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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
9/19/2015 7:18:53 PM
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[b]A fallen, wearing strange hunter-looking gear walks in front of him.[/b]
English
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Xander lent back in a casual position, his right arm resting on the back of the bench, level with his shoulder line. His eyes are naturally drawn to the guardian, something was unnerving about the being, it didn't seem to piece together. He watched it walk closer before clearing his throat "Ahem.. Ma'am, may inquire as to what you're doing on such a fine day in the tower?.."
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[b]she turns towards the voice, slightly startled.[/b] [i]"Oh! Sorry I didn't see you there. Well, I was done with my bounties for the day, so I decided to come visit the tower. It's been a long time since I've been here. Who are you?"[/i] [b]her English sounded perfect, without accent and unbroken.[/b]
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Xander smiles behind the visor, retaining the smile as his ghosts dematerialises his helmet to reveal the angular male face "I myself have only recently returned from Venus, I've spent a few years away from the tower now, many things have changed" His eyes hold a bright flame of curiosity, burning neither than many other warlocks, eager to know about the huntress
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[spoiler]FINALLY SOMEONE WHO READS THE DAMN BIO BEFORE INTERACTING You are immediately on my good list sir[/spoiler] [b]she takes off her helmet, her Eliksni face rather charming. She smiles, her four blue eyes shining brightly.[/b] [i]"well, nice to meet you. My name is, well, is Jessica. I know, I know... not really fallen for a name, but my mother really wanted it."[/i]
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The expression on his face didn't change, not even the slightest fracture or crinkle appeared as the curiosity inside him flared. "Fallen huh?.. I've seen many things in my time but fallen welcomed into the tower is a first.." He pauses, Xander being a man that thought his words through first and said them later. "If you're free I'd like to buy you a drink.. I know a quiet bar in the city and you can cure my curiosity" He flashed her a subtle, elegant smile.
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[i]"wait until you see my cousin, he's a Cabal!"[/i] [b]she laughs shortly, a light, elegant laugh.[/b] [i]"but yes, I'm available."[/i] [b]she smiles at him, her white teeth shining.[/b]
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He laughs with her, harmonising rather smoothly, unsure if what she said about the cabal was truth or not. "Then let's venture out into the deep dark city" He speaks in a light tone, something he hasn't actually done in a long time. They both exit the tower and walk through the city streets before stopping outside a building between two others. The warlock led first as he walks down the steps to the bar, furnished a lot like an old country bar in areas of England and America pre-collapse. The bar itself was made of a solid oak table top, the floor a series of weathered planks of wood that set a sturdy foundation under drunken boots. Xander walked to a quiet table in the corner of the establishment, hidden mostly from the light basking the room from the window above, level with the knees of passers by ((The bar is semi underground if that makes sense..))
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[b]she sits at the table with him, getting a few strange looks from the other customers.[/b] [i]"ooh, nice place!"[/i] [b]she looks around, observing the bar.[/b] [i]"I've never been here before... huh..."[/i]
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Edited by Mr z MillZzY: 9/19/2015 11:09:49 PMHe sat with a graceful manor, emitting an aura of confidence and wisdom. "Let me buy you that drink then.. What would it be?" He asks the fallen, something strange yet comfortable despite never communicating with one before
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[i]"hmm... oh! Scotch. My mother's favorite drink. Well, at least every time she swinged by the tower she tried to get one."[/i] [b]she chuckles.[/b]
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With that the warlock stood, walking over to the bar as he greeted the exo behind the oak table top. "Scotch and the usual please" He converses with the bot, an ex marine model that was almost decommissioned after the collapse. He takes the two glasses back to the table, one holding the scotch and the other holding a strait whiskey. "So miss.. Why is there a fallen walking around the tower speaking perfect English?.."
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Edited by Shadlezz: 9/19/2015 11:47:57 PM[i]"well, because my mother is an Exo, and that my father is a baron of the house of Rain. My brother is the Kell of the house of Light."[/i]
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Xander looks at her with a warm smile as he drinks more from the strong spirit. "I won't question how that variable came around, however I do say it is interesting having a fallen around the tower.. I hear of one named Variks at the queens outpost in the reef.."
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[i]"well, me and ny cousin are guardians. He's a titan, and I'm a hunter."[/i] [b]she smiles at him, taking a sip from her drink.[/b] [i]"I have to say, you are quite the gentleman... I think it's the first time someone has ever bought me a drink."[/i]
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Xander almost smirked behind the glass as he drank. "It was custom back before my revival, to offer a drink to someone that captivated your interest.." He tipped the glass slightly to her before setting it down again, a small symbol of respect to the fallen.
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[i]"ooh! Someone who has caught your interest, am I...? Oh, I am humbled..."[/i] [b]she smirks.[/b] [i]"and what is so interesting about a little old girl such as I?"[/i]
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He rotated the glass in his hand, swirling the liquid in a clockwise fashion. "It isn't every day you see a fallen in the tower.. Reminds me off the face time I saw an awoken in the same garden on that same bench.." He huffs a breath, something humouring him. "Strange that.. Maybe more off you will start popping up around the tower like the awoken did.."
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[i]"I don't think that'll really happen, seeing as I was born in the light, which is how I recieved my gift. I'm unique..."[/i] [b]she smiles at him, her cheeks blushing ever so slightly.[/b]
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The flame in his eyes finished a little as his curiosity was satisfied for now, finishing the last of his drink. "So.. Jessica.. What are your plans now?.. I'm off to the dreadnought myself to gather research for the Vanguard"
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[i]"aww... leaving already? But you just started being so interesting... I don't have any plans for tonight... and we were on such a good track..."[/i] [b]she does a slight pouty expression to show her disappointment.[/b] [i]"you would give up on a girl, would you...?"[/i]
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His lips from a grin, sly and seductive at the same time. "Oh I didn't mean now.. Oh I still need to file some documents away in the towers archives and make sure I'm prepared to set up in the hive ship.. Would you like me to peruse this girl tonight?" He winks softly as he rubs his thumb on the empty glass in his hand.
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[b]she chuckles seductively.[/b] [i]"ooh, this girl would like that [b]very,[/b] very much..."[/i] [b]she grins, leaning on the table, making sure her cleavage was visible, yet hidden, enticing as much as it could be.[/b]
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The current situation wasn't knew to Xander in certain ways, of course the fact she was Fallen was the biggest change but all in all he hadn't been in a situation like this since before he left for Venus. "Then would this girl you speak of accept on offer of more drinks back at my apartment near the tower?.." He looks into her eyes, the void flame burning in his eye.
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[i]"oh yes, she accepts wholeheartedly..."[/i] [b]she gives him one of her hands for him to take her to his home, following his gentleman act.[/b]
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The two walk back through the streets, this time her arms are wrapped around his. They enter the white building and walk towards the elevator that takes them up to the top floor. "You won't know this being a hunter but us warlocks are paid in bucket loads by the vanguard.. I don't even know why but I'm not going to turn down free glimmer" He opens the door with a wave of his hand, the penthouse lit by moon light as he slides his finger up a smart screen on the wall that sets a low light around the flat. He walks to the mini bar and grabs a bottle of vintage wine and a pair of glasses, bringing them over before pouring and suiting on the comfy sofa.
