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Post by gunther on May 30, 2006 22:31:05 GMT -5
OOC sorry guys, been a busy several days
As the two trolls get up and move along the fence, Gunther shadows them along the building wall. Once they reach the point where the falling down fence reaches the street, Gunther steps out of the shadows and hails them.
"Oi, Chummers..." He hollars. The two metas look up in surprise and Gunther raises a hand in greeting, moving out into the light to make it easier to see him. "You guys are the Walker Brothers right?" The two trolls look at each other slightly confused, but the bigger one nods his agreement.
"My name is Gunther. I'm a new friend of Mr. Lance and of Eddie. You guys are friends of Eddie right? You call him Pinkie or somehting like that right?" Again the hesitant exchange of glances and the nod of affirmation. Gunther continues to move towards the pair, lowering his raised hand to an outstretched handshake offer. Shaking hands with the two trolls, Gunther continues.
"I couldn't help noticing you guys were on your way over to main. Alright if I walk with ya?" The three trolls turn and start moving towards main street once more, Gunther taking the streetside of the walkway. "Yah, that Eddie. I just met him today. Seems like a real good kid. A little messed up but he seems like a good kid...You know? I heard that Eddie cant even go home anymore. Something about his brother? You guys know his brother? Frederic right? Yah, I hear he is a real piece of work...Always beatin on his brother and stuff. Real shame that...Seems like such a good kid...Guess that's why Eddie don't go home..." Gunther lapses into silence for a few steps to let the thoughts sink in...The faces of the two trolls don't show much, as his own didn't, but Gunther thought he saw a glimmer...
"You know, I just met Eddie, but already I consider him to be a friend...If I wasn't so busy with this job here for Mr. Lance and Eddie, I'd think about going over and teaching that damn Frederick a lesson in beating on people...It's not right...Not right what he does to his brother..." Looking up, Gunther sees that they are nearing the main street. He slows to a stop, and the two trolls stop with him...
"Listen chummers, I gotta get back...Too bad I can't go beat the crap outta Frederick like he deserves...But, I am not that good of a friend of Pinkies just yet...You guys have fun..." Gunther turns and returns to the Ice-Cream parlor, waving over his shoulder at the two large metas....
"You catch all that Xeno??" Gunther mutters into his microtransceiver...
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Post by Xenomarch on May 31, 2006 13:24:32 GMT -5
"Gunther my friend, my dear dear friend. Did I ever tell you how much of a dear friend you are to me? Movng on. That should help divert attention from this place. For a while anyway. I'll call Jorinda and let her know."
<calling Jorinda's #>"Hey Jorinda. It's Simon. Gunther and I, well Gunther mostly, just set an incident in motion that I wanted you to be aware of. It involves the Walker Bros and Ed's brother. Should be rather interesting to hear about and hopefully divert any attention from the Parlor for a day or two if it goes as planned." ((Posting the call in the other thread too.))
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Post by Xenomarch on Jun 1, 2006 3:40:04 GMT -5
To Gunther:"Gunther, I got her voicemail. I hope she's sleeping well. You got a deck of cards? I think I need something to do, night-shifts suck dwarf berries."
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Post by gunther on Jun 1, 2006 22:20:43 GMT -5
Gunther has made it back to the store by the time Xenomarch gets back to him and is opening the door when his chummer finally gets back to him."Thats alright, you can tell me all about what you used to do before we hooked up on that Ripper job. Gunther calls thru the back door as he enters, pocketing his maglock passcard. "We were all so crazy running around chasing that damn thing, we never really got to know each other all that well. Then, I saw you over at Dungery's junk yard that day, but after Four-Eyes went and talked to you, you disappeared again. Then, much to my surprise, you show up for this gig... Gunther chuckles, sliding his back down the wall to sit on the floor near the door to the security room. There was no way, any of the furniture was going to hold him...Gunther looks around for Eddie...
"Where's the young lad?"
