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Post by Horas on Aug 31, 2012 0:52:25 GMT -5
This unpleasantly named bar is the one that Gaspare and Blake, at random, choose to enter to search for their criminal prey.
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Post by Horas on Aug 31, 2012 0:53:04 GMT -5
Gaspare looks to Blake, not willing to arouse suspicion due to his accent or manner of speaking.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 31, 2012 10:43:40 GMT -5
The drunks at the bar seem to pay minimal attention. An attractive woman in a low-cut top is behind the bar, pouring drinks swiftly, with minimal conversation.
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Post by Edric Stark on Aug 31, 2012 13:51:34 GMT -5
Blake approached the barmaid, and cleared her throat before speaking. "Is there a manager here somewhere?" she asked.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 31, 2012 13:52:39 GMT -5
She looked up, "This is my bar," she said with a scowl. "Why?"
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Post by Edric Stark on Aug 31, 2012 14:04:12 GMT -5
"Ah," said Blake, refraining herself from complimenting her on the name she'd chosen for her establishment. "I was wondering if you could help us with something. We're looking for Rebar, we might have a job for him. Do you know where we can find him?" she asked, all the while wondering if he was even that known in the area.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 31, 2012 14:09:54 GMT -5
"Who's Rebar?" She asked.
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