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Bed and Breakfast Pub in Buffalo - Death.RunningVerminator - 11-09-2008
The outcast goes to the man in the trash can....
hmmmmm should i?.......yes i should
DR takes everything on the man
equipment,cloths,items,weopons and anything else
Drags the man outside. Shuves the man into the artroid feild and watches him as he floats away into space.
"hehehehe"
Bed and Breakfast Pub in Buffalo - Shade. - 11-09-2008
Shade watched as the man, wearing clothes similar to his own, dragged the man out of the garbage can, into an asteroid field. Right out of the airlock.
The man was obviously either utterly insane or drunk. Probably a combination of both. Still, it was interesting to see.
Shade sipped his drink, grasping the cup with his mechanic arm. He then, for the fun of it, commenced staring at DR and his movements.
Bed and Breakfast Pub in Buffalo - Death.RunningVerminator - 11-09-2008
As DR walked back into the bed and breakfast pub he noticed that someone was staring at him.
He looked at the man staring at him, his cloths alike as his own.
"its rude to stare, mind not doing it"
Bed and Breakfast Pub in Buffalo - Xydonus - 11-09-2008
A door opens on the far side of the bar... John Savage, steps in. He looks around with a distasteful smile, and a glare that would melt sunspots... He eye's a rogue sitting at the bar, drinking alone and steering into his glass. Savage approaches the individual, as the man on the stool turns to face him, Savage reaches out, grabs the drink and toss's the faint blue liquid within the container over his shoulder. "What the hell are you do...", before he could finish, Savage grab's the man, gives him a straight jab on the chin and pushes him to the ground... He then toss's the container onto the bar, "I'll have what he's having", before looking around at the wired looks he was getting from the crowd.
"Right, listen up, who's responsible for that body that lies afloat outside, hey?"... No one dared answered, Savager enquired again... "Anyone? Well, fine," Savage sits down at the bar, grabs the drink that was handed to him and drinks the entire contents in one foul swoop. "Well, yar see, Bartender, there I was, hoping to come back after a day of being chased by those Navy goons, looking forward to having a nice quiet drink here at the bar... When, out of the blue, a frozen corpse hits off my front shield, causing me to abort dock and nearly crashing into a roid!"...
There was few snigger's in the back, and Savage turned... and they stopped thier snigger.
Bed and Breakfast Pub in Buffalo - Death.RunningVerminator - 11-09-2008
As DR takes a seat, he hears someone asking about the body he just recently thrown outside. "your asking about the body outside, well it was me." When DR saw the body of the man on the ground, he took out a knife and prepared for anything that was about to happen.
hmpf...ive done this before...nothing special, just gotta take out the trash
looking at the angry man "did you hear me? i said it was me!!!"
Bed and Breakfast Pub in Buffalo - Xydonus - 11-09-2008
"O, I hear you just fine", Savage replied, still watching the wall in front of him, not even paying attention to the shouting behind him. He was unaware that the man had a knife, although for Savage, considering the tone involved, he could guess this guy was a bit mad, possibly coming off a cardy binge.
Savage took the last sip out of his drink, and slammed it down onto the bar. He turned around on his stool, with his hand cleverly placed only a few inch's away from his blaster. Savage took a glance, he pondered as he looked at the individual, in strange clothing and with wild eyes, clearly he was up for a fight. He looked around at the small crowd, now gathering, expecting some bloodshed to be spilt.
"So, your responsible, hey?"... Savage gleamed, "Good, then come over here and let me buy you a drink, because that was the most excitment I got out of this boring day", Savage stated. He was still aware of the madness that was present in the man, clearly mad if he decided to throw someone out of the airlock. Savage kept himself alert...
Bed and Breakfast Pub in Buffalo - Death.RunningVerminator - 11-09-2008
"hehehehe, i see that look on you. You think im drunk dont you? Well ill let you in on a little secret...this is my normal mood. You wont be able to tell when i am truly mad. You'll already be gone, but i will say this. I like your attitude."
DR takes a seat beside the man and grabs a drink, "the names DR. You?"
Bed and Breakfast Pub in Buffalo - Caelum - 11-09-2008
Shade looked at DR before DR walked away. He put down his cup with his visible robotic arm and whispered.
"As a matter of fact, I will stare at whom I like."
He smiled as he picked up his cup again. He was unsure if he had even been heard before the man had walked towards Savage.
Bed and Breakfast Pub in Buffalo - jshkornmiller - 11-09-2008
Gneisenau Wakes up, Still laying on the floor. He gets up and moves to a chair.
"Woah! that was some brew! never been hit that hard before. What you be putting in that stuff."
Barkeep: "Well, that was alot. you downed like a liter and half before you hit the groud. I couldn't beleive my eyes."
"Neh, ok, but that was still some hardcore stuff."
Gneisenau hars someone argueing over a staring problem. He looks at some guy sitting in a chair.
"Hey, eye ballls whats your name?"
Bed and Breakfast Pub in Buffalo - Xydonus - 11-09-2008
"Savage, John Savage",... "DR, interesting name, and would I guess right by saying your an outcast?"...
"I did alot of freelance work for the outcasts, all over the place, now... I'm here, doing some work for the rogues, I'm quite influential around these parts, yar know..."
Savage was about to order another drink, until he saw something in the corner of his eye, and he ducked as fast as he can...
Within an inch of a second, a plasma shot comes racing over his head. He crouches down and lands a perfect shot on the perpetrator, right into the heart of the chest. Smoldering smoke peeped from the hole of the chest, of the man that Savage pushed to the ground earlier on.
Savage put his blaster to bed, in its holster. "Well, that was close", He looked at DR, who had a strange look on him.