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Post by Xenomarch on Jun 2, 2006 0:52:39 GMT -5
"Jr's watching some vids in the back. I can't tell you much about myself before the first time I met you. I had just gotten out of an accident 2 months before and it left me with some major gaps in my head. I then went to look up Melissa my sister. As far as the last time you saw me, well I had some work I needed help on and was starting to ask you and Four-Eyes for some assistance. Then I thought about it a little more and figgured you two my not be into pre-emptive retribution. So I did the job solo and then heard about this and figgured I needed something less... final. If you know what I mean."
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Post by gunther on Jun 3, 2006 15:03:46 GMT -5
"Melissa? Wasn't she one of the girls who was killed by the..." Seeing Xenomarch's face fall at the mention of his sister, Gunther lapsed into silence briefly, then continued. "I'm real sorry about your sister. I didn't know her very well. My friend Holly, who also works at the Beaver was probably better friends with her...Do you remember anything about your accident? I mean, you remembered your sister. And where to find her. What else do you remember? Like where'd you get the tail chummer?" Gunther smiles a big toothy troll grin at the human to show him it was a friendly question.
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Post by Xenomarch on Jun 3, 2006 16:16:45 GMT -5
With a strained smile: "I knew about Melissa because I had a letter from her. It was 4 years old but I figured I would reply to it in person. As for the tail... Yorgi sez I used to do black ops for Imperial Japan and that's when I got it."
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Post by Braddoc on Jun 4, 2006 21:07:56 GMT -5
[whisper=Xenomarch,Braddoc]While talking with Gunther, you spot Ed moving his head here and then, still watching the trid, but his ears seems to be listening to your conversation (OOC: the room is small, if you're siting in front of the cameras, the bed and portable trid unit is about 1-2 feet behind you. [/whisper]
Looking at the cameras, Xenomarch spot a pick-up truck speeding down the road out front, going toward the Main. It did pass quickly, but you could see that it was going left and right, not following the lines. You couldn't spot any signs of anybody in the pick-up, but it's safe to assume there was at least the driver.
A minutes or two later, the pick-up passed back out front, this time you could see that there was a few people riding in the back, going back where it came from.
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Post by Xenomarch on Jun 4, 2006 21:25:15 GMT -5
((I have not attempted to be quiet. If Ed wants to listen that's fine.)) "Hey Ed, how did you get the wonderful job of protecting this place? It doesn't seem as if it would pay you a whole bunch. You could probably earn more fixing farm equipment then sitting here getting bored."
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Post by gunther on Jun 5, 2006 20:32:53 GMT -5
"No memory of your life? Amnesia? Wow. Did you have any other hints at your past besides the letter from Melissa?...Hmm, guess I am kinda pushin eh? Sorry chummer..." Gunther pauses as Xeno calls over his shoulder to Ed. He is quick to jump in calls another question to Ed as well.
"Yah, you must make out alright. You can afford that nice ride out front there...How much Mr. Lance payin you anyways?"
Gunther notices Xenomarch glance at the screen and then zooms in a bit closer on something on the screen. "What's up, mate?"
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Post by Braddoc on Jun 6, 2006 19:47:54 GMT -5
Ed smiled, not diverting his eyes from the trid unit on the chair. "Nah, Lance doesn't pay alot, only a place to sleep and 'live' if you can call it that..but he's paying for my hotel room, so that's kinda of a pay..My ride's nice huh? I won it in a drunken bet with my cousin, it only cost me the tint for the windows and a couple of little add-ons here and there. As for money I got enough to live by; I actually did repair farming equipment, made some households calls too , fixing plumbing, the electric systems, I did even emptied a few septic tanks in the old farmlands up north from Monroe..drek money drek work. But since I"m pretty handy, Lance is making me get the store working A-1, and I even get 3 meals a day, what's better to ask?...
Say since we are all asking questions, what's your story Mr.Liebold? A troll is rare to see, but in Monroe, it's even rarer! Why'd you go into protecting a store?..I mean, with your size and all you could be a bouncer or soemthing..I did went to Seattle once or twice, and troll bouncers are a good way to keep the customers from going too crazy."
