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Seedy's
Aug 8, 2012 19:56:00 GMT -5
Post by The Stranger on Aug 8, 2012 19:56:00 GMT -5
The bar stank of cigarette smoke and B.O, and was well populated with a mixture of obvious low-level petty crooks, ganger wannabes, off-duty PMC guys, and working girls. A real live bartender, with a grasping claw metal arm was wiping a scarred oak bar top down with a rag.
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Seedy's
Aug 8, 2012 20:12:40 GMT -5
Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 8, 2012 20:12:40 GMT -5
Tyler walked in, took a look around and headed to the bar, intent on a double whiskey.
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Seedy's
Aug 8, 2012 20:14:39 GMT -5
Post by The Stranger on Aug 8, 2012 20:14:39 GMT -5
The bartender looked over at him, "You can have anything you want, as long as its neat." he said, gesturing at Tyler with a clawed hand.
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 9, 2012 1:27:27 GMT -5
He ordered a double whiskey on the rocks. He tried to pick up some of the nearest conversation and see if any of it was about the shooting.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 9, 2012 8:39:40 GMT -5
The bartender gave Tyler the double minus the ice. There was a lot of chatter and heavy music so it was hard to zone in on any one conversation. Of those who seemed most likely to know, were the four men in black leather coats marked with the image of a head on a spike, and the two PMC guys at the bar in bdus and armored vests, pistols in drop leg holsters.
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Seedy's
Aug 9, 2012 14:32:47 GMT -5
Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 9, 2012 14:32:47 GMT -5
He took a sip of the whiskey and winced, then took another. He waited till the bartender came back around,"Did you hear about the shooting at the bus stop?"
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Seedy's
Aug 9, 2012 15:12:35 GMT -5
Post by The Stranger on Aug 9, 2012 15:12:35 GMT -5
"Yeah. Bunch of gangers shot up a bunch of folks, killed two I think?" He didn't sound sure.
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Seedy's
Aug 9, 2012 15:20:22 GMT -5
Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 9, 2012 15:20:22 GMT -5
He finished the glass of whiskey, ordered another and pulled out a hundred nu-yen. He placed it on the bar but kept his fingers on it. "Where could I go to get information on who the gangsters were?"
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Seedy's
Aug 9, 2012 15:28:32 GMT -5
Post by The Stranger on Aug 9, 2012 15:28:32 GMT -5
"Word I heard was they were Somalis," he replied, not reaching for the money, "but I don't know enough about 'em to tell you anything more."
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Seedy's
Aug 9, 2012 15:47:19 GMT -5
Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 9, 2012 15:47:19 GMT -5
He ordered another whiskey,"Then where could I go to find out more about them? Would the men over there know more?" He nodded at the PMC guys.
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Seedy's
Aug 9, 2012 16:03:08 GMT -5
Post by The Stranger on Aug 9, 2012 16:03:08 GMT -5
"Sure maybe." he said, "That's Joss and Abrams. Good guys mostly. Black Dragon PMC. Small outfit does PSD for a lot of corporate types, giving tours of Undercity, stuff like that."
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Seedy's
Aug 9, 2012 19:10:17 GMT -5
Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 9, 2012 19:10:17 GMT -5
"Thanks", he downed the whiskey and left the nu-yen on the bar. He walked over to Joss and Abrams,"Hello gentlemen."
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Seedy's
Aug 9, 2012 19:16:27 GMT -5
Post by The Stranger on Aug 9, 2012 19:16:27 GMT -5
The two men, practically identical in their bald heads and goatees examined Tyler for a moment.
"Yeah?" Replied one. "Can we help you?"
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Seedy's
Aug 9, 2012 19:34:33 GMT -5
Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 9, 2012 19:34:33 GMT -5
He pulled a chair up and sat down,"Would you guys happen to know anything about Somali gangsters? Extremely violent, Somali gangsters?" He was hoping they would get the hint.
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Seedy's
Aug 9, 2012 19:35:57 GMT -5
Post by The Stranger on Aug 9, 2012 19:35:57 GMT -5
The one man looked to the other, and raised his eyebrow, "Is there another kind?" the second one asked.
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Hope you all are well and happy.