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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2006 7:08:00 GMT -5
" Well that would be why we are here " Skidds pays his tab by leaves 100 cred . " That should cover our drinks and your time . Thanks "
Skidds get up and heads to wards the slag in question . Scanning the room as he goes . Never know when trouble can start .
Reaching the table skidds sits down " Good evening Mr. J . Eve said you maybe in need of a driver ? "
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Post by infinite on Sept 27, 2006 10:01:34 GMT -5
After nodding once to the barkeep, Mateus rises slowly and wanders over to the seated suit. He watches him carefully as he approaches, assessing the man. Stopping at the opposite side of the table from the seated man, Mateus speaks.
"I understand that you a potential job for someone of my particular inclination. I am interested to hear what you have to offer."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2006 10:21:20 GMT -5
The door open and in walks an ork of average size but he seems slightly distracted and heads directly to the bar. Talking quietly he says a few things to Tiny who points towards the suit in the corner. Seeing he has company at the moment he decides to wait and see what was goin on before he stated troble this soon knowing it was a bad way to start any sort of a job. So as he waits he decides to sit at the bar and see who else was in the joint and make sure he spotted a back way out in case he needed it.
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Post by shasta on Sept 28, 2006 21:25:16 GMT -5
The Johnson looks back and forth between the ork and human standing before him, an expression of mild satisfaction lighting his features.
"Ah, my specialists. I have need of a driver, a mage, and some muscle. There is a shipment coming into Seattle by road in the next few days. I have reason to believe it will be relatively lightly guarded, but that there will be some magical protection..."
He trails off as the tall norm, the pro, leans down and whispers something to him, gesturing to the stocky ork who just entered the bar.
"Ah, it would seem that one of the other two has arrived. Where was I..? Ah, yes, as I said, a shipment by road, with some light guards and magical protections, will be entering Seattle in 3 days time... well, nights, to be more precise."
He stops a moment, wetting his lips and glancing back at the tall norm, presumably his bodyguard.
"Although we are still one short of a full compliment, perhaps we should adjourn to the other room? I believe Mister... O'Toole, is it? has prepared an area where we might be assured a greater degree of privacy. I will go into more detail once we are away from curious ears."
He raises a hand, beckoning the troll, Tiny, over to the table.
"Barkeep, has Mister O'Toole completed preparations?"
Tiny chuckles, a low rumble like distant thunder.
"Yeah, your room's ready, chummer. I wouldn't go callin O'Toole "Mista" where he can hear, though.... last guy who took him for a polite businessman is still in the alley lookin fer 'is teef..."
The troll points one of his large paws at a door just off to one side of the bar.
"Jus go through there - ya can't miss it."
Mr. Johnson, throwing a look of mild distaste after the troll as he resumes his place behind the bar, stands.
"Gentlemen, if you would please follow me...."
With that, he leads toward the door the troll had indicated, his bodyguard shadowing him one pace back and to the left.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2006 3:42:49 GMT -5
Skidds gets up and head to wards the door . Thinking that they should send a more street wise Mr J. when hiring thugs like us . I could get an inferiority complex listening to him talk . Hehehe
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Post by infinite on Sept 29, 2006 7:09:39 GMT -5
Mateus follows the Johnson without a sound, this guy was either very smart or very stupid. Probably the latter.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2006 7:59:01 GMT -5
Seeing the suit head out back with a line following him he asks Tiny if that was the meeting he was here for and when Tiny nods Frog follows them out back.
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Post by captianobvious on Sept 29, 2006 15:28:18 GMT -5
The door flew open, and in came a sluggish looking orc about six feet tall. He wlaked over to a table and sat down, and odered a beer as if it was his regular schedule.
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Post by Mr. Johnson on Oct 2, 2006 10:38:02 GMT -5
perhaps I should change my name to Mr Anderson =D
when your ready for your own room let Braddoc or I know (braddoc may be a little faster at the moment but I know hes gonna be AFK for a 2 week period) and we can get you a table set up in the appropriate area
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Post by shasta on Oct 2, 2006 19:27:18 GMT -5
*For Cakes*
The bartender pours two pints and janders over to your table. Without waiting for an invitation, he sits opposite you, offering you one of the beers.
"Name's Tiny, chummer. You look like you might have a little something on your mind. This ain't your regular joint... what happened? You miss a meeting, mate?
*For the rest*
It's exactly what you expected. It's the epitome of cliches. Its so comfy, it feels like you're in your favorite trid drama. Its....
The back room at the Rusty Nail.
Its got an honest-to-god, old fashioned, green felt topped card table, with 2 chairs and six stools around it. The only illumination in the room comes from the low-hanging fluro tubes suspended about 3 feet off the felt. The light illuminates bilious clouds of cigar smoke, drifting slowly toward the light like lazy moths. To complete the picture, O'Toole sits in one of the chairs, a card shoe at his left shoulder and a green plastic visor perched precariously on his prodigious forehead.
"Fellas, the game is 5 card draw. Mr. J here will lay out the job while you play. Take a seat."
Mr. Johnson takes the other seat, sitting to O'Toole's right, his bodyguard, as always, standing calmly behind and slightly to the left. There is a moderately-sized pile of chips in front of the Johnson's chair, and a roughly equally sized pile on the felt in front of each of the four stools.
O'Toole starts dealing.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2006 20:31:13 GMT -5
Skidds takes a seat at the table . Damn I can rip down an engin but cards ........ Frag ! Who playes cards now . I should just givem my chips now . Hope this isn't real cred .
" Not even sure I know how to play this game . But let the card land where they may " Skidds scratches the side of his neck thinking this should be quick for me anyways .
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Post by infinite on Oct 3, 2006 15:58:23 GMT -5
Mateus shrugged as he sat, still making sure that his coat never impeded access to his firearm. As he collected his cards and flipped in the ante, he spoke.
"A game of cards sounds nice and relaxing, Mr. Johnson."
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Post by captianobvious on Oct 3, 2006 16:09:39 GMT -5
Cakes looks up at the bartender "Drek, did i miss it or something? Do you know where it is?"
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Post by shasta on Oct 3, 2006 18:29:01 GMT -5
*puts on public speaking voice*
This is your GM speaking. Mr Johnson has been good enough to furnish me with one of those game rooms for this campaign, so if everyone could please step across to game room 2 in the Shadowrun Gaming Rooms section of the boards. I'd post a link, but I forget how.
That is all.
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Post by Mr. Johnson on Aug 28, 2007 12:53:22 GMT -5
IMPORTANT NEWS!!!
As of September 1st, 2007 the proboards forums will be locked, you will still be able to read the information inside but you will NOT be able to post replys or new threads. If you have not done so already please register at our new site theshadowrun.net. if you have any trouble registering for any reason, please don't hesitate to email me at mrjohnson@theshadowrun.net or admin@theshadowrun.net .
Unfortunately there will be no more unregistered members forums. This is due to an increase of Google Porn Bots posting their ads on the new website. I apologize for this inconvenience. The new site will have access to a chatroom which can be accesses through the panel on the left of the new site. I will also be adding a TeamSpeak server for voice games. If you have any questions or concerns please don't hesitate to email me at the 2 emails listed above, or post your concerns on the website. Thanks for helping me make theshadowrun.net one of the largest pbp (and now pbc) communities.
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