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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 12:32 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 12:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 1:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 1:23 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 1:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 1:36 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 1:58 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 2:17 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 2:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 2:29 pm
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TheDiceman Rash Cash Well to keep my business going, I got to serve drinks. I do huh. I'd thought this place would be rumbling with customer's and job request's. So what are you doing here In the low part of mogul. You look like you could be royalty. "Royalty! Hahaha..." Dice shakes his head. "You know how to make a guy smile even on a dreary evening like this." He takes another sip from his glass, his previously grim face showing a slight grin. "We all got our own stories I suppose. For the moment, suffice it to say it has been a rough few days and I needed to get away." (Somehow, treating a bar like an RP just makes it more entertaining for me now I am off to change into smoe more appropriate avi clothing...)
Hey a smile, It's been awhile since I seen one of those. Yes we do have our stories. If not rude to ask, what's your story. What brings you to this low bar, In the low part of the island* looking curious he takes a seat behind bar right in front of you*
(That would be a good idea)
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 2:32 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 2:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 2:53 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 3:00 pm
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Rash Cash No I didn't, don't be so nervous, I won't tell anyone. So your a hired man eh*pours you some more scotch wanting you to continue* I'm sorry for being rude, you don't have to continue If you don't want to.
"No, no, its alright, just my nerves..." Dice drinks deeply from his refilled glass. "I am actually more of a hired hand. I don't get real involved or anything, they call onn me when they need an extra set of eyes or a discreet delivery, that kind of stuff. I never killed no one or anything, and perish the thought! My Ma would do backflips in her grave and send Pa back from the dead to show me whats for." He shifts slightly on his stool, trying to get more comfortable. "But this last call I answered... well things went bad, REAL bad, and I am the only one who saw what happened..." He drifts off, staring down into his scotch for s few moments.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 3:09 pm
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