| Subject: Re: I got bored so I'm doing a future RPG |
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Cephis Rand
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Date Posted: 17:39:27 10/20/02 Sun
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Cephis Rand
's message, "Re: I got bored so I'm doing a future RPG" on 17:57:58 10/14/02 Mon
>>"Dont you think you should be in bed?"
>>The voice rings across the street to Cephis
>>"Mind company?"
>>"I see you recovered nicely...thanks to our prince, to
>>tell you the truth, with powers like that at his
>>disposal I'm surprised the rebellion hasnt been
>>overrun yet...we always heard stories, but assumed
>>they were exxagerations..."
>>Lans silently looks around the entrance to the bar,
>>before turning back to Cephis.
>>"What i'm getting at is that he is a threat, not only
>>to the rebellion either, if his recklessness with
>>those kinds of powers goes unchecked for much longer
>>he could cause serious damage...he may need to be
>>removed."
>
>Cephis raised his eyebrow as Lans approached
>him, looking the rebel prince over.
>"I'm suprised the good prince let you off
>your chain. How did you manage to get out?"
>he asked.
>
>Waving his hand, he dismissed the question.
>"It's not really important. Besides, it's not
>like I really care. And many men could do such
>damage. Perhaps having him in the spotlight will
>reduce the chances of that happening. How many
>great nations have fallen from men of power in the
>shadows? With the spotlight on him, the prince will
>find it hard to raise even a small amount of hell
>without at least six of the emperors breathing down
>his neck."
>
>Cephis gave a little smile to the rebel, then opened
>the door to the Blazing Ace, wincing slightly as he
>hit with a wave of orange neon light.
>
>"And as for removing him, I doubt it will need to
>be done, Cassius," he said with a little sneer,
>"the prince is an able ruler, and seems to care
>about his subjects."
>
>With that, the mercinary held open the door for the
>rebel prince, and both walked into the glowing bar.
OOC: Fine, fine, I'll do it.
IC: For a military bar, it was lively. People who had killed side by side, reveling in the blood of their foes, danced side by side to swing music and the like, laughing.
The mercinary and the rebel prince strode up to the bar and caught the attention of the barkeeper, a surly looking man with massive facial scarring.
"Two pints of the hard shit," said Cephis, "and make it fast."
The barkeeper nodded to the two and held out his hand for the money. Cephis muttered a few curses as he rummaged around in his pocket, and then slapped several bills into the mans hand.
"Now," he said, sitting down and turning to face Lans, "why don't you tell me what you're doing here, exactly?"
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