Post by The Cardmaster on Mar 11, 2013 22:17:06 GMT -5
Upon seeing Graves go down the man who came in moments ago went over and pulled him out of Pete's. When Graves woke up he would find himself by the trash, and little to his knowledge Destiny would be loaded with cans instead of shells. Moments after the man disappeared there was a conversation going on, with one of the two participants getting louder and angrier. "We had a deal you Sunva-"
It was then that he was cut off by a handy empty bottle "accidentally" broke itself on his head. The other person took whatever gold the poor unfortunate man had him before entering the bar. A few people at a nearby card game got up and left thinking that he would most certainly clean them out. Others gave a couple of happy gestures, while others let loose some angry murmurs as Twisted Fate finally revealed himself to the bar.
"Why fancy meetin' ya' here cheri." Twisted Fate said as he took the seat Graves had just chosen to vacate, how kind of him. "Looks like yer' tryin' ta' fill boots that are too big fer' ya'. Considern' how yer' drunk n' surrounded by alcoholic' men. What brings ya' ta' Bilgewater Mai?" There was a confident smirk plastered on his face as he himself got a drink. He was of course not entering the contest, after all that would be unfair..and Twisted Fate was always followed the rules.
The champion was a little curious as to where Mai had been after they separated. It seems like she had disappeared for a little bit, and the ever-curious gypsy could not seem to find her.
Post by Richard "Scrod" Wiedemann on Mar 11, 2013 22:48:11 GMT -5
"Pete! If...I find...uhh...if after thish, I learn that you went n' shpiked...aw hell, what was I gonna ssay?" Scrod pondered aloud holding his head. Absent mindedly, he reached for another of the spiked mugs and drank it down, the booze burning all the way down his gullet.
"Ugh..." was the only thing that he could mutter out after the mug, shaking his head trying to get through the second mug in front of him, which he barely did without falling out of his own seat.
The spiked booze was going right to his head and he could tell...sort of. If he were in his right mind he'd be throttling Pete for trying to cheat him on a prize this substantial. He had money from his bounty hunting days, quite a bit in fact, but if there was one thing that got him mad was getting cheated. Lucky for Pete, Scrod was too drunk to think straight.
When Graves passed out from the spiked booze and TF entered Scrod hardly even noticed through all the commotion in the bar. It took him a bit to put it together in his current state of mind but it was down to him, Sky, and GP. Sky looked about through to him, so in his mind he just had to power through a mug or two more to beat GP...hopefully.
At this point he didn't even bother talking anymore, he just made a ridiculous motion with his hand to Pete to serve his next two mugs. 3000g was the prize, go big or go home right?
Post by The Saltwater Scourge on Mar 11, 2013 23:05:35 GMT -5
Gangplanks head was starting to spin when Graves hit the floor. Which made his disappearance and Twisted Fates entrance all the more confusing. Gangplank half thought he was some drunken hallucination brought on by the brew, but Sky and Scrod seemed to see him to.
"Fate" he growled, with his words slurring. "Yer got shome crazy in you if yer follwin Malcolm like dat. Ahh well, yur fffuneral if he getsh up."
He turned to the remaining two contestants in the bar. "Well lassie, i didn't ezpect you tah beat Graves, but it loooks like ye can hold yer grog. And I always knew yous was a salty ol dog Scrodd, but you shtill got more grit than mosht men I know. If yer ever needin a place to go, i'd be honoured to have you join me crew. NOW LETS FINISH DISH GAME!"
He threw back his drinks, the second one he spilled most of all over his beard. This was his limit. He was one more round away from joining Graves in the gutter.
It was all Sky could do not to tumble over as she grabbed a new mug and muttered, tilting it back to chug it down. She was pretty much at her end at this point as well. Sky was teetering on the verge of passing out, when one of those violet eyes suddenly saw a familiar, blurry shadow of a man walk in.
As he spoke, her eyes widened, practically spitting the contents in her mouth across the floor and a few cheering patrons.
"Twishted Fayte?" She could barely contain herself as the small woman dropped the mug onto the bar and dashed quickly towards the gypsy. All things forgotten, and most things never even noticed.. Like Graves passing out and being drug outside.
"Y-you gotta try shees boosh.." Burying her face against his chest with fingers gripping tightly at his jacket. Yeah, she was happy to see him. And stupidly drunk.
Post by The Cardmaster on Mar 12, 2013 21:53:54 GMT -5
"Trust me Gangplank should he wake up n' charge in here. He is gonna be mighty surprised with what he loaded in his shotgun." The Cardmaster shot back.
