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Post by Draven / Kane on May 3, 2004 19:59:26 GMT -5
*I walk into the cajun food and southern food themed restraunt and it's not to crowded. THe hostess sits me at a table set for two, I only need one though, outside. Soon a waitress comes and I get a menu.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on May 3, 2004 20:22:24 GMT -5
A man walks into the resteraunt, and looks around. A waitress comes up and asks him, "Smoking or non?"
He shakes his head. "Naw... I just thought I saw someone I know come in- Oh there he is..." The man indicates with his head. "I'm just going to say hi..."
He cuts across the floor, staying out of Draven's sight-line. Then, coming up behind him, he puts his hands over Dravens eyes. "Guess who."
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Post by Draven / Kane on May 3, 2004 20:25:38 GMT -5
*My first reaction when the man blocked my vision was to flip him over my shoulder and onto the table, but when I heard his voice I knew he it was. He walks arund the table and takes a seat.* It's been a long time.
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on May 3, 2004 20:28:25 GMT -5
"Chhaaa. No shit, dude." He puts his hands behind his head. "Like what? Seven years? Somethin'?"
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Post by Draven / Kane on May 3, 2004 20:29:53 GMT -5
About. You hungry? *I ask as the waitress walks up to get my order.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on May 3, 2004 20:31:51 GMT -5
"Starved." He chuckles. "Starving artist bit, and all that, remember?"
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Post by Draven / Kane on May 3, 2004 20:35:53 GMT -5
Yea man. Definatly. *The waitress looks down at me for my order.* Oh yea. *I say looking at the menu.* I'll have the aligator tails, they might be good. *The waitress pulls out a menu from her apron, handing it to Fumio.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on May 3, 2004 20:39:24 GMT -5
"Ahno..." He glanses across the menu quickly. "... I'll have the garlic shrimp, thanks." He says. "And a glass of water, if you don't mind." The waitress nods and walks away. The guy turns back to Draven. "So... I went to the address that Makoto gave me, but no-one answered. You know where she is?"
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Post by Draven / Kane on May 3, 2004 20:41:36 GMT -5
Acutually I haven't seen her in a while. I don't live there. I think the last time I talked to her was. *I think about this for a moment.* A few nights ago in a bar.
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on May 3, 2004 20:43:06 GMT -5
The guy laughs. "In a bar?! Wow... getting out of that house really has changed her..." The waitress drops of a glass of water, which he accepts, and takes a sip of.
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Post by Draven / Kane on May 3, 2004 20:46:02 GMT -5
Apparently. So how are things in California? I've been a lot of places. Not there though.
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on May 3, 2004 20:48:33 GMT -5
"Ugh. Loud. Hot. Fuckin' dirty." He makes a face. "If it wern't for the fact that that's where the work is, I'd be outta there in two seconds. Flat."
The man is about 5'10'', with black, almost long, tussled hair. He has asian eyes, which look out from behind rectangle framed glasses, which are blue tinted, and sit low on his nose. He has a small gotee. He's wearing casually stylish clothing, and is not unattractive
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Post by Draven / Kane on May 3, 2004 20:50:57 GMT -5
Now you understand why I've never been to California. *I say while taking a drink of a beer that I had ordered, and had just been brought, when I walked in.*
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Post by Gorgon / Siren on May 3, 2004 20:52:01 GMT -5
"Yeah... So how've you been, man? You kinda just droped off the face of the planet there for a bit."
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Post by Draven / Kane on May 3, 2004 20:56:49 GMT -5
Yea. I did some traveling, got some money, been busy pretty much. And now I'm gonna try and get some books on swords. A old family member has apparently been hired to kill me, and I don't like guns. And he's also a mutant. And his power really sucks for others. Whenever another mutant is around him, their powers are gone.
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