At times, Edgar thought that Barrier Gate could feel like a maze filled with hidden rooms and silent hallways. Finding certain places could be difficult. This was not the case for the Blood Money.
Edgar walked in and looked on this place with a sense of foreign beauty. This wasn't what he was accustomed to, but he definitely liked what he saw.. He made his way over to one of the empty tables, and pulled a blank white sticker, and a pen which he'd taken the time to put custom colored ink in from his pocket.
He wrote his name on the sticker, and placed it over his chest. He saw both Silver and Copper engaged in conversation, but feared what might happen if he were to interrupt their discussion. He sat there and waited.
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' Wrote:At times, Edgar thought that Barrier Gate could feel like a maze filled with hidden rooms and silent hallways. Finding certain places could be difficult. This was not the case for the Blood Money.
Edgar walked in and looked on this place with a sense of foreign beauty. This wasn't what he was accustomed to, but he definitely liked what he saw.. He made his way over to one of the empty tables, and pulled a blank white sticker, and a pen which he'd taken the time to put custom colored ink in from his pocket.
It wasn't until he was on his third beer that he realized he was in the Blood Honey, a bar for folk as enjoy sucking down a little hemoglobin as a fetish thing. The Blood Money, being on the DSE Armstrong on the other side of the Coronado system would be one damn hell of a long walk from the Barrier Gate docking ring.
We all imagine he sheepishly, and a few pints lighter, rectified his mistake and wandered over to the correct part of the solar system.
Edgar rushed through the Armstrong. Making sure to read the sign near the front entrance this time. It was an odd sight seeing him closely examine each letter of the entrance sign.
This place wasn't nearly as nice as the other. He was tempted to make his way back to the Blood Honey and enjoy himself until he passed out. The two individuals he'd seen at the Blood Honey were also much more appealing than the two he saw where he was supposed to be.
Somewhat drunk, he stumbled over towards an empty table, and replaced his name tag.
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Zod wandered through the halls. He somehow ended up in a shower with a man though they were both dressed, empty beer mugs in hand and a piece of paper in the other. Only problem was his beer somehow ended in the mans mouth in an ugly angle. He picked himself up and left the man to sleep, though his eyes were wide with shock.
Still dripping, he walked into the Blood Money and looked around. He saw a skimpy looking man sitting by himself so he walked over to him. Grabbing a seat, he threw himself into the chair and looked at the man. He had three name tags on. No, five. He couldn't read anyways.
Edgar had grabbed his datapad when it'd chimed that he'd gotten a new transmission. After listening to it, he got up from the table and made his way toward Copper and Silver.
Halfway through the walk, he turned his head around and saw that someone had sat down where he was earlier, and the man was talking to himself. He couldn't tell if the man had a bad case of multiple personality disorder, or had very dulled senses.
He continued towards the other table.
"Good afternoon, I believe you're the ones I'm supposed to talk to?"
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Copper paused in his musings and turned his head slowly, taking a moment to assess unknown gent exhibit A. He wondered if unknown gent was going to try to sell him something. That could be fun.
He took another pull from the damn near exhausted smoke.
Edgar pointed towards the name tag, on top of the name tag on his shirt.
"Edgar Freemantle, I was told to 'mingle' with Copper and the other Reavers. Although I'm not sure I'll like the Reaver twist on mingling. I believe you're Copper."
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He watches as the man gets up and walks away to some direction. Which one he has no idea. What matters is that he didn't get his drink.
He gets up, stumbles a bit, and knocks a chair over. Righting himself, he strolls over to the man. With his foot, he kicks behind your knees to make you fall forward into a somewhat kneeling position.
He leaned back in his stool, not exactly allowing a ghost of a smile to creep across his face.
Reckon some know me as such, but heaven forbid I intrude on another's conversation. I'll hold back here a spell until you've wrapped up whatever business you have with my sloppy associate here.
As the brute approached Edgar from behind did his dance, he hit his head on the table. His head lulled downwards and blood dripped from his left temple, he quickly regained control of his head, and lifted it upright. More than a bit afraid of whatever was behind him, he was more than eager to comply with his demands.
"You're uh, Zod I take it? I apologize for the late kneel. I'd buy you a drink, but I don't think that'd be satisfying enough. Any idea where I can find the nearest keg?"
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