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Old