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 Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 3:09 pm
Ardin City is fantastically large, perhaps the largest city on the Greater Continent. Many are proud to call it their home, even the residents of Ardin’s rather large poor district. Pushed to the southernmost part of the city, this district is rather disreputable and exactly the kind of place one would expect a rogue to operate. A general anarchy reigns in the South District. The buildings are much too close together and barely allow any light to touch the rough cobblestone beneath them. The buildings are diverse, ranging from huts to full tenant apartments. The people are much more disreputable than the buildings, however. The South District is infamous for the number of outlaws and rogues here. There's no telling what kind of shady characters call the South District home.
Somewhere in the convoluted alleyways, there is a rundown building that had once been a small tavern. Many of the rafters have since fallen, and the roof is half gone, rotted with age. Xiomara calls it her home. Although Xiomara has several "rat holes" around the city, this is the only one with any sense of personal touch and value.
((Eh, just a RP zone for fun. Do whatever you want, just watch your step I guess. razz ))
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 3:10 pm
Xiomara made her way through the dark alleyways. Although she made several turns with seemingly no reason, she did have a purpose in her direction. She was heading home after a long day of stealing and general roguery.
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 7:42 pm
A figure stood in the shadows ahead of her, but the silhouette was unmistakable with the brimmed hat, crooked nose and cigarette held loosely in his lips. Was he there by coincidence? Perhaps.
((I'm just pulling this out of my a**. We'll see where this goes.))
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 8:11 pm
Xiomara had to pause for a moment to make out the figure in the darkness. It was disorienting to see a familiar figure like Tracer in a place like this, but she didn't seem alarmed. No matter what Tracer's intentions were, he was on her hunting grounds.
"Tracer," she greeted casually. "Should I be nervous that you're here?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 8:06 am
Tracer dropped the cigarette onto the ground and casually stamped it out. His head turned to face her.
"That depends on who ya' might have pissed off recently. Otherwise, not really." he replied, blowing one last plume of smoke.
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 9:19 am
"I see. In that case, who are you looking for?" The bandit asked. She realized that it probably wasn't the most friendly greeting, but at least she was asking honest questions. There wasn't any need for formality- they could see eye to eye, really.
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 9:39 am
"Nobody, actually. Nah...I'm here ta' lay low fer' awhile." David replied. The bounty hunter peered into a trash bin next to him. He saw nothing of interest.
"I figgur'd this primitive backwater planet would do nicely."
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 12:53 pm
Harvar walked into the alley, hearing the last bits of conversation. "Problem with backwater planets, they are often the first searched. Easier to get a false ID and hang around in average motels" he said.
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 1:10 pm
Xiomara was about to ask why David wanted to lay low, when the other stranger appeared.
"This place isn't as bad as it could be," she said. On cue, there was a horrid scream somewhere in the alleys, as if someone had just been murdered. The rogue paused for a moment, then turned to Harvar.
"Who are you?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 1:23 pm
David looked at Harvar with a bored fascination. The bounty hunter was wary of strangers that entered conversations out of the blue. Especially in a place like this. At least the stranger had changed the subject. He didn't want to blow his lungs out explaining the last few weeks to Xiomara.
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 1:24 pm
"Sentinel is what I'm used to being called" Harvar replied, smiling a little. Whether or not he would explain that he was an Imaginifier and a tech in the Roman Legions was something that would take more persuasion than many had.
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 1:47 pm
"Oh? Well, since I've been bothering Tracer here about it, what's your business in these parts?" Xiomara asked. "Especially when finding average motels is so much easier."
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Posted: Sat Sep 25, 2010 11:13 pm
"I dun' care much fer' motels. I dun' trust the housekeepin'. I usually uh...go hire some 'company' for the night." David explained in a blunt manner.
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 11:47 am
"Company? What happened to the tall chick who was always with you? The alien." Xiomara recalled that she hadn't seen Eva recently.
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 2:10 pm
"That and why are you being pursued Mr. Tracer?" Harvar asked as well.
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