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Post by Atticus on Nov 25, 2005 12:10:29 GMT -5
Atticus' sat at the bar alone no one near him within a range of three stools. He sipped his beer quietly and sighed, "This is how I prefer it..." he said, quietly to himself. "Gah I need some more credits, better find some dope willing to fight me," he muttered as he logged onto the network and started searching for willing opponents. He would of course set the time and place of the match for a later date and time, arrive early and then ambush his witless opponent. Atticus grinned as he searched through the fight requests.
Atticus groaned inwardly as he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He turned to face a very good-looking young woman. She started to ask if she could by him a drink but Atticus cut her off, "Look I'm working here...just please go away.." he said, agitated that his work had been interupted. The girl stormed off in a huff and Atticus irratatedly sipped at his beer as he continued sifting through the fight requests.
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Post by Destiny Nightmare on Nov 25, 2005 12:17:06 GMT -5
Destiny had requested a fight online, but she had not yet recieved an answer... Perhaps they were afraid to get beat by a girl? Who knows. Destiny was in the bar, playing pool by herself. She disliked company, but the last to play her in pool was Mr. Alestar... Dark, they call him. Her last match in a DA match seemed to be with a... ...Pathetic girl who didn't even know how to fight... Perhaps Destiny should have gone easy on her, but she was getting on her nerves.
Still playing pool, one random boy comes up to her and wants to play her... Throwing him a stick, they started their one on one game, and alas, Destiny ended up winning. Once again... Everything is pointless... Destiny leaned against the wall and closed her eyes for a brief moment, taking in all that surrounded her. A boy sitting by himself, a group of guys laughing who wont shut up, the bartender, bouncer, a girl who got rejected by the boy and now she's crying, ect... God, these people wont shut up. Getting bored, which is probably a first, she started playing pool all over again...
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Post by Atticus on Nov 25, 2005 12:20:08 GMT -5
Atticus eyes lit up as he singled out a very interesting request. It was from a girl and according to her public fight record, quite a skilled one. He turned around, beer in hand, to leave, but noticed that exact girl. "Destiny Park..." he muttered softly, as he made his way over to the pool table. "S'cuse me miss, but I believe you posted a fight request...I'm here to answer it," he said, a faint grin playing on his lips. Finally this might be a challenge, a fight worth taking.
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Post by Destiny Nightmare on Nov 25, 2005 12:28:11 GMT -5
"And your answer is..." Destiny stated in an emotionless tone as she continued to play her game. It was that guy who rejected that girl who wont seem to shut up now, and that girl seemed to be glaring at Destiny. Oh joy... Just what Destiny needs... She didn't really care who he was, or how he fought, as long as he was a decent opponant, Destiny would be... ...Fine.
Looking up from her game, she observed him for a moment, then went back to playing. Perhaps this will be somewhat of a challenge for once...
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Post by Atticus on Nov 25, 2005 12:34:01 GMT -5
"I'll give you your fight..." he said, his voice soft but with a harsh edge, "So where and when Ms. Park.." he said, leaning against a wall, arms folded over his chest. This Destiny seemed like quite the character, he was quite interested to see how she would perform in a fight. Atticus was itching for this fight, though he would never let it show, this may finally be the challenging fight he had been searching for.
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Post by Destiny Nightmare on Nov 25, 2005 18:18:03 GMT -5
She never gives out her name, but then again, it must have been online. Ackward? Yes. She had seen him somewhere- Ah, right... From a former teen, she had heard about his devious plans. Get there early, then strike when the opponant comes. "And you would be..." She said in a monotone voice. "I don't care when, nor do I care where this fight will be. That, is up to you." With that, she put her stick back and went up to the bartender as she ordered a mountain dew. She was not in a mood to chit-chat right now, but then, she never is.
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Post by Atticus on Nov 25, 2005 21:23:38 GMT -5
"My name...is Atticus, the fight will be four hours from now in the Urban battleground...I look forward to it," he said, a gleam of exictement lit up his eyes as he made his way out of the bar to prepare for their fight.
((OOC: The post is up))
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