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Corporal James Norrington
post Nov 24 2006, 07:29 PM
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"Right then," I muttered, making my way across the tavern to the bar itself, narrowly avoiding the spray of brain matter ejecting forcefully from Death Reaver's sucking head wound. Tossing several pieces of eight on the rail, I motioned for the barkeep to send a frosty mug of ale my way.


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post Nov 24 2006, 09:03 PM
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I step into the bar, my prescence muffles the droning of voices and clattering of glasses but does not extinguish it. I stand in the doorway a moment, allowing my eyes to adjust to the dank pit's poor illumination. I do not remove my sunglasses, instead letting my eyes work harder to acclimate themselves through the additional filter. Slowly the other patrons of the bar turn and notice my tall figure wrapped in a dark leather coat and the noise fades into the deafening roar of silence. My hands hang from my wrists, clad in fingerless leather gloves that were well worn. I tightened my grip slowly twice, the squeaking sound of leather tightening and stretching could be heard in the farthest corners of the room by the most inebriated of patrons. I moved my head from left to right slowly, scanning the room in every detail before moving towards the bar. Slow deliberate steps, my boots rang loud on the floor that had been veteran of so many bar fights, spills and hopeless mopping attempts to clean it. The sound peirced the ears of the more nervous patrons like a madman beating of your door at the dead of night. No heads moved as I passed, yet I sensed all eyes on me, following even the ripples at the ends of my jacket. The click of magazines, guns, buckles and anything else deadly that one might have imagined danced through the air with a musical quality, mingling with the hushed newsfeed of the distant monitor which was sheilded by a cloud of forboding smoke.

I took a seat at the bar on one of the less rickety stools and leaned my weight on my elbows, bending inwards on my own little world. The bartender, who had been oblivious or unphased (neither would have surprised me) turned and took notice of me with a grunt. He finished "cleaning," if thats what you could call it, a cloudy mug with a questionable rag and set it neaetly next to several others on a shelf near himself. He nodded his head upwards at me, momentarily reducing the number of chins he had as he stretched, he wanted my order. I spoke as I removed my sunglasses, folding them and hiding them away in my breast pocket, simultaneously retreiving a thin cigar. My voice broke the emptiness of the room like cracks forming in the ice beneath one's feet on a frozen body of water. There was no tension in it, yet it was in stark contrast with the uneasiness of every soul in the room save the disgusting barkeeper and I.


A shot of your darkest rum and a glass of your finest whiskey on the rocks.

He lowered his head in compliance and his chins multiplied again. He lazily scratched the back of his head as he went about his task. Voices crept out of the darker reached of this cesspool and eventually regained their former strength, the strength they had before I had entered. I light my little cigar and leaned back on my stool against the unstable backrest and took a long harsh drag, exhaling quickly. It was of no surprise to me that the caustic smoke and the surrounding air quality was not that much different. The barkeep placed the shot and the glassbefore me, I slid him my C-bill transfer card and picked up the whiskey. I sniffed it cautiously, relived to discover it was a brand known to me. There I sat, sipping on the glass, eyeing the rest of the room. Just killing time.


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MechWarrior Kazuki Kintaro
post Aug 13 2007, 01:40 PM
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Check back tommorow...


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post Aug 13 2007, 04:54 PM
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That looks awesome, can't wait to see more.


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MechWarrior Kazuki Kintaro
post Aug 14 2007, 03:48 PM
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*Feed back would be great, good or bad biggrin.gif*


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post Aug 15 2007, 01:33 AM
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That's fantastic keith! It's very cool to actually 'see' your characters.


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post Aug 15 2007, 09:27 AM
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Wow that is really cool. I wish I was able to draw like that. And of course now you've got me wondering just who the heck those two are. You never cease to amaze me with your story lines Keith


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post Aug 16 2007, 04:54 AM
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I'm REALLY pleased that you guys like the manga/comic style post. I will admit its not 100% what I wanted - but when you've got "Microsoft Paint" as your only picture editing software, you can't expect too much lol.

As for Nero and Sakaki... just wait and see wink.gif

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post Aug 16 2007, 05:27 AM
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I don't think that we have a more inventive Legionnaire here. Stunning that you can draw a picture so well with both words and a pencil with equal skill.


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post Aug 17 2007, 08:23 PM
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Drake makes a dashing entrance into the bar, highlighted by his leather Aero-pilot flight jacket designed in the Federated Suns tradition, complete with an ancient WWI style scarf.

Barkeep, a pint of English ale if you would please.

Drake gets an odd look from the barkeep at first, likely due to his somewhat extravagant attire and attitude.

Does Newcastle suit your taste, Baron von Richthofen?

Aye, that it does!

Drake laughs, amazed at the bartender's reference to the First World War's greatest ace, and the fact that a watering hole in the middle of the Chaos March would be civilized enough to carry an ancient brand of ale that predates the Star League by several centuries.

