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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/30/2017 10:16:55 PM
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[i]It's getting late have you seen my mates
Ma tell me when the boys get here
It's seven o'clock and I want to rock
Want to get a belly full of beer[/I]
[b][i]-Elton John, Saturday Night's Alright For Fighting. [/i][/b]
[i]Another day, another drink. That was the mantra JT found himself living by, with each weekend he found himself in the bar. The same bar he went to when nothing new was going on in his life.
Aveline and Benny were heading the search for the killer and Derek had been attending an Extryte corporate meeting, leaving JT all alone for the time being. The Marshal hanged his hat on the rack in the bar and his pistols on the table in front of him, to either side of a brown bottle of Crown Royal on the table. The bar was as dead as his current activity, and so he waited for someone interesting to hopefully walk through that front door. [/i]
((Open. This is a boredom post.))
English
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[b][i]She decided it couldn't hurt to move over near the man, and decided to take the seat next to him. She smiled st him a bit, a warm one as she took the seat next to him.[/i][/b] "Hi."
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[i]"Evening pass. You need here?" JT asked. He knew most of the regulars here, though didn't recognize her. [/i]
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"Yeah." [b][i]She says.[/i][/b] "Still just not used to seeing so many people." [b][i]She says, her eyes still scanning the crowds[/i][/b]
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[i]"You one of them nomadic folk, then? Amish or whatever they call them?" JT inquired, the bartender bringing her a beer. JT knew the bartender, and he was always willing to give him and friends free drinks after JT helped the guy. [/i]
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"No, just, never really been around too many people." [b][i]She says smiling a bit. Something said about her though that she didn't want to talk about her pasy[/i][/b]
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[i]"Well, you'll love it here," JT sarcastically replied, the bottle of Stella Artois being put on front of her. "I'm JT. Not my real name, long story." [/i]
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"I'm Eris." [b][i]She said, not hiding her won name after not having it used for so long now. She picked up the drink as she took a small sip.[/i][/b]
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[i]"Nice name." [/i]
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"thank you" [b][i]She said, as she drank a bit. She seemed surprised by the drink, as if she wasn't used to it[/i][/b]
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[i]JT noticed the odd feeling that she had, and gave a quick chuckle. "First drink's always real bad tasting, the second is where it gets good." [/i]
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[b][i]She laughed a bit as well, taking another drink[/i][/b] "It's just something uncommon where I'm from. To drink, that is."
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[i]"They outlaw it?" [/i]
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"No, it's just something mainly done by the wealthy. Others have other things to worry about."
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[i]"Yeah, that makes sense. Is it expensive over there?"[/i]
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"Yes. And it's considered a very important affair. From what I can see, a lot different then here." [b][i]She said, taking a sip[/i][/b]
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[i]"Around 'ere, the wealthy have wine and the middle class has whiskey." [/i]
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"The middle class didn't drink much, and a lower class citizen like me could only dream of it."
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[i]"You don't strike me as the poor type." [/i]
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"Some people helped me when I got here." [b][i]She said, adjustment no the black band around her neck a bit, as she took another drink.[/i][/b] "I've started making some money as well. Where I'm from, you can usually tell someone's status by their [i]Vashka[/i]. Or, coverings, in English." [b][i]She said, showing the coverings on her arms, as well as sliding up the lower leg of her pants to reveal similar coverings on her legs[/i][/b]
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[i]"Got a bank account? I'll contribute some cash your way." [/i]
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"Thank you, but you don't have to. I can't ask that from a random person." [b][i]She says. [/i][/b]
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[i]"Just shut up and take the cash," JT jokingly said. He had literal billions, money was no issue to him. [/i]
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"Thank you then." [b][i]She said smiling a bit[/i][/b]
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[i]"Not an issue. Where can I transfer it to you?" [/i]
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[b][i]She gave him the information he would need, though careful not to give any extra[/i][/b]
