That sounds like a great idea, a festival for the moon would be a cool addition though maybe a new year tradition, a monthly deal would be taxing on the partying.
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7 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Milo Ventri
Milo knew the moment the door shut that he had made a bad choice, but what else could he do, have her come in and listen to the conversation about his side projects, and how they may be involved with gang related activities. Milo looked at the gun again, Paige started to talk again, was she serious? What made her think that he was going to just up and tell her anything like that? Milo clicked the chamber open, shut it, thumbed the hammer, he was regretting making these stupid things to begin with, now it just goes to show, no easy rides. Milo just wanted to go home, back to Delta, he never wanted to be here like this, he had made a shady deal with Jackie that first week in Sol, trade a gun for some start up cash, something to turn the shitty warehouse into a proper home and shop, now he had four more guns, no serial, no marks other than his caliber marks, that really, only Paige would have known about anyway floating around Sol, maybe they weren't even in the city anymore, he didn't know, but what he did know was that if Paige started digging heavy handed like she was prone to do, she would end up dead.
"Jackie Costa, He bought five guns in total, I'd give you his phone number but its obviously a burner." Milo stood and took the gun to a shelf by his table and pulled out what he needed in a drawer to clean it later, "What do you think you will do with that info? Run in guns blazing and blow the bad guy away? He has handmade firearms, there isn't a law against that." Milo took out a cigar from his drawer and lit it, he took a long draw and looked at Paige, "Another dream becomes a nightmare, all at my own hands, and with you laughing at me." Milo gave her what she wanted, no more half truths, just bitter reality, even in Delta he tried to shift the blame of what happened, the driver that hit him, his depression, even Paige, a lot Paige, but never once would he say he had messed up, now he was singing a new tune, one of someone who knows that at the end of the day our lives are what we make of them. "Honestly it was nice to talk to you like we were almost friends again, almost." Milo took a long pull on his cigar, and set himself to cleaning the hand cannon that Paige had brought in.
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don't worry mah dude, no worries.
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Alisdair
Alisdair tried his best to ignore the cat around his legs, the scent of those furry hellspawn was enough to make him gag, but as he saw that it was actually a yokai his demeanor towards it changed.
"Apologies, I am afraid I have only the honey with me."
Alisdair was soft spoken and sweet sounding himself, however as they reached the dorms Alisdair stopped and took out a single key, he stuck the key in the door and looked to the Kitsune woman.
"If you would just turn the key and unlock the door, the door will always lock behind you, so please do not lose the key."
Alisdair was doing his best to be pleasant, but the woman gave him a bad feeling, one that he usually got from Children of Dawn, and the occasional elf, those that have always look down on those that have not, perhaps she should be his new fascination? No, it would not do, Kitsune are interesting, but the city is full of far more colorful folk, many of whom, he may never see again.
"I do hope that you enjoy your time within the city, if you have questions, do not hesitate to ask a Scholar, we are oathbound to assist." Standard phrases, repetitive behavior, Dairn could almost feel himself choking on it, he needed a new fascination and quickly. He looked to the Cat at his feet, "Is there anything other than food you need as well?" Bakeneko, not a creature that is horribly uncommon, not fit for his Scholarly attention, however he would still assist as was his duty.
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7 yrs ago
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Milo Ventri
Milo looked at the bag on his table, there was a certain thunk as it hit the hard surface, one that denoted something made of steel. Milo took the bag in hand and opened it up, it was definitely gym clothes, an old Diamonds jersey, he and Paige were always the more avid sports fans of their group, he waved his hand by his face jokingly with a jovial smile as to tease Paige, but under the red of her jersey was a distinct silver glint. Milo let his hand wrap around the handle of the hand cannon he had built for Jackie after first coming to Sol, damn, what had Paige done, if she shot Jackie or one of his guys they were sure to come after.... it wasn't his.... the gun was messed up, damaged, it wasn't even clean. Milo took a hard look to the barrel, the gunpowder around the muzzle told him that whoever was using this had not been taking care of it, no oil, not even a light scrub, he had given Jackie full instruction, by his request.
"Paige, who had this?" Milo's demeanor turned from his more relaxed mood to instant rage. Milo if anything was an artist, his medium was steel and wood, brass and powder, and for him to see his work tarnished in this way was like a mustache on the Mona Lisa. "This gun was a gift to a friend of mine, one that I know would take better care of it than this." While mostly true, he also didn't think Jackie was above giving it to an idiot. Milo was white knuckling the handle, but he took a breath and set the gun down on the table before hearing the knock at his door. "Fucking hell, the sign means nothing." but then the words came through, of course it would be Victoria right now, he could have swore he told her he was fine, that she didn't need to come by. She had brought lunch it seemed and it seemed that if his day could get worse it was going to do so, he couldn't turn her away, at least not unless Paige was trying to arrest him, but if that were going to happen she would have a badge and have already tried it.
Milo didn't want Vika involved in any of his messes, especially this one, gunsmithing was a tricky business that he is on the wrong side of at the moment, he looked to Paige.
"Hold on, stay here, though I doubt you planned on leaving." He walked past her with a discerning scowl, still angry over the treatment of his gun. Milo grabbed the door and pulled it open to see Vika there standing in the cold with wine, beer, and food. He was really wishing she had texted him first. He stood in the doorway, filling it as to block the view of the inside.
"Vika? What are you doing? I wish you would have messaged me first, I'm a little stuck at the moment." He pushed the door open further, to reveal the two 'cops' in his shop. "I think something happened to a friend of mine, and they are trying to follow it up, I hate to do this, but can we do this another time? I can take you home really quick if you need me too." Milo wasn't lying, he was worried about Jackie, maybe not that he got hurt, but that he gave away a custom high caliber hand cannon to some piss ant grunt.
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Yeah just pm me we can work it out
We are still accepting though a full demon character would need some serious balancing send me a rough idea we can see how it goes
Alisdair
Alisdair smiled as the woman made her comment, many others had done the same, some came here not to escape pain and fear, some came just to gain more than they had, coming to allow themselves to use more of their supernatural ability to achieve more and more. The woman had a look about her like she had already done well in the world before this, standing among some of the people that had come here with rags for clothing, some who had seen families butchered, but she seems fine, perhaps he felt contempt, compassion for those that had less when they arrive, but it was not his job to decide who entered, just to get them settled.
"Of course, I can send you that way, however entering the dorm is more confusing, please, follow me, I will lead the way."
Alisdair, turned on his heel and began to walk toward the dormitory buildings, they were strange buildings, they didn't look all that large, however it was the magic of them that made them work, the buildings only had a few different sized doors, and it was the key that made the difference, the Scholars built the enchantments to allow the key to magically bring the tenet to a sort of pocket dimension where the room exists, the magic that led to this was difficult to understand for even some of the skilled Scholars.
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7 yrs ago
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Milo Ventri
Paige just shoved her way in. that woman just did as she pleased, the badge must be going to her head again. the other woman wasn't as confident, was she even a cop? Milo couldn't see a badge on either of them, he could however see the handgun in Paige's belt, she was armed as always, though if she thought he was going to fight her she wouldn't have come in, the shop wasn't large enough for her to take him out with a gun as easily, and hand to hand, Milo was the better fighter, though he wasn't going to fight with her, as much as he blames her for his life going to hell, he knows he would have done the same in her shoes now. As she stopped at his table Milo stepped out of the shop and back into his house, only to return with a stack of plates and cups, he set them on the table as Paige started to give him shit about the liquor.
"Are you really gonna bad mouth my liquor? I remember not too long ago, at that Diamonds game you were putting it back as fast as me, no way we were paying eight bucks for a beer." Milo laughed a bit as he lifted the hood on the smoker and pulled the pork shoulder in the pan, he set down the tongs for it and put out the flames. "You got here as I was finishing my meal prep for the week, but I suppose since I have guests, you two can have at it, I will just make some more, besides, it isn't like anyone around this town can cook a pork butt and ribs." Milo looked at his hand as she mentioned it, "It isn't the first time I have cut myself, however I will say I am still tipsy from that drinking and stitching."
Milo sat down in his chair after getting his plate of pork and ribs down and poured some liquor into the cup then slid the bottle to Paige, he laughed as he thought of the days of them getting way too drunk out by the bay, most of those days were just like this when they began, though Milo still wondered why she was here, it wasn't like she was just coming by to hang out, those days feel so far away still.
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