I haven't had one of these since my last period of leave on New Syrtis. Well done!

The barkeep grins slightly and then goes on ignoring Drake.

Where do they dig these guys up? I swear....


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post Aug 17 2007, 08:27 PM
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By the way, props on the comic. You've got some talent there.


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post Aug 19 2007, 09:44 AM
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It was a simple task – travel from Tai Ceti IV to Sheratan to make contact with Site 187 and collect Grisham, along with three new recruits. Of coarse things aren’t always so simple…

“What the hell was that all about?” Grisham asked as he walked over from his hiding position. I remained silent as I watched Sakaki Kaorin and her friend make their exit.

“Sakaki Kaorin…” I never thought I’d see her again so soon. I looked down at my bleeding hand. I had completely forgotten about that special sword she had sliced me with.

“Are you gonna explain what just happened to me, or are you going to dress your own wound?” Grisham pestered again. I snapped awake from my daze and nodded. We took our seats at the bar and I held my hand open. The bar keep pulled a small first aid kit out from under table and passed it to Sam.

“So… Sakaki Kaorin… what’s her deal?” Sam asked the inevitable as he took out bandages and a pair of surgical scissors. I took a deep breath and sighed loudly.

“You’ve read the data files on General Ren, right?” I asked. Sam replied with a nod as he cut a length of bandage from the roll. “Well, I had planned to take my life to ensure his death. Ren and I plummeted down a rocky chasm, and it should have been my final resting place. However, under instructions from my teacher - The Great Elder of Valasha – Sakaki was ordered to watch over me. She hid in the shadows and when she saw her chance, she made her move and saved me from certain death.”

Sam wiped my hand with cotton wool soaked in TCP (a form of disinfectant). The stinging sensation wasn’t enough to stop my stirring mind recalling memories of the past.

“When she returned my unconscious body back to Valasha, she immediately took care of me during the months it had taken me to recover. We grew fond of each other…” I began to frown. I was now feeling uncomfortable telling Sam about private past.

“And then what?”

“Well, we grew fond of each other and quickly became friendly rivals. I taught her a few things about sword work and she taught me even more. However, when I found out that Ren’s accomplice Doctor Faulkner had also been rescued from the same grave I was meant to die in, I decided to make plans to have him arrested. When he escaped, I grew furious. I neglected Sakaki and immediately made plans to hunt him down…”

“Isn’t that a little harsh for a friendly rival to just come in and start attacking you?” Grisham raised an eyebrow.

“There’s more to it then that… it’s to do with honour of the sword… plus, I think she’s still pissed that her lover just upped and vanished…”

Grisham stopped dead in his tracks and wore a flabbergasted expression across his face.

“You… and her?”

“Yeah. That’s right.” I sighed, looking a little ashamed and embarrassed at the same time.

“Christ Kintaru, you certainly know how to pick ‘em! Just a little advice for the next time you pick your girl – don’t pick the type who knows how to handle a sword!” Sam grumbled as he tied a knot in the bandage. “Especially one who knows how to cut with a wooden sword!”

“It’s not a wooden sword…” I murmured, now looking down ay my bandaged wound. “… the outside is wooden, but inside the sword contains a micro pulse generator that emits sub-sonic frequencies that allow—“

“The simple version please.” Sam butted in.

“Basically it cuts sharper than any metal without having to physically touch any surface. If the frequencies are charged further more, she can cut things at great distances – up to ten meters or so.”

Sam raised an eyebrow.

“You certainly know how to pick ‘em Kintaru…” he said after passing the first aid kit back to the bar keeper. “What about the other guy? The one with the huge sword.”

“Him? I don’t know much about him. His name is Nero Akagi. From what I can tell, those two have been traveling together around the Inner Sphere for years. They are ‘arms for hire’, which explains why they were on Valasha for such a long time.”

“Nero seems to have quite a tight grip on her leash, doesn’t he? Why’s that?”

“Beats me… he was like that on Valasha too. He never raised a finger to her and let her do pretty much what she wanted, as long as he where and what it is was.”

“Kinda like a father then?” the bounty hunter said as he took a final sip from his glass.

“They aren’t related, if that’s what you mean. But he certainly exerts some level of authority on her.” I said, finishing off my drink as well.

“I hope it’s the last we see of them. I don’t really trust sword-wielding maniacs with grudges against ex-lovers, and I certainly don’t trust the silent, giant sword carrying type.”

“Somehow Grisham, I don’t think we’ve seen the last of them.” I rolled my glass in my hands, watching the tiny droplets inside form into one ring that coated the bottom.

“Anyhow, don’t we have some business to attend to?” Sam reminded me.

“Of coarse, we need to collect three new recruits-“ A sunken feeling filled the pit of my stomach.

“Oh god… you don’t think that… those two could be among the three, do you?” I heard Sam say moments before I rushed out the exit door.


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