Fabian Foster's Story

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#2013-04-13 07:55:18, as written by Edelle

Fabian strode in, cracking his neck. It had been a long day of paperwork. A half-decent lawyer would have made it a lot less grueling, but the paranormal investigation business wasn't exactly booming. As he sat down on a barstool, he briefly considered taking up palmistry for a little extra coin. It was usually only a gimmick he used to flirt with strangers, but it could come in handy. He ordered a white Russian and sighed, resting his elbows on the counter as he scoped out the place for possible clients.

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#2013-04-13 08:10:30, as written by Edelle

Fabian Foster Fabian looked over at the girl who was just yelling and swearing. He picked up his drink and walked over to her. "Sounds like you've had it pretty rough. Need me to buy you something stronger?" He leaned against the counter, resting both elbows on the surface.

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#2013-04-13 08:22:21, as written by Edelle

"Sorry, didn't mean any offense. Just thought you looked like you needed company is all. Tell you what, your next cherry mountain dew is on me, anyways." He sat down, wordlessly eying the other patrons. An odd ensemble, to be sure. He finished his white Russian, and immediately ordered another.

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#2013-04-13 08:23:28, as written by Faithy

"I don't really want to hear how many girls my dad boned. He loved our mom to pieces and that's all that's important to me..."

Frowning a smidge, she glanced him up and down, shaking her head. Didn't assassins have an oath where they didn't tell people they were assassins? Well, whatever floated his boat, she supposed. Drinking her dew, she really hoped he wasn't about to hit on her because if that happened, he was going to find a gun shoved into his balls. Returning her attention towards the other male, she wondered if she looked that sad and pathetic. The third individual also mentioned that he was an assassin and she was starting to lose faith in the whole assassin business.

"Sure, next drink can be on you, sir."

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#2013-04-13 08:31:30, as written by Faithy

"Nor was I asking you to give me a free drink. Actually, all of my drinks are free, so it doesn't really matter anyways..."

She trailed off, starting to think of her mom again. All this talk about her father certainly wasn't helping her mood at all. She loved her dad with all her heart and being away from him for so long and then finding out about her mother's death made her moody. Pausing almost in mind thought, her eyes widened and she found herself glancing from assassin to assassin. According to the news, her mother was shot down in a store by an assassin. What if the assassin was back to finish the job?

"Err... well... I should probably be going. I'm sure you both have jobs to do since you're assassin's 'n all."

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#2013-04-13 08:35:02, as written by Edelle

Fabian shook his head. Even though his career brought him to a lot of strange (generally haunted) places, he had to admit, this was one of the weirder places he'd ever been in. Assassins. "Ah, well, at least they're not ghosts." he thought out-loud, chucking to himself. He leaned his stool on the two back legs as he sipped his drink, gripping the counter with one hand for balance.

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#2013-04-13 08:35:33, as written by Faithy

"Considering my mother was mercilessly killed by an assassin...? I don't know. Maybe you killed her Norrington and that's why you no longer have a job?" Shaking her head, she tried to stop being so paranoid.

"Sorry, man... I'm just still in shock, I guess. As for you... dude that I don't think has his beans all in one pot... I might considering hiring you to kill the person who killed my mom, but I don't know who it was."

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#2013-04-13 08:54:27, as written by Edelle

"So," Fabian turned to the strange man in red and black, "Uh, the mercenary business pay well? Not saying I'd want to do it, heck, I don't think I'd be anywhere near qualified. Besides, I have..." he sighed "A very exciting career already." His words were filled to the brim with sarcasm. He scratched his eyebrow and looked down at his drink. "Geez this is depressing."

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#2013-04-13 09:32:17, as written by Edelle

As Fabian stood up to find the nearest washroom, his foot sent something clattering across the floor. He picked it up, it was a knife. "You drop this?" He said to Brad, raising an eyebrow quizzically.

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#2013-04-13 09:36:54, as written by Edelle

"Not a problem." Fabian said cordially, "You, uh... don't look old enough to be in here, kid."

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#2013-04-13 09:42:57, as written by Edelle

"Uh-huh. You kinda remind me of my own brother, you know. Crazy kid used to drive mom up the wall. Couldn't keep his nose out of trouble for a minute." As he reminisced he finished his second drink.

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#2013-04-13 09:50:07, as written by Edelle

"Has a... a dragon? Is that what you said?" Fabian looked at Brad with utter confusion, "Though, would you believe that's not the strangest thing I've heard all day?"

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#2013-04-13 09:59:16, as written by Edelle

"Ha! Okay, you got me beat. I've never seen anything stranger than that. Tell you what, if you keep it a secret I'll buy a drink for you. Just one, though, mostly for the sake of my brother. Pick your poison. I'm having a rum 'n' coke, m'self." Fabian sat back down, stretching out his gangly limbs.

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#2013-04-15 06:33:07, as written by Edelle

Fabian adjusted his tie as he entered, and was immediately pelted with gold from the ceiling. Covering his head, he moved against a wall where an overhanging balcony protected him slightly. Not wanting to appear too opportunistic, he quietly scooped up a handful of gold coins. "There's the next few months' rent." he muttered under his breath.

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#2013-04-15 06:34:33, as written by lostamongtrees

Daemala dove behind the Harlequin for cover as gold rained from the ceiling, extending out a hand to catch a string of bulging golden orbs. She looked up, smiling wide as a ton of elegantly dressed vampires clung to the ceiling! Oh this was such fun!

They dropped, the guests, ladies in gowns that poofed as they descended. The men landed stately, and the music stayed still for a moment longer. Then, it resumed, the newcomers mingling in, multiplying the body count.

