takes another sip.
"What is this lady's name over here? You seems to be lost, the same as I do."
> She glances back at the catboomer.
Post number #367697, ID: 1be70d
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>>367429 >She sips her drink and scratches her ear.
"It's Yeesha. And I was 99 rooms into the Vault of Jilkarrat! That's not the same as lost, 'cuz there are map gems, they just don't tell you what it's like outside the game. What's your excuse?"
Post number #367705, ID: 4287a0
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>>367697 "The city is new to me and I was amidst my way to search for someone."
> She replied rather casually, but it can be seen that the game Yeesha mentioned went past her understanding.
"Then, what are those equipment for? Battle against phantasmal beings?"
Post number #367743, ID: 1be70d
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>>367705 "How'd you know? Yeah, I totally abuse the Heirophant Gauntlets! What's your IGN? Mine's DeathParfait. Are you looking for a guild?"
Post number #367753, ID: 82bd17
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"IG.. N?"
> She has completely lost the grasp of the conversation.
"But.. The Hierophant is a good Tarot card! Mother loves to use them as well."
> And it seems it's clear that the topic she bridged is not at all the same.
Post number #367770, ID: 1be70d
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>>367753 >She cups her hands over her mouth and nose to keep the drink from spraying out. She curls into a ball, holding up her hand, quaking, until she sits up red-faced and grinning. She wipes the tears from her eyes.
"I was talking about a game, not tarot cards! You actually thought... nevermind. Let's reset! I'm Yeesha. Who're you? And what fraggin plane- I mean, where are you from?"
Post number #367776, ID: c5d47f
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"I don't have a name that I can say, and I was told not to disclose the base to anyone."
> She replied succinctly.
"How do you play that game you have? I don't see any interface nor a display output for it. Do you.. use magic?"
Post number #367782, ID: 1be70d
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>>367776 "It's not magic, it's just the wireless. There's a screen in the helmet, it shows you the game. I guess that's what you mean by display. You've never seen AR before? and you don't remember your own name?? Like your first name? Last name?"
Post number #367795, ID: 72121c
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>>367782 "I know my name, but was told to never grace it to people outside of the base!"
> She answers the questions directed to her, but her eyes seem to still be locked on the AR Yeesha had mentioned.
"What is an AR? I have never seen a strange device like this before. Those that taught me the world never gave a slightest clue these existed."
Post number #367800, ID: 1be70d
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>>367795 >She shrugs. "Like VR but all around you? The computers know where all drek should be and how it should look, so when you put on gogs or glasses you can see it. It's shared hallucinations. Lies. You know it's not really there, but you can see stuff that isn't lies, like signs or places on a map. If it's magic to you then okayyy, but don't call it that. It's been around since before I was born, and it's never hurt anyone. So try not to go neo luddite on me for using it."
Post number #367807, ID: 2acc45
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"VR? What other instrument of interest is that?"
> It seems that explaining gave more question in her mind.
Post number #367907, ID: a90a31
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> Kazuki, listening from the opposite side of the girl, shakes his head and taps Yeesha's shoulder.
"Before this gets any farther.. Might I ask our friend here.. Why are we looking for Uni?"
Post number #367910, ID: 82bd17
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>>367907 "I was wondering where she went for all these decades. She had only sent a report here, in this city, after being radio quiet—"
> The lady answers Kazuki's question, letting go of her interests in current day's technology for a brief moment.
"—I miss Mother, that is all. I want to meet her again."
Post number #367911, ID: 362164
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> Kaz nearly gags, spitting out whatever he drank of his daiquiri to the counter and Bartender.
"M-Mother?!?! She's your mother?!"
Post number #367913, ID: e8cb94
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>>367911 The bartender wipes off what hit her face before grabbing a rag to clean the counter.
"Animal.."
Post number #367916, ID: 82bd17
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>>367911 "My appearance will tell no lie."
> She nods. Indeed, her appearance does matches too well with Uni.
"I am Mother's youngest offspring. Bore into this world by her hands alone. It isn't strange for me to miss her by my side."
> She replied, too dense to intercept the reaction Kazuki shown.
Post number #367919, ID: 60d8a2
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"Sorry.."
>Kaz apologizes to the bartender whilst looking to >>367916
"Y-Youngest? So.. There are more of you?"
Post number #367924, ID: 72121c
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>>367919 "I think there are, but an acquaintance of Mother took them before I could ever see them. Good grief, I suppose."
> She answers.
Post number #367931, ID: a34b5c
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>>367924 > He takes a second to process this information before continuing, some part of him feeling, and looking depressed.
"I can.. Okay, well nevermind that for now. Whenever you're ready, I can show you to where.. Your mother lives. She's a friend of mine, if I haven't stated already."
Post number #367933, ID: 42843b
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"That's perfect news!"
> Her expression was immediately filled with happiness. She couldn't hold her place and began to show her joy.
