Gerald Renault

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-24 22:54:08, as written by Kronos

Gerald Renault pulls the bright orange Screaming Eagle into Gambit's parking lot. With a few keystrokes he powers down the heavily modified bike. What was a sea of light flickers off. Finishing up, he twists out the customized ignition block. Quite rudely, Gerald shoulders his way through Gambit's door and takes a seat directly at the end of the long granite bar.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-24 22:57:14, as written by Kronos

Gerald Renault kicks at the ebony fog with his steel-toed leather boots. He looks across the room, eyes darting from person to person in search of the faggot who's making it impossible to not hit his boots on things. "Who da' fuck...!"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-24 23:01:44, as written by Kronos

Gerald Renault locked eyes with Sophia Voth. Little gears clicked in his brain and his fists curled. Then something darted past him, brushing against his boot. A cat could certainly trip a foolish young, but not a two-hundred and twenty pound man. He kicked in the direction of the skittering, but his gazed was still locked with Sophia.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-24 23:03:08, as a chat transcript.

*gaze

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-24 23:07:59, as written by Kronos

Gerald Renault stubbed his toe. Inside his foot. It hurt like hell. He cursed quite loudly and stomped, sliding and ramming his foot into a barstool with no effect. Gravity was the weak force, compared to muscular action, it was nothing. He fumed. The added effect of the amps' blaring just added to his anger. "Yea girl? Was this ****** fog your idea?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-24 23:09:35, as written by Kronos

Gerald Renault stood still.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-24 23:14:27, as written by Kronos

Gerald Renault continued to stare. The look of apprehension on his face changed into one of hatred. "Talk, girl. Say something."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-24 23:17:35, as written by Kronos

Gerald Renault just turned away and sat down. This girl was hopeless. He rested his boots on the crown molding, out of whatever that was, and looked across the way to the bartender. "A whiskey, straight."

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-24 23:17:53, as written by Kronos

Gerald Renault got his drink, downed it, and headed out for the door.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-05-24 23:17:55, as a chat transcript.

-Exit-

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-18 23:47:24, as written by Kronos

Gerald Renault turned on his heel with the .44 Magnum held high. His baby had killed more than one 'god' in self defense and wouldn't be stopped now. "God. Damn." he muttered, and then he spoke up, "You, stop with that shit." He looked from Sazuka Collins-Ryujin to his gun and back.

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

Last seen at: Gambit's Bar

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