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| Tweet Topic Started: Jan 27 2010, 11:55 PM (91 Views) | |
| Jonas | Jan 27 2010, 11:55 PM Post #1 |
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=/=You would be hard pressed to find a seedier bar in all of Detroit, it's the perfect place to find a disgruntled man, fallen far from grace, and relying too much on illicit substances to survive the regular toils of day-to-day life. With an unsteady hand, shaking under the influence of some cheap and nasty brew, the now empty glass is placed back atop the table. A young man with unkempt dark hair somehow makes his way back to his feet and attempts to make a beeline for the door.=/= "Going somewhere Jonas?" =/=Through the haze the young man, revealed as Jonas, makes out two towering figures. Both almost identical in grey suits, with bald heads and dark lens sunglasses=/= Jonas: Lance, Vance, I was just on my way to see your boss. Tell Jebediah I have his money, at last. Lance (the one on the left): It's too late. You should have paid him the first chance you had. Vance (the one of the right): He's got quite a few people searching for you, you're just lucky we found you first. Jonas: Yeah but this time I got the money Lance: If you give it to us, we may forget we found you Jonas: I don't have it with me. Tell Jeb- Vance: Jebediah will want to speak to you in person Lance: I've been looking forward to this for a long time Jonas: Yeah I'll bet you have =/=Jonas readies himself for a fight, but in his stupor is not prepared for the twin fists connecting with his face. Vance casually tosses the now unconscious form over his shoulder whilst Lance discreetly hands over a rolls of bills to the bartender=/= Lance: Sorry about the mess =/=The duo then silently leave the bar, with the other patrons fully engrossed in their own drinks. After all no one would dare cross paths with Jebediah Harker.=/= |
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