"—I'm surely thankful Mother has befriended a lot of allies in the city!"
Post number #367938, ID: a34b5c
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"Alright. Do you want to head out right now?"
> Kazuki quickly pays for his drink and the girls, ready to meet Uni himself about this predicament.
Post number #367945, ID: 5b886c
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>>367938 > She drank and emptied the contents of her wine in a haste.
"Let's go!"
> Before leaving, she goes through Yeesha, giving her a bow.
"May we meet again, Yeesha."
> Then, she turns back to Kazuki, gesturing him to promptly go.
"No time to waste, Mother must have been waiting for me!"
Post number #367947, ID: 9ff228
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>>367945 > Kazuki chuckles at her excitement, seeing Uni clear through her before leading her to his car. They drive off in hurry.
Post number #368625, ID: bc9bca
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>>367945 >Yss blinks and rubs her eyes. "What. Just. Happened. Bye?" >A half-hour later, her drink is empty, the glass rolling on its side. She talks in the general direction of the bartender. "She was cute, wasn't she? May-maybe she was coming onto me? Defeffinitely maybe! If she would juss admit she was wet for me I could give her hmm." >She tugs and stretches her ears. "Everybody wants catboobers. Not me just these. Ish ok. I've done it with girls before. They come to me. Why?"
Post number #368641, ID: bc9bca
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>>368625 >A tiny burp escapes her. She can't suppress a giggle. "I'm charming. They don't get it at first. They all avoid me. She was hitting on me but she didn't know she was but but I gave her time to figure out she was aroused. A. Roused. I'm bisexual and I happen to attract the innocent boys and I have to tell them 'no! You are not ready!' But I can't turn down pussy."
Post number #368655, ID: 9ff228
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"You go, gurl."
> The bartender listens to an extent, focusing on cleaning down the countertop. >>368641
Post number #369439, ID: c81079
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>A casually dressed Cain walks in to the pub, taking a seat, sighing as she does. "One bad touch, please."
Post number #369479, ID: 1941aa
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"Occasion?"
> The bartender serves >>369439, mixing the drink quickly.
Post number #369492, ID: ed073e
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"One very dead pervert." >Cain grimaces at the sight from mere minutes ago.
Post number #369495, ID: 11fc33
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"Ah."
> Simply put, she slides Cain the drink, properly made before yawning, returning to sort out glasses.
Post number #369524, ID: ed073e
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"Anything juicy you hear round these parts?" >Cain leans on the counter, taking a sip of her Bad touch.
Post number #369527, ID: 392292
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"juiciest to date is either the guy who stuffed 'emself dead, or the boy who left with someone else's daughter. Which one sounds like a story you'd listen to?"
> She pours herself a glass of whiskey before starting to wipe down the counter.
Post number #369543, ID: ed073e
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"Lets go with the latter, because it tends to be someone I know." >Cain is already half way through the Bad Touch, a rose blush on her cheeks from her drink.
Post number #369545, ID: 392292
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"Figured. A guy named Kazuki came in and took a girl with him to visit their mother. He ordered a Strawberry daiquiri, of all things.. mentioned an.. Uno? I can't remember the last name."
> She sips on her own glass before nodding to the accompanying party.
"She came in and fascinated the girl with modern technology."
Post number #369548, ID: ed073e
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>Cain perks up at the name of Kazuki.
"Oh, Kaz? Not surprised that he's gone on another one night stand."
Post number #369553, ID: 392292
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"Another, huh? Sounds like a player. If so, wouldn't be surprised if he gets that girl. Real weird 'n, too. her mother's that cutest girl in glitch... What was her name..."
Post number #369597, ID: ed073e
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"Oh fuck. I swear to god, Uni is barely old enough to have a kid! I need a double of whiskey, neat." >Cain sighs.
Post number #369602, ID: f1863e
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> Finishing her own, the bartender laughs a bit and gets her drink ready.
"Uni! Yes, that's her name."
Post number #369788, ID: 966d4c
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>Yss's ears perk up "Uni! I know that girl! Funny bump on her head pointy, makes her look like a dork! The has the most beautiful abs. I have seen like abs make you look like, a, a, turtle! Not her, she is beautiful... Who-who're you? Are you Jee-Shee-Pee-Dee? Youuuu don't pay Uni enough!"
Post number #370413, ID: 94bed4
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>>369788 "I'm the one who probably sold you some guns, Cain's the name." >Cain hesitantly holds out her hand for a handshake.
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| > Resting in a desolate area almost unseen completely to eyes of normal citizens, sits a sign with a short, chubby man drinking a bottle printed upon it. Together, a building sits between two Apartments and sits neatly as a colour rich bar, providing safe haven for the passerby. The Bartender inside, bearing a strange set of horns and short, raven hair, leans against the counter, halfway asleep.