Gambit's BarArcus Sol

The blondie.

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Remæus

Groups

Arcus Sol's inherited corporation.

Description

Test, blond. Moar.

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Personality

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Arcus Sol's Story

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 20:54:07, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol slinks into the bar, his flowing blonde hair descending across his shoulders as his icy blue eyes dart playfully around the room.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 20:54:19, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol makes his way over to a table in the middle of the ream, and finds himself a seat.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 20:54:39, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol shouts aloud,
I'll have a round, please! Your best gin!

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 20:55:33, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol taps his fingers on the table impatiently. He's wondering to himself,
What the hell is taking them so long...

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 20:55:48, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol exclaims,
Oh! Well thank 'e!

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 20:56:52, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol responds to the broken sentence,
Huh? I think I recognize you from somewhere, I do. But how d' you know me?

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 20:57:08, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol drinks deeply from the gin that was set on his table.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 20:57:14, as a chat transcript.
Wheeeeeeeeww! This is strong stuff!

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 20:59:16, as a chat transcript.
Man, has this place exploded! Gambit must be making ton of money.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 20:59:46, as a chat transcript.
Anyone know when the last time he had to actually rebuild this place was?

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 21:00:24, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol laughs to himself, remembering.
Gambit used to pay a fortune because the Bar was destroyed every other night.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 21:00:53, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol takes another drink of his gin, hearing Terry's comment.
Ahh, that's my Gambit. Always making amiable business deals.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 21:01:40, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol was largely oblivious to the wide array of beings in the bar, ranging from modest humanoids to wretched and dangerous demons.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 21:02:00, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol laughs,
That is quite a truth, mate. What's your name?

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 21:03:02, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol responds to Terry with a slender and lithe-like hand,
I'mma pleased to meet ya'. I'm Sol. Arcus Sol.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 21:03:46, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol ducks his head down slightly, hearing the gunshots outside.
Whew, now that's something I haven't heard in a while.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 21:04:37, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol glances at the female figure, perplexed.
Huh? I'm who?

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 21:04:58, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol follows up,
What is this database you talk about, an' how'd I manage to find myself in it?

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 21:05:34, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol takes a deep swig of his gin, almost emptying the glass at this point.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-15 21:07:15, as written by Remæus
Arcus Sol slides a bit deeper into his chair, as if he were trying to avoid the drama bubbling up in the bar.
Ah, I see... Trantor...