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Post by gunther on Jun 6, 2006 20:14:43 GMT -5
"Well kid, its like this. You know how you LIKE to pretend you are one of those fancy elf types right? You think you know what its like being a metahuman? Well, take it from this meta. It ain't all its cracked up to be. In fact its pretty drek filled most days.
My story? Well, I was an up and coming prodigy. A veritible genius, if you don't mind me saying..." Xenomarch rolls his eyes at this and Ed chuckles. "Hey, I am not kidding. I was published in the Industrial Chemisty Journal 4 times before I turned 22. I was hired for 6 figures right outta university, from which I graduated 3 years early. Then this happened." Gunther waves a hand infront of himself, encompassing his whole being with one wave of his hand.
"Xenomarch, you've seen it...Someone goes thru the Goblinization process and they are shunned, discarded, outcast. Same happened to me. I tried to hide it. Pretended I was sick to hide that I was changing. I did some research. Turns out that the goblinization process usually hits when you are going into puberty. Guess I was a late bloomer. Anyways. Long story short. Think that an internationally acclaimed chemist should work at a Bar? I hate fighting. Not that I can't, mind you. I just rather not.
Heh, heh...Remember Freddy at the Eager Beaver, Xeno? Man, I was mad that day. Scared the crap outta everyone, busting thru the table and tackling him like that. Har, har, har..." Gunther lapses into a full blown belly laugh and Xenomarch starts smiling like a hyena, an all together better look for him. Smiling that is. Ed looks over from the Tri-D at the two companions and shakes his head, slightly confused....
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Post by Deleted on Jun 11, 2006 2:13:12 GMT -5
Gunther is still lying on his side, chuckling lightly when the front door opens, buzzer announcing the activation of the maglock. Xenomarch had seen the approach of the other two members of the group and had been watching them for a few minutes. Gunther and himself, with Ed had been over at the shop for going on 4 hours now, and it was late. The others must be coming over to relieve them...That was good, Xenomarch was getting tired, and Gunther kept yawning, though the troll kept trying to hide it behind his massive hand...
"Looks like the night shift is here..." Xenomarch says, as Gunther sits up a the sound of the buzzer...
Gunther glanced at the security screen then nodded, climbing to his feet and stretching. Peeking in on Ed, he noticed the young man had finally dozed off in front of the tri-d. Moving quietly so as not to awaken the young man, Gunther, moved out to the main part of the store to carefully pour a couple cups of soya-cafe for the newcomers, meeting them in the restaurant proper...Xenomarch followed him out.
"Hey guys...Coffee? Ed made it so its not bad...Not much to report...Some of Pinky's...err Ed's friends came by and they did a little drugs, then they took off...Not much else to report. What did you guys get up to tonight?" Gunther reports to them and then makes to pack up to head on over and get some sleep himself. It'd been a long day...
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Post by jblack on Jun 11, 2006 14:00:49 GMT -5
Jorinda walks into the parlor just behind the Seer. At the offer of coffee, Jorinda accepts the cup of soy-caff. She takes a sip. It was hot, and not too bad. "I hung around the bar chatting with the tender. Turns out it's the only Meta hangout in town." She then indicates the Seer. "Then he shows back up and says we need to talk to you about something."
With a small shrug, Jorinda goes to take a seat. On the floor, if necessary.
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Post by Porter on Jun 13, 2006 14:42:42 GMT -5
Offering a nod to the others when he enters, Erick definitely takes up the offer of coffee. The taste did not matter much to the man as now any type of liquid now would do. Taking a few healthy swigs of the hot brew as a bit of a test before he finds a comfortable spot on the floor before the group.
"I wanted to share somethin' with ya since I think we are in somethin' here." Erick says as his emerald orbs darken as his eyes close to thin slits. "Long story short, when I rest I usually don't dream anymore. When I do, the things I see give a glimpse of what is to come."
Erick pauses a moment, watching the others' response as he takes a sip of drink. "When I was younger I did not pay it much attention. Not until the past few years. The reason I am bringin' this up now is I saw somethin' tonight about this here." Erick motions absently to the area around them. "And our future."
He takes another sip letting any of the others speak up before he goes on with the dream, that is if they even want to listen.
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