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Post by Kisa on Dec 4, 2010 22:36:31 GMT -5
Trever was in the bar that he owned, behind the counter. It was a slow night and all he was doing was passing time by cleaning some of the glasses and placing them on the rack above him. Soon enough all that was done and still nothing had happened. He sighed and fixed himself a simple drink then hopped the counter and sat in a bar stool. He lit up a cigarette. When he looked around he realized he was still alone but then his gaze trailed to the broken sword displayed beyond the counter. All he wanted to do was get back into the animus. He wanted to learn more about the blade he was looking at and the woman that had wielded it oh so many years ago. He took a long drag and exhaled. If no one was here in the next hour hed call it a night and just head into the animus back at base...
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Post by Draco on Dec 6, 2010 5:58:14 GMT -5
Chris sighed as he stopped outside the bar door. It had been weeks since we last aloud to leave the Abstergo facility and all he could think about was getting a cold beer. As Chris went to push on the door, He saw the gloved hand of his assassin ancestor. He took a step back and shook his head. Chris had been seeing more and more of his ancestor outside of the animus, but he just shook it off thinking it nothing more then stress and guilt. Deep down Chris felt like he was betraying his assassin blood by working for Abstergo and giving them his ancestors secrets. Chris looked back at his and this time he saw his own hand and with another sigh walked back up to the door and pushed it open. He could see was a man sitting there. " Hey is this place still open?" Chris said in a slightly loud tone of voice, so the man could hear him.
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Post by Neku on Dec 6, 2010 8:05:07 GMT -5
"No it isn't you mangy cunt." Neku slurred. The youngest assassin arose from behind the counter. How irresponsible of Trever not watching over him. He walked to the mysterious man who appeared and tripped over himself. Picking himself up from the floor he looked at the man. "Hey Mr. Gloom and Doom, cheer the fuck up!" Neku put his fists up. "Or I'm gonna bounce yo' ass, old man."
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Post by Kisa on Dec 6, 2010 15:17:14 GMT -5
Trever watched a Neku yelled at the poor guy and tripped over himself. "Im sorry man. hes Japanese or some shit and he cant speak english any better than a white man predendin to be black." Trever stopped when he looked at the man at the door. He felt like he knew the guy but he had never seen him before...in this life anyway. And part of the reason he stopped was actually because he had a major hard on forming in his sweats for some unknown reason but ya know, who was counting? He hopped behind the counter and smirked casually. "Im open. Just ignore his ass and we'll be ok. Take a seat buddy."
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Post by Draco on Dec 6, 2010 15:33:41 GMT -5
Chris walked past the drunk guy and sat down at the bar. When he look at the man behind the bar now, a quick image of a girl appeared and disappeared before he could get a good look. Chris just shook it off figuring he was just tired. " i'll just take a beer." Chris said as he looked at the drunk guy. " Is your friend alright? " He said as he faced the bartender again
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Post by Kisa on Dec 6, 2010 15:49:54 GMT -5
"You got it." Trever gave the guy his beer. He couldnt help but notice that he definately needed a drink or two or five in him. "Rough night?" He asked him. He was the only other guy in here besides Neku so he might as well talk to him. "Neku? He'll be fine...kid puts it down...only kid I know that won toss it up without a fight either." He laughed and then looked at Neku. "You ok over there Neku?" Figured he should ask the kid. Just incase.
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Post by Neku on Dec 6, 2010 16:38:39 GMT -5
"Wah? Ya I'm fine." said Neku as he plopped hiself on one of the barstools. "Hey bro, if anyone asks I totally kicked your ass outta this bar." Neku told the mysterious man as he updated his Twitter. Mysterious guy walked into Trev's bar. Totally jumped his ass. Shortly after Neku lost his balance and fell off the stool. This kid was a disgrace as an assassin, no one would ever think he was a descendent of the great Batakhan Uranhai.
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Post by Kisa on Dec 6, 2010 16:54:19 GMT -5
"Right.......see hes perfectly fine..." Trever brought his hand to the side of his face and whispered to the older man. "Hes always like this"
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Post by Draco on Dec 6, 2010 19:01:37 GMT -5
" rrrright perfectly fine" Chris said as he watch the kid fall off the stool. Chris could never see this kid kicking his ass, but then again he didnt really care. He look at the beer before answering the mans question. " more like rough couple of weeks, but thats what you geet when your woking 10 or more hours everyday." He said with a sigh. Chris really hated working for Abstergo almost as much as he hated the animus. " Then again its sorta good pay so i cant complain." He added as he looked at the kid still on the ground.
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Post by Kisa on Dec 6, 2010 19:18:42 GMT -5
"Wow. Who the hell you workin for?" Sounded rough whatever it was. He'd hate to work hard like that. Thank god he had this place to take over for his dad, otherwise he'd be screwed. Trever aspired to never work a day in his life after high school after his one crappy summer job. But unfortunately fortunate enough, some Templar bitch murdered his old man and his older brother. Thats then how he found out about the Assassins. So between them and the bar hes living it pretty alright. He was trapped in thought ffor a moment
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Post by Draco on Dec 6, 2010 19:49:43 GMT -5
" just for a company not far from here." Chris said with a sigh, He never gave the name out of the company he work for, because he didnt know who could be listening. " but then again all i Really do is lay around." chris said in a joking tone. " so how long have you been a bartender?"
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Post by Kisa on Dec 6, 2010 20:53:48 GMT -5
"Ha. I know how that can be I guess." Trever chuckled. "Ive been the owner here since my dad and brother were killed back when I finished highschool. that was 3 years ago." he stated quite casually.
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Post by Neku on Dec 6, 2010 21:53:42 GMT -5
Neku looked uneasy, he didn't like it when Trever spoke about his family. He never liked it when anyone spoke about their families. Not since his mom was raped and then murdered by a Templar. That was the driving force that kept him alive. It was the only reason he dared to exist, the reason he joined the assassins, the reason he wants to kill the Templars. It's been two long years since that incident. He was never good at anything, he had no chance, no future. He was all set to end his life when his mom died. But then one rainy day, he was approached by the assassins, they told him about themselves, about who he was, his lineage. With this knowledge he hoped to acheive the "Bleeding Effect" he learned about. He wanted to learn the skills of the assassin to avenge his mother. Figures he would be the descendant of some Assassin Medicine Boy. Neku, still strives to learn the way of the assassin, even if he and Batakhan will have to learn it together. He couldn't stand being in that bar anymore. "Trev, I'm going home.". Neku said before he fell to the floor. "On second thought I'll stay here where it's safe."
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Post by Kisa on Dec 6, 2010 22:36:12 GMT -5
Trever was about to object but then Neku figured out on his own that he wasnt fit to go anywhere. "Yeah just stay here." He knew what the poor kid was thinking. It was hard for him. Trever had grown to accept it all. But its worse when youre younger he guessed.
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Post by Draco on Dec 7, 2010 6:41:25 GMT -5
" Well i'm sorry for you loss" Chris said as he lifted up his drink. Chris couldnt tell this man that he knew how he felt, for the sole reason Chris couldnt even remember his family or if they were alive. "looks like your friend is in bad shap" Chris said as he watched the drunk kid walk.
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