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Post by Sun Qi on Sept 24, 2006 0:28:21 GMT -5
*In the middle of Yang Ding, there is a inn in which all officers of the Fang kingdom go to drink often. It is female hostess, and a strong male bar tender. Upstairs there are countless rooms in which a variety of guests stay in. Almost all are welcomed, except those from the Zhao dynasty.*
((This is a RP area mostly for Fang generals, but others may come too. If your apart of Zhao, consider this a danger zone.))
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Post by Sun Qi on Sept 24, 2006 0:29:04 GMT -5
*Sun Qi enters the tavern with 4 Soldiers with swords as bodyguards. They take a seat at the counter and order some drinks, and sit there drinking and speaking with eachother.*
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Post by Harper Keva on Sept 24, 2006 0:37:54 GMT -5
Slowly Harper Keva would walk into the bar, almost thirty of those men who had followed him into the battle now flanked him. Ever in military apparel. Well then again they did need to 'mourn'! The fact their friends died did not mean they did 'not' get even more money! So do not hurray for them! With a fake little tear one of them would hit Keva upon the shoulder, only to point over at that of Sun Qi, looking at the man and giving a mild chuckle he would just went deeper into the bar along with his men. Hey! They was off work, why stay around the boss? With a cry they would declare the drinks upon Sun Qi's however, only for them to take one. All except for the foreign male which would just sit there, residing to simply that of a bowl of soup. If ever asked of why he never partook upon the merry drinking the excuse the drink did not fit his taste would be given, perhaps he was fond of that drink of his home land? Which he had rarely tasted since his arrival into the country.
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Post by Sun Qi on Sept 24, 2006 0:42:35 GMT -5
*Sun Qi smiled as he heard the men. He of course had no problem of it all being on him, he was the ruler of the city. He turned and saw Keva Harper. Standing up, Qi walks over, and sits across from him.*
Sun Qi: Good day Keva. How are you feeling today?
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Post by Harper Keva on Sept 24, 2006 0:49:08 GMT -5
It was as the man named Sun Qi rose, and they ever so slowly approached that of the merry party the mood of them would suddenly stop.. a almost tense feeling about them. Was he here to consult them of their behavior... or better yet did he have their pay? Almost did they spring out at the man in search of him, however like trained dogs they sat there, however their lusts apparent. Yet almost a groan erupted from the group as he simply asked them how Keva was doing. All of in such a state, well excluding their leader who seemed content on simply eating his meal of soup. Just several hunks of meat in a brown broth, not exactly a gourmet meal. It would be eventually however he would bring down his wooden sticks which had just brought a hunk of meat to his mouth which he almost devoured. Only once down eating it, which he did with no such haste, he would say "Fine."
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Post by Sun Qi on Sept 24, 2006 0:56:21 GMT -5
*Sun Qi felt a bit awkward, considering his one word answer, and his lack of care. Qi eyed his men for a second, then looked back at Keva as he ate.*
Sun Qi: Keva, how do you feel about the zhao dynasty?
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Post by Harper Keva on Sept 24, 2006 1:01:42 GMT -5
With a almost... caring look... err... nice?... flat out neutral face, he would just continue to eat his meal, almost ignoring the man until he was questioned once more, at which he would slowly reply with a twin tone "Depends." was that all he would say! Jesus Christ, the man of one word! What would it possibly take to cause this man to speak with enthusiasm, interest, maybe even a hint of of it! Well at least one person, well more exactly thirty people, liked this conversation. For they could obviously see the warlord's distress, and several of them had to bite their lip's to keep their silents muffled.
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Post by Sun Qi on Sept 24, 2006 1:03:34 GMT -5
*Sun Qi was babbled by the one word answers. Why didn't he give a damn? It annoyed Qi a bit, but he hid that completely.*
Sun Qi: It depends on what, exactly?
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Post by Harper Keva on Sept 24, 2006 1:05:36 GMT -5
Oh surely the man would have to speak with multiple words wouldn't he! Oh lets observe this shy little creature closer and what it has to say.. "Payment."... marvelous! He has kept up his shy little stature and once again managed to answer a question with a single word! Howrah! Howrah!
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Post by Sun Qi on Sept 24, 2006 1:07:58 GMT -5
*Sun Qi sighed in frustration. Why wouldn't he talk? God! It confused Sun Qi so much, and aggrivated the hell out of him. But he kept his cool, despite it.*
Sun Qi: Payment? Do you not care for anything else? What about morals?
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Post by Harper Keva on Sept 24, 2006 1:13:22 GMT -5
Oh would this be it? The finals push upon the siege of the man's vocabulary? Would the walls be cracked open and words forced to spill out in that of a counter attack. "Nein" Oh! No! The walls still stood proud, just as the Spartan Walls held fast against the Carthage many years back!
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Post by Sun Qi on Sept 24, 2006 1:19:51 GMT -5
*Sun Qi sighs again, and gets up. He tried speaking with the general, for he had a strong feeling he resented him, but his attempt failed to actually have a conversation with him. Sun Qi nodded to Keva and went back to the counter and sat down thinking deep.*
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Post by Harper Keva on Sept 24, 2006 1:21:50 GMT -5
It was here and now as the man left, a sudden slurp could be heard behind him as the broth was practically guzzled as one mighty a sweet juice. Or a nasty paste one wished to be rid off soon. It was here and now that he would call up for another, as well as a second for that of the Warlord.
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Post by Sun Qi on Sept 24, 2006 1:28:17 GMT -5
*Qi turns and smiles to Keva, thanking him. Qi walks over to Keva, and sits down again. When their soup is brought, Qi sits there and quietly eats across from Keva. He wasn't exactly sure of what to say.*
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Post by Harper Keva on Sept 25, 2006 16:12:30 GMT -5
Within the party of Mercenaries a cold mood had been put over the group, why had their Lord, Harper Keva invited a employer of all people to eat with them? Several grumbles of disapproval given, however disparted by a cold glare by their leader, they would resume their merry making at the other side of the bar. Leaving just the two to eat in silence, however it would eventually that he would rise. Two bowls of the cheap stew within his stomach, only for him to slowly turn and start to leave the building. However it would be at the door, he would say the soft word of "Bye."
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