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Post by Marie on Aug 17, 2012 13:05:59 GMT -5
A bar in the Drop.
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Post by Marie on Aug 17, 2012 13:06:48 GMT -5
Morrigan arrived at the bar and, of course, went straight to the counter.
"Hi," she said to the bartender. "I'm looking for some information."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 17, 2012 13:12:19 GMT -5
The bar was filled with large, tough looking men, many of them wearing leather vests, with markings on them.
The bartender nodded, "What can I do you for sweet tits?"
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Post by Marie on Aug 17, 2012 13:16:22 GMT -5
"Stop calling me that, for one thing," she said. "I'll have a scotch, if you've got some? I'm looking for a man named Rebar. I heard you might know of him."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 17, 2012 13:17:22 GMT -5
"Synthetic okay, it's all I have." he replied as he began making it.
"Careful who you ask that in here, Sweet Tits."he said, "Rebar got a lot of friends. Why you looking for him?"
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Post by Marie on Aug 17, 2012 13:20:02 GMT -5
"It'll do," she said, disappointed it wasn't the real thing. "Maybe I would like to be Rebar's friend too."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 17, 2012 13:20:52 GMT -5
The man grunted, "How you planning to do that?" The man replied.
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Post by Marie on Aug 17, 2012 13:28:16 GMT -5
"I don't know yet. I was thinking about working for him."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 17, 2012 13:29:00 GMT -5
"What do you do?" The bartender asked.
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Post by Marie on Aug 17, 2012 13:51:09 GMT -5
"Illusions," she said. "Though the official line is office work. At least that's what I tell the authorities."
She winked.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 17, 2012 13:52:26 GMT -5
The bartender blinked, apparently not getting it. "What?"
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Post by Marie on Aug 17, 2012 14:45:34 GMT -5
"Watch."
She waved her wand, murmured some words in a language the man didn't recognise, and disappeared for perhaps thirty seconds before reappearing.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 17, 2012 14:48:03 GMT -5
The bartender's jaw dropped, although none of the others noticed.
"What...?"
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Post by Marie on Aug 17, 2012 15:04:55 GMT -5
"See."
Her smile was a little smug.
"Maybe I could be of use to this man Rebar."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 17, 2012 15:07:18 GMT -5
"Maybe.." He said, "however you did that. "he's over there, in the corner."
A large man , about six foot five, was seated in a circle seat in the corner. Three other men, all large, sat with him.
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