Twisted Fate then smiled and chuckled,"Ah think ya' need ta' stick with sake instead of anythin' else." He wrapped one arm around her this way she didn't lose her grip and fall to the ground, though it also served a second purpose. It sent a possessive message to the curious onlookers around the bar.....either that or he was being a gentleman.
Twisted Fate, with Sky still attached went to the bar and ordered whatever Mai was having. Apparently it was a little too much for her to handle, "So where have you been cheri? Ah couldn't find ya' after we got separated, what adventures did ya' go on? Tell me the details! We gypsies always love a good story in the company of friends."
Post by The Deceiver on Mar 13, 2013 16:03:44 GMT -5
A jingle of laughter. The cascade of glass shards. An all too familiar presence.
"So, lying in the trash, hm? You've certainly gone places in life, haven't you, Graves?"
LeBlanc's ethereal form walked about, not able to be seen by anyone but by the Outlaw. "Up up up, get on up, dear. You and I, we have some things to discuss. Unless of course, you do not wish to discuss them? Ah, if only I could tell you the truth you had so honorably won. Alas and woe!"
Post by malcolmgraves on Mar 13, 2013 16:17:28 GMT -5
Graves came to slowly, blinking a few times. Is this...an alley? " Hu....huh? What ta'?"
When smelled LeBlancs perfume far before he heard her fucking voice. Great. She came to give him that reward he was promised or some task. " What ta' fuck do you want?" Graves slowly got himself back up, using the wall to stay upright and frowning at Leblanc. He would kill her...oh he would enjoy it as much as killing Twisted Fate.
" How did you find me?" He questioned, squeezing Destiny's trigger angrily but not enough to set it off.
Post by Balthasar Blackboot on Mar 13, 2013 17:13:14 GMT -5
Balthasar raised an eyebrow at Graves inquisitively. Who th' hork be ye talkin' to, gunman? Too much grog, huh? He chuckled, and took a swig of his mug 'S a matter of fact, y'all be havin' too much grog. His gaze turned towards Gangplank. And ye been tha Grog Scab fer fifteen years? Yergots to be kiddin' me, ye can barely stand on yer feet!
Post by Master of Shadows on Mar 13, 2013 17:27:39 GMT -5
Twisting and turning, the shadows outside of the tavern seemed to spring to life. They made no sound but danced and squirmed and wriggled their way around. Blood red runes formed in the alleyway near the trash, they created a circle which then hosted a portal into a black world of fear and darkness. Zed himself slipped out of the portal, almost snake-like in his movements, he glanced over to see Graves also in near the trash and quickly melded with the shadows. His entire body was engulfed by the darkness, sliding through it, leaving no trace of his presence.
Lights in the tavern flickered for a second as a ominous feeling fell upon the room. Zed seemed to step directly through the front door, his glowing eyes piercing into all who gazed into them. Completely disregarding everyone in the room he turned to glare at Mai with TF, "Kuromei... Come here." He ordered loud enough for all to hear. His voice seemed to echo much louder than it was, it came from all directions and drowned out the noise in the room.
Shadow people follow him everywhere he goes. Looking over his shoulder, the paranoia flows.
Post by Richard "Scrod" Wiedemann on Mar 13, 2013 18:38:26 GMT -5
When TF came to Sky to talk to her Scrod drunkly mumbled something about him being a big cheat and cheap card tricks or something to that effect.
As Pete served Scrod's next two mugs Scrod did his best to down the first of the two. He tossed it back, spilling a bit as he brought it to his lips and leaned back to help force it down his gullet - a little too far back in fact.
"Whu? AHH! Sunuvabitcsh!" he cried out as he fell backwards out of his chair and landed on the back of his head as he came crashing down on the floor.
After a moment he crawled his way back into his chair laughing hysterically like only a drunk old man could. He reached to pick up the second mug to attempt to down it but had a bit of trouble grabbing the "real mug" as he was now seeing three of them after hitting his head. When he finally got a hold of it and downed it he was done. He wasn't going to be coordinated enough to even hold a mug without spilling it almost completely after that last round and he knew it. He groaned in what he assumed was his defeat and rest his head on the bar waiting to see if GP could take the next round or not.
Scrod lifted his head up and turned around to notice who entered the bar to see Zed demanding for someone he referred to as "Kuromei."
"Pfffft. No..none of ush know uhh...aint NO-bawdy with...that name 'ere s'far I know...HAVE A DRINK!" he managed to sputter out and hold one of the spiked mugs out to Zed despite his extremely drunken state of mind.
Post by Master of Shadows on Mar 13, 2013 18:48:51 GMT -5
"The Ionian." Zed growled while pointing to who these folk knew as Mai. He glared at the old man, he seemed like a helpless drunk, a fool drowning his old age in alcohol. This man was hardly even worth hid time.