As Kaine approached she curtsied deeply, bowing her head. When he took her hand, surely enough she felt the power emanating from him. Oh flattery! He spoke, she rose, looking him into the eyes and raising her chin. "Business, yes," Daemala revealed her sharp fangs. What he said was troubling, but only in the least. "Would you care for some champagne?" The waiter had made his way to them.

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#2013-04-15 06:41:47, as written by lostamongtrees

Taguel

A Tribe of 'Sentient' Hare Like Beast which seem to be somewhat larger then an Earth Bread Clydesdales, they often live in secluded groups or 'Families' which communicate through a telekinetic link rather then through vocal sounds.

"Winne Rineswurth here, reporting live from the Ball of Chaos!

It would appear ancient royalty has arrived! Kaine, famed Vampire of old, graces Verinotte Hollow tonight with his presence. With him he has brought an undead entourage, who dropped from the ceiling in an impressive display of archaic power! What really stopped the show, as you can see ladies and gentlemen, is what happened prior to their drop.

Gold rained from the ceiling, a gift from Kaine to the guests. The barrage of splendor has stopped, but many lavish items still litter the floor of Verinotte Hall. What is to make of this appearance? Guests ducked for cover, and a Taguel was seen fleeing the scene.

This has been Winne Rineswurth, with TERRACAST!"

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#2013-04-15 06:44:30, as written by CelticCat

A young woman slowly entered the hall, her hair pulled up into an elegant bun, a few strands hanging to frame her face. She quirked a brow at the rain of gold, letting her eyes drift over the various guests, lingering on those drifting from the ceiling. The beauty and grace they possessed brought her attention to the simplicity of the blue dress she wore, matching the woading that decorated her skin. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and slowly scooped up a handful of gold, tucking it into the purse she'd brought with her. She brushed off her dress slightly before beginning her slow walk around the hall, absorbing her surroundings and examining the guests with curiosity. "What a strange little event..."

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#2013-04-15 06:45:59, as written by FancyPyro

"...Ah, what the hell..." Kumatora looked over at some of the loot that was dropped, picking up a few things. Hey, it was free money and she needed money to buy things! Stuffing a few items into her hoodie's pocket, she allowed herself to smile a bit.

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#2013-07-16 04:39:09, as written by Tawanos

M. Dietrich stepped into the tavern just as the music started. A band appeared on the stage, indistinct at first, but fading into view as if out of focus and the camera is adjusting. The band a simple jazz quartet. M is wearing a dazzling but simple dress in pure white with a feathered boa wrapped around her shoulders and down each arm. She hummed the tune the band was playing and gave them a nod, as one artist to another. As with her other appearances she lacks all color but remains a vibrant individual, even in gray scale. She walked over to the bar and ordered a rose wine and some fruit slices. She settled herself down as the band played some happy jazz.

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#2013-07-16 04:52:32, as written by Edelle

Fabian pushed the door open with a flourish, the soles of his shoes were a little wet from stepping in a puddle, so each step he made squeaked a little. He cringed at the annoying sound and looked apologetically at a couple of patrons who glared at him for the obnoxious noise. It wasn't often he found himself in Verinotte Hollow, but since Gambit's had been closed he found himself wandering the city more, discovering places he otherwise wouldn't have known about. He sat down at the bar, casually taking a look at his phone (no messages) before ordering a beer. As he sipped it he took a look to his left and choked on his drink a little. Even for Fabian, who worked at the more strange end of the supernatural spectrum was still surprised to see someone who appeared entirely in black and white.
"Pardon me," he said to her, trying to be as polite as possible "but you seem to be... uh, grey?"

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#2013-07-16 05:11:30, as written by Tawanos

"Oh, I assure you I'm in quite a happy mood. Nothing to be gray about here." She smiled at the man, her voice a throaty purr with a thick German edge that took nothing away from her diction. "But please, if you're going to drink here, then try the wine, they have an excellent selection of liquors if that is not to your taste." She picked up her rose wine, though as she did the color faded away to be the same gray scale. As she drew up a morsel of fruit the same effect happened to it.

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#2013-07-16 05:21:10, as written by Edelle

"I'm... not much of a wine drinker." He said, transfixed by the stranger, who seemed unaware that she was completely devoid of colour. She wasn't like any of the ghosts Fabian had ever seen before, so he ruled that out. He became aware that he was staring and quickly looked away, becoming suddenly very interested in his beer. "I'm Fabian." he said, after a brief pause. "And you are?"

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#2013-07-16 05:27:30, as written by Tawanos

M. Dietrich was aware of his attention as she was of her own peculiar coloration. But, she always had a strong sense of humor. "Oh, everyone here calls me M. It's a pleasure to meet you Fabian," she turned to him and held out a delicate hand. Her touch would be just like that of a normal human, even if her coloration was distinctly different. As she looked him over the jazz band took up a more mellow tone, smooth jazz filling the room, taking up a space just behind conversation in the ambiance of the tavern.

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#2013-07-16 06:22:45, as written by Edelle

"Well, it's nice to meet you too, M." Fabian shook her hand. He was fond of good jazz, and the music caught his attention. "This place isn't so bad, for a primarily vampire bar. I expected it to be much more... creepy. It's a pleasant surprise." he leaned an elbow on the bar counter, resting his chin in his hand. "To be completely honest, most of the reason I come to Verinotte Hollow is to look for clients. I'm a private investigator... of sorts... it's complicated. What about you, M? What do you do?"

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