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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 1:17:11 GMT -5
A young man walked down the streets of the city, a black bandana tied around his mouth, it had a skeletal looking mouth in white imprinted onto it. He had on a black sleeveless shirt on, a white dragon made of bones on the front and on the back at the bottom in white gothic letters was the word 'unrepentant'. Then he had on black jeans, chains hanging from them. A black bag hung over his shoulder lazily as he walked, his eyes hidden by dark brown hair.
I wonder where Killian is, the bloody-ijit never phoned meh back. Bastard. Declin thought to himself, frowning deeply under the bandana and looking around from under his hair, he tried to stray away from the women on the street as much as possible. Maybe I can ask someone in a bar for help... He thought and started to look for a bar somewhere.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2008 1:19:18 GMT -5
Syla sat in a bar, wearing a trench coat to conceal her seductive form. Ugh...I hate earth men. They all just wanna fuck! she thought, then laughed out loud, startling an old guy next to her. What am I thinking that for! She shook her head and ordered another drink. She didn't have an earth I.D. yet, so she was only drinking soda.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 1:23:52 GMT -5
Declin walked into the bar and went to the bar counter, he took a seat in a stool near and old man that was near the blond haired woman. He ordered a beer, he didn't care about the law in the city, in Ireland he had started drinking in bars when he was ten. "Eh! Do you know a man by the name of Killian, coot?" He questioned, to the old man in a very thick accented voice.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2008 1:30:31 GMT -5
The old man blinked at him. He hadn't understood him. He looked back at Syla who was looking for something in her trenchcoat. Syla looked over at him and grinned. She loved that accent.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 1:33:27 GMT -5
His eyes widened at the woman and he quickly looked away from her, thoroughly frightened at the grin. The bar tender gave him his beer and he took it happily, giving him a nod and then taking a large gulp of the booze. "Old man, ye can't understand meh can you?" Declin questioned him, giving the old coot a blank look.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2008 1:36:44 GMT -5
The old man grinned at him kindly. Syla rolled her eyes. "You'd have better luck with a deaf mute, kiddo. Maybe I can help!" she offered, smirking at him. "You scared of me or something?"
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 1:38:26 GMT -5
"Uh... Er... Hehe. Aye, I am, mam." Declin replied in a nervous voice, looking at her, some hair moving out of the way to show a blank, light grey eye, it stared at her and then then hair moved in front of it again.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2008 1:39:54 GMT -5
"You're scared of me?" she asked, shocked. Syla moved so she was sitting by him. "You a queer or something?" she asked, not meaning to be offensive. Syla just spoke like that often.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 1:42:59 GMT -5
Declin stared at her for a while, his mouth was opened slightly underneath the bandana. "Hell no, mam! I ain't know fuggin faggot." He stated and moved his bandana up a bit, taking a drink of the beer and watching her. "now, can ye help me out? Do ye know Killian?"
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2008 1:45:25 GMT -5
"Refresh my memory and I might." she said. Syla smirked at him. "Or..." she motioned ot his drink, meanikng get me something you weirdo. She wanted osme booze. Dang Earth laws.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 1:46:38 GMT -5
He frowned and then ordered another beer, it came and was given to Syla. "Now do ye know who i'm talking about, mam?" Declin asked, eyes on her, he really needed to know.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2008 1:50:04 GMT -5
"I might." she purred out once more, taking a swig of her beer. Syla winked at him and stood. "I might not too." She tossed that over her hsoulder, swayed her hips, and left hte bar. I gotta ship and crew to find. she thought.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 1:52:12 GMT -5
"Wah... What?!" He growled and stood up, following after her quickly. "Well do ye or don't ye?" Declin questioned her, pulling down the bandana and showing her the lower portion of his face, he was afraid of her but he had to find his cousin.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2008 1:57:46 GMT -5
"Do I or don't I?' she mused aloud. Syla shrugged and finished her beer then tossed it into the alleyway. Syla slid down another alleyway farther down that led to the water area.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 2:01:44 GMT -5
Declin followed behind her closely, he wouldn't leave until she answered his question. "Come on, mam! Wha' do ye want from meh?" He asked her, stuffing the bandana into her pocket and then his hands moving into his back pockets.
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