(Chase)
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?Chase looked up to the newcomers that didn¡¯t look all that new, the woman he remembered from the town back a ways. The man not so much but he had a different smell about him, that was something even to Chase¡¯s sensitive nose from the smell of it the two were¡together. His eyes narrowed as the man said they might be expecting each other. He didn¡¯t like that but he wondered if that was what the woman back there was taking about. ¡®Five¡she gave each one of them a name a point of familiarity almost like chess pieces. ¡°Chase is my name¡why might we be¡expecting each other?¡± he asked just wondering as he nodded to acknowledge the both of them.
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(Etienne Desante)
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Etienne was about to head to the bar, when the woman smiled at her. ¡°Hey Suga. It would appear that table I was going to put you at is all full. Sorry about that. Do you mind eating at the bar?¡±
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Etienne smiled. ¡°I will do you want better. How about I take my food to my room. Is that okay?¡± The waitress frowned.
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¡°No that will never do.¡± She shook he head. And hooked her arms with Etienne, ¡°Come with me. I have a special table for you.¡± She said leading her to a table near the window. Near the men who had been watching her. It was a small table meant for two.
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[Sicilien]
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Sicillien was midbite when he noticed a couple of space invaders approaching them. Two men was already too many at his table, an addition of a third one wasn't any more welcome than the second. Once the man spoke, however, he moved to the side to set down his effects, and then another shape materialized behind him...a woman. Though the waitress said he should've expected someone of the female persuasion, he wondered if he was yet taken for a fool thrice more since she was with a companion. They seemed to have some familiarity with each other though. He noticed them walking close together, so they must be companions of a sort. He took note that Chase was eyeing them with just as much of a suspicion, though he did not hesitate to introduce himself. May as well follow suit.
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"I' m Sicillien, and I definitely was not expecting any of you.. I seem to be attracting all sorts of riff-raff tonight. No offense, Chase," he said, tilting his head slightly at his table companion' s side. He looked back at the man and woman before him, leaning back as he picked off a tiny string of sinew from between his teeth with his pinky nail, making a small "tch!" sound as he sighed in relief. "To what or whom do we owe the pleasure of our company tonight, lady and gent?"
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(New Callie Carson)
Callie downed her whiskey shot and nodded to Sicilien. "I'm Callie Carson. This is Flynn.? We're looking for Miller's Crossing. We've had a bit of trouble trying to get there, however." She considered the fact they had all been drawn here and were apparently, somehow, supposed to meet up, so she continued."Seems as we try to travel to Miller's Crossing, we find ourselves back here in Bendo," said Callie. "Then there's this storm. It came out of nowhere and it resembles storms I've seen before -- storms that aren't normal, they aren't created by nature."She looked at Chase and Sicilian to gauge their reactions. Hopefully, if they knew something, they'd speak up...
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(New - Flynn)
"Riff-raff? " Flynn repeated lazily, glancing at Callie and then looking back at Sicillien. "I know we may not have been expected, but that don't make us riff-raff. Especially not in these parts. The competition for what qualifies as riff-raff in this benighted desolation is pretty fierce, don't you think?"
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The pookah leaned forward a bit in his chair and lowered his voice. "We were sent out by the Company..." he emphasized the word just slightly "...to look into some strange goin's on one of the Company' s agents reported happenin' around Miller's Crossing. And now he's dead, and someone or somethin' is workin' _real_ hard to keep us from ever gettin' to Miller's Crossing."
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With that, Flynn leaned back in his chair once again. "We were told that there'd be some other folks that the Company wanted us to meet up with who'd also be lookin' into things." He paused to give a long look to both Sicillien and Chase. "You' re the only two people we've run across who don't seem to be from around here. So either you're the folks we're lookin' for, or you ain't. And if'n you ain't... then just who the hell are you?"
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(New- Charity- Millers Crossing)
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Charity looked up from her husband's attentions, suddenly alert. "Something's amiss, husband. Give us a moment, will you?" She stood, her lithe, dark skin glistening in the wan moonlight, and went to the window. As if seeing all the way to Bendo she peered into the dust cloud. "They're not together," she commented. "Perhaps they need a little help? Should I offer them a little help?" Charity chuckled softly, her laugh echoing like tinkling glass. Her hands began to move as if pulling strings, or perhaps a large spider plucking the threads of her web.....
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(New- NPC Belligerent Ranchers - Bendo)
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"Like I said, passin' strange, this storm," the old rancher repeated to his companions, several rough looking ranch hands. "Them five strangers rolled into town, an' now we're all holed up in this one chow hall wedged in like peas in a pod. I'm thinkin' maybe someone should do sumthin'." The other men at his table, the aformentioned 'riff-raff' grumbled again as he spoke. "Sumthin' weird is goin' on, an' I don't like it. Not one bit." Glaring at the table where Sicilien and Chase were being joined by Callie and Flynn he continued,? "An' lookie there, they're all a-meetin' up." The other men mumbled between themselves, looking between Etienne sitting alone and the table where Chase, Sicilien, Callie, and Flynn were. "Five strangers," the rancher prompted. In unison the band of burly men stood up. Six of them went to the table of four, and two to Etienne's table.
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"We're thinkin'," one of them said ominously, standing over the group, "that this here dust storm ain't natch'ral, see?" They all nodded and he continued, "an we're thinkin' it has sumthin doin' with the five of you."
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Several more of the townsfolk stood then, some of them holdilg bottles, knives, of other improvised weapons. Others in the restaurant moved towards the walls.
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(Feel free to 'play' the NPC's, use them, have some fun with it- a bar fight, or whatever. You can even bring the sheriff into it.)
(Tag: Chase, Etienne, Sicilian, Callie, Flynn, other)
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