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The Green Hell Beergarden - Riley Mackenzie - 10-10-2010 ![]() Riley walks down into Hell's front foyer and hangs a left towards Murphy Central. While passing the small auxiliary 'tourist bar' & gift shop just inside the entryway, Riley queries his Neural Net, searching for the location of Matthew Grim.
Once the locator signal returns, Riley's Neural Net translates that information only within his personal sight line, appearing as digital arrow overlays upon the cobblestone pavement, leading around the bend & straight to The Banger Grim. Trotting at a brisk pace on the outer ringstrasse, he notices a different feeling in his bones. 'What is it?' he thinks to himself. 'the air isn't as heavy or something' Glancing past the arrows on his digital trail, he figures it out & says out loud, "Now THAT just rocks!!" Honeycomb patterned in many of the exposed rocky areas of the cavern walls & celing, between all the lights and atmospheric fans sit hundreds of large monitor screens, acting as windows to the outside. 'That's what it is' Riley thinks to himself again. 'The underlying sense of claustrophobia is reduced...how cool is that?' The trail ends at Matthew, & the new arrival was happily surprised to see Declan and Hannah here as well. Happier than Hannah seemed at least who appeared abit put off at her being interrupted at Riley's approach. The Green Hell Beergarden - ErikssonJeny - 11-25-2010 ![]() Eriksson sits down by the same table he did 2 months ago and starts reading the bretonian "Times". After a while he puts the newspaper down and starts writing a message to Mr. Faolan, Mr.Hunt and Ms.Sequoia. The message reads as follows: "I have arrived to Islay. I would like to set up a meeting in the Green Hell as soon as possible. Also, all drinks are on me." *signed* Eriksson Ravenov *signed* Eriksson sits back and starts reading the newspaper again. The Green Hell Beergarden - Kontrazec (Somni) - 11-27-2010 *A tall,skinny and scruffy black man enters the bar.It is noticeable that his left eye has been replaced by a rather visible micro-optic assembly.His hair drops down in long dreadlocks to the bend of his knees,and his other eye practically glows a vibrant green.His facial expression can only be described as "vague",as he approaches the bar. He says something unintelligible to the bartender,who gives him a puzzled look.The man then corrects himself and says in a drawn-out,tropical-raised accent: "I'll be havin' da strongest drink ya got.I be needin' it." The barkeep nods and turns around to do his magic.The man turns around on his barstool ponderously.To whoever is sitting in the room,it is now obvious the man in question is the newest Nature's Last Hope recruit,one named Jonah.He nods lazily,as though to himself,and stares into the holo-screen which was currently displaying the Islay base economic standings.As the barkeep motions him over,the man readily picks up a glass of some churning green liquid and chugs it down with record speed.The barkeep gave the man an astonished look and quickly leapt out of the way,as if half-expecting the man to explode. "Whatcha lookin' at me that way,mon?Somthin' wrong...?Oh wait,what the he..." Upon not quite finishing his thought,the man's head rapidly lowers toward the bar,hitting the alloy surface with a loud thud.It's obvious he won't be moving again for some time. The Green Hell Beergarden - etiainen - 11-27-2010 The subtle sound of a slow flute melody playing in the background is distorted by the constant hum of people chatting, glasses clinking, and an occasional loud laughter or a giggle. This unusual rhapsody of sound was enriched with loud and fast-paced footsteps steadily becoming louder and louder, belonging to Druce… “Late as always”, he sighs to himself while being a little bit short of breath, as he enters Green Hell in haste. He passes around the bar, signaling the cute barmaid to bring him his usual flagon of mead. He couldn’t help but notice the barman trying to get one of his new, currently out-cold recruits off of the floor. “Heh, I always keep telling ‘em ta start slowly from th’ weaker stuff…” he chuckles a bit and he helps the barmaid drag him to a nearby sofa, positioning him in the corner next to two girls. “Anna, Meri, could ya please check up on him as soon as th’ lad wakes up?” he winks at them and leaves the unconscious man in the company of the two giggling girls, heading towards the table where Eriksson is sitting. “Nice to meet ya again, Mr Eriksson! Sorry it took me so long. We’ve had a few buggery neighbors ta take care of…Ya know how th’ relations can get cranky.” He puts off his cape, strokes his hand through his dreadlocks and sits down opposite to Eriksson. The Green Hell Beergarden - ErikssonJeny - 11-27-2010 No problem Mr.Faolan, we're not in a hurry. Well, now that we have settled I think we could use some drinks. *Eriksson waves at the bartender to come over.* I think I'll have a cup of tea and some apple pie. How about you Mr.Faolan, can't negotiate on an empty stomach can you? The Green Hell Beergarden - etiainen - 11-27-2010 Upon the mention of food, Druce's stomach makes a complaining grumble. "Now that ya mention it, I havenae eaten all day." he says a bit ashamed from the loud sound his bowels have made. "Alright, so an applie pie fer you an' a cup of tea? Hmm...I think I'll have bot of that as well. Been a while since I've had a cup of good tea, I have t' admit. he chuckles lightly and nods to the barmaid. So, my first inquiry goes t'wards th' Chester. Have ya done any progress there, if I may ask? News are movin' fast. Not by our initiation, of course, but ya know, it's becomin' a frequent route an' a lot of bypassers are curious...sadly, sometimes at th' expence of their lives..." The Green Hell Beergarden - ErikssonJeny - 11-27-2010 Well, sadly, oue operation were stopped in Chester when the Bretonian government interfered saying that they can deal with the situation there, which, obviously, they didn't. But if the bretonian government reduces hostility towards us and let us help them in Chester it should come out fine. Our base building project in the Taus has also been put to a hold sadly. But our agents still operate in Bretonia happily knowing allies re around the corner *laughs* The Green Hell Beergarden - sadtranslation - 11-27-2010 ![]() Sequoia spent a hour sleeping and two hours waking up after she got a call. Eriksson was around here. Sequoia definetely found it pretty nice, but not after she slept a hour. "Meh", - she thought while walking down the stairs blaming Eriksson and the floor along with the walls and celling. "Meh", - she added when she rammed into the closed door. "Meh", "Meh", "Meh", "Meh" - four times she rammed someone. She entered the Hell and finally ran into Eriksson and Druce getting drinks. "Eric!" The Green Hell Beergarden - ErikssonJeny - 11-27-2010 Why hello there Ms.Hart, how nice too see you down here. Care to sit down and have a drink with us two? The Green Hell Beergarden - etiainen - 11-27-2010 Hah, figures! I didnae expect anythin' else from those bloody sassanach! Well, ye've got our supp... Eric! Druce nearly jumps out of his seat, not expecting such a loud voice [color=#33CC00]"Ah, Sequoia!" he chuckles a bit puffy and pulls a chair for Sequoia from the next table, while trying to stop his heart from racing. ... Nice of ya ta join us. Aye, feel free ta have a piece of pie as well, while we wait fer Greg ta arrive." |