originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b]Dojoville Bar, 10:00 PM[/b]
[i]The door opened with a ding from a low-hanging bell inside, alerting the bartender of an incoming presence to the moderately full bar. The stench of alcohol masked the metallic scent of the cowboy as he wandered in slowly, brass stars on the backs of his boots clinking with each step he made up to the bar ahead of him. JT had his hat placed on the bar and he ordered the drink of the evening, a whiskey with two cubes of ice, before the bell rang again and JT sighed with annoyance.
Approaching him was a lonesome woman and her two compatriots, either in a similar duster to the cowboy with the woman in a darker one than heaven he wore. They took their places beside the cowboy, all the whilst the blonde-haired female approached the other side of the counter as if she owned the place and started pouring all three of them a whiskey. The first to get the drink was JT, and the others got theirs after the woman grabbed the order from a minute ago and started sipping on it.
"It's been a while, JT," the woman said, a sharp grin placing itself on her lightly tanned face. Her accent wasn't the same Texan tone that the Marshal always maintained, rather she had a voice without an accent to it. Beyond generic, if she didn't also have a distinctly smooth voice and deeper than usual words adjoining her slow speaking. She leaned over the counter slightly and put her elbows on them, tucking them inwardly as the man to JT's left removed his jacket. He was instantly recognizable by JT, as soon as the dragon tattoo on his arm was seen and the kevlar vest on his body was revealed.
"What is this, a -blam!-in' family reunion?" JT inquired. He laughed in unison with the other man, Derek, and the woman simply stayed silent in her own glass. She placed it against the table gently, removing the duster to reveal a tucked plaid shirt and a pair of tight jeans.
"You could say that," said the fourth and final man. This one was not quite as recognizable, though JT could tell who he represented with the coat.
"Let's get down to business," the woman, Aveline, said to the three of them. "We know that Lopez couldn't find Maurice and Vaughn's dead. That leaves us four, Nat, and Anisha, yeah?"
"Anisha said she didn't know anything." Derek reached into the pocket of his olive cargo pants and pulled out a black box, putting it on the desk in front of him. A small hologram popped up a foot above it, displaying a few text files. It zoomed between them, displaying hundreds of lines of information before it pulled up a picture of a slate grey flask. It had a red fireball imprinted upon it - A message.
"Well, shit... Anybody know what this means?" Aveline asked the group, staring at the documents. The rest of the bar was either too drunk to notice or just didn't care. She was thanking the gods that the Dojoville denizens found this kind of thing to be normal, consodering the Dojo.
"It means we're being hunted," the fourth man said. He pulled out a similar flask, leaving it on the counter. "Found this in Anisha's room last month, before I got here."
"Y'all bang it out?" JT playfully asked, giving the man a playful tease. His relations to the female Marshal had been all he needed to recognize the figure as Benny. Aveline shot him a disapproving glare and Derek took a sip from his drink, closing the hologram and pocketing the box shortly after. "Not the time? Fine. Anyone have any leads?"
The group noticed someone was listening in, however, and quieted down. [/i]
((Open))
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"I am actually im 28."says xexa [i]Xexa giggles a little bit when he asks.[/i]
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[i]"Damn, you definitely don't look that old. I guessed 23 at most."[/i]
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Edited by NightBloomsFell: 10/24/2017 9:08:26 PM"Well i am 28 though to be fair your not the first to say that."says xexa [i]she smiles and giggles a bit. [/i] "Probably wont be the last either. Not that its a bad thing."says Xexa
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[i]"You get that often? Damn, my flirt game is gettin' old."[/i]
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"Your game aint to bad mr. And seen some pretty sad efforts at flirting too."says Xexa [i]Marcella chuckles knowing full well jt is at flirting.[/i]
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[i]"What kinda shit's other people been on about then?"[/i]
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"Not much really just same typical bs. Nothing new other than tinkering with my guns and ship. Mida thinks really funny sometimes changing my password as soon as i enter it"says Xexa [i]it is funny especially when get about that."says mida[/i]
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[i]"So I take it a "Let me put my revolver in your holster" pun is too overdone?" JT jokingly asked. [/i]
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"Ha thats a first time i heard that one nice"says Xexa [i]she giggled at the innuendo finding it amusing.[/i]
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[i]"Damn, the ol' six shooter lives up to its name once again, it looks like." [/i]
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"I guess so usually at this point i tell the guy im too much for him to handle. But something tells me your very capable in that regard."says Xexa [i]she winks at him and finishes her drink.[/i] "Although most that do end up getting stabbed though cause too drunk to get a clue"says Xexa
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[i]"So naturally you'd want someone who's good and can hold his drink, seems like I'd be a good fit. In more than one way." [/i]
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"Probably but then again i have the feeling that your type that would find myself in bed but hey fun shit always happens in bars."says Xexa [i]Marcella chuckles[/i] "Spirited ain't she. I bet she gets into all sorts of mischief." Says Marcella
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[i]"Yeah, and mischief is just as fun as bars." [/i]
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"It certainly is and always leads to either fun or embarrassing situations. I had my hand in both just not here just yet"says xexa with a chuckle
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[i]"Maybe I can be the first from here, then?" JT slyly asked. [/i]
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"Yeah maybe it's a strong possibility."says Xexa in a teasing manner. [i]she giggled and Marcella chuckles.[/i] "Always smooth as hell jt."says Marcella
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[i]"Better smooth than blunt yeah?" [/i]
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"A man that is smooth is much better than a blunt one. Plus it's more appealing to certain women. but im pretty sure i dont have to tell you that though."says Xexa [i]Marcella giggled [/i] "Yeah he definitely doesn't that for sure. "says Marcella slyly
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[i]"D'aww, y'all flatter me." [/i]
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"Hehe yeah but its the truth though"says Marcella [i]Xexa giggled at Marcella's comment.[/i] "Yeah but you would be surprised to hear what you we were talking about before you came over ain't that right Marcella"says Xexa clearly teasing her "hehe yeah that was something all right."says Marcella
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[i]"Was it that training session?" JT teasingly inquired, shooting Marcella a sultry and inquisitive look. [/i]
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"Uh huh that and i was picking on her cause ended in one my spider's webs earlier today and kinda flashed me when she was upside down."says Marcella [i]Xexa turns a little red looks away as Marcella chuckles.[/i] "Marcella.. that wasn't on purpose you know."says Xexa "Oh i know still fun to tease you about just little and hey they pretty nice pair if makes you feel any better."says Marcella teases [i]this makes xexa blush more.[/i]
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[i]"Lucky girl. Both of you - One for the good tîts, the other for getting to see." [/i]
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"Yeah.. thanks"says Xexa [i]Marcella chuckles at Xexa who is still blushing a bit.[/i] "Dont know why so embarrassed Xexa its not like he's seen your tits and i gotten too"says Marcella