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Post by Lord Rykker on May 29, 2015 7:56:32 GMT -5
"Seen a man rip apart two others in armor with barely anything more than his hands. Don't want to think I'm a fucking wizard, want to get actual results. These boys tell me you can provide." He cocks a eyebrow "can you?"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 29, 2015 9:53:43 GMT -5
"The drug comes in as a liquid," he offers. "Likes like juice or somethin'. Then it becomes a powder. Not sure how." OOC - assuming this one is for me? If not, please delete it Morgan rowned. "I see. My friends are hoping to find out where to get it, that's why we came here. Perhaps i can find someone who knows how it transforms." She saw that her companions had moved. That worried her but perhaps they had found out some information. Seeing the two men head for the door, she rose. "Thank you for your assistance. I really must be going." She signalled to her two guards and strode casually over to the bar, checking to see whether the back door was still open or not.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 29, 2015 10:57:07 GMT -5
The door stays open. The small man answers Tim. "Oh you'll be a wizard all right. See things like the past and future and more."
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 29, 2015 11:09:05 GMT -5
"Humph" Tim huffs out as he vmconsiders "Fine enough. You have some then? I have money."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 30, 2015 10:13:06 GMT -5
"Show the money," the small man said. "Dopers try stealing all the time."
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 30, 2015 11:36:58 GMT -5
Tim smiles easily and says "Dopers do indeed" as he a piece of gold appears in his hand that dances between his fingers "Show the merchandise and I can pay you and these gentleman for their... assistance." He keeps a eye on the addicts that had brought him along. If they were going to try something, it would be soon.
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 30, 2015 16:56:31 GMT -5
The man takes a small vial from his shirt, filled with some red stuff. "Sounds fair to me."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 30, 2015 17:31:48 GMT -5
Morgan listens are carefully as she can without drawing too much attention to herself. She ordered another drink at the bar as a pretence.
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 30, 2015 17:44:32 GMT -5
Tim studied the man for a moment, flippes a silver coin to the two addicts to dismiss them, and approaches the small man, gold in his hand. "Must be the stuff. But I'm not looking for a small amount, just for me" he grins crookedly "I want more. A lot more. Enough for a hundred men."
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 30, 2015 20:06:40 GMT -5
The small man scoffs. "That's what dealers are for. You're no dealer, not in my part of town," he said.
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 30, 2015 20:11:46 GMT -5
"I represent them is all. We're a small company. You could be our dealer if you have the opportunity, unless you want to turn it down because you can't get enough of the stuff." Tim crossed his arms over his chest
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Post by The Forgotten God on May 31, 2015 8:30:14 GMT -5
The small man chuckled. "You really think you can afford that much? Bring fifty gold coins to this tavern tomorrow. You can talk to someone higher up the food chain than me, then."
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 31, 2015 8:37:20 GMT -5
The small man chuckled. "You really think you can afford that much? Bring fifty gold coins to this tavern tomorrow. You can talk to someone higher up the food chain than me, then." "Fair enough. See you then." Tim turns and renters the tavern, noticing both the mans and woman accompanying him were watching. He jerks his head to the front door and elks out of the building, heading back to his rooms in the yellow shield. They could talk and walk."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on May 31, 2015 9:17:44 GMT -5
Morgan slowly headed for the front door and headed after Tim.
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Post by Lord Rykker on May 31, 2015 9:28:34 GMT -5
Tim was leaning next to the doorframe, staring across the city to the harbor. He tags alongside her as she walks out. "Think you've heard what I've got" he says "what'd you gather?"
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