He now leveled a threatening gaze upon Kuromei, "Come here. Now." He spoke with extreme authority and power, a man who wouldn't take any backtalk from anyone, his power was absolute. His apprentice, even close to such a pathetic gambler, an offense to his order, his ninjas should be seen with no such tosser and scoundrel, "Step away gambler." He growled to Twisted Fate.
Shadow people follow him everywhere he goes. Looking over his shoulder, the paranoia flows.
Post by The Saltwater Scourge on Mar 13, 2013 19:10:47 GMT -5
Gangplank laughed at Scrod falling. But once again their contest was interrupted, but this time but a real threat. Zed was fairly new to the League and a ninja, so Gangplank didn't know much about him. But he knew enough that Zed was trouble waiting to happen.
He appeared to be talking to Sky, but he called her a different name. And he wasn't to happy by his tone. Fate's sudden appearance may have caused his anger. This made Gangplank a little frustrated that someone could so easily watch him.
"Now look here you bilge rat" he growled to Zed. The alcohol in his head began to clear a bit in the presence of the killer ninja. "I dun't care what buishiness you got with the lassh and Fate, but take it shomewhere else!"
Gangplank wanted him out. If the ninja stayed any longer, he might cause a bloodbath
Post by The Deceiver on Mar 13, 2013 19:49:24 GMT -5
"I'd imagine it would be the same way that I knew you spoke to the Radiant Dawn about our little deal," LeBlanc cooed. "Really, if you think about it, you've really got to stop getting the wrong people involved. You will have to be punished for this, darling, you know that, right? What I want you to do is to scar Leona's face and to antagonize her. You must convince her that you were using it to get close to her, and then backstab her. Really, as a conman, steal her crown for all I care. If you do not, then expect to have something of Caitlyn's in three day's time. Tick. Tock."
The Deceiver waved at Graves, "By the by? The truth that you won? When we meet, I shall tell you. Tah tah, dear." With a twirl on her heel, LeBlanc disappeared.
Post by malcolmgraves on Mar 13, 2013 20:40:59 GMT -5
Graves looked shocked as she spoke. She knew? How? I did not even outright say it! It was hinted! She must be following me....
" I...." He trailed off.
When she began to explain to him what he must do he got angry. He frowned and brought Destiny up further, giving off a annoyed growl. She is trying to turn people against me! Con Leona? That is somebody i refuse to do that to. When LeBlanc wished him goodbye and disappeared he lifted Destiny and buckshotted, hopping she was just invisible. Even if she was not...tin cans flew out and bounced harmlessly on the walls and lay still.
His jaw dropped and he opened Destiny to find Tin cans...what a trick. What a fucking trickster. He sighed and did not re enter the bar, continuing through the alley and sitting down alone. There was some planning to be done. It appeared he had to con a friend...to save one. What a fantastic month. Just a peachy day.
LeBlanc managed to get above Twisted Fate in the kill list.
Last Edit: Mar 13, 2013 20:42:47 GMT -5 by malcolmgraves
Post by The Cardmaster on Mar 14, 2013 22:12:52 GMT -5
Where Mai had been was answered when Zed seemed to actually walk right through the door and demand that Mai come with him. That was a turn of events, which caught Twisted Fate by surprise, "Well Cheri, Ah must say if ya' managed to get a deadly league champion after ya'. You've outdone yer' self in takin' it ta' the limit." Though the Cardmaster clued in that Zed did not want to kill her, even more so in a public place, that was just not his style.
"Nonetheless Mai, if ya' did somethin' with Zed then ya' must have some tales fer' me." The Cardmaster added. It looked as though he was blowing off the Master of Shadows at this point because he had never looked at the ninja after he had entered and made his demand. From the tone of his voice it became clear that he was rather irritated with Twisted Fate and Mai.
The gypsy finally met Zed's eyes as the gypsy stood ,and it didn't take long for him to have a solid guess as to what Zed had planned for Mai, "Zed, Ah always thought ya' were smarter than that. Can't ya' see she is too damn intoxicated ta' do anythin' sides talk? N' it ain't even my fault." With that his head gestured to Gangplank and Scrod. Though he did have to throw in a little jab in for Zed, "Course' Ah suppose what else could Ah suspect from someone who never comes out of the dark ta' see the light of day." One of his went brushed against his pocket, and pulled out a gold card. He kept it carefully concealed, wanting to be prepared for the ninja's actions.
Suddenly he snapped his fingers as though an idea just struck him, "But ya' know what, Ah think Ah'll make ya' an offer. We'll play a game or two. If you win ya' can take Mai, but if Ah win she stays here with me." He offered Zed an honest smile, but beneath that smile he was already plotting the different moves Zed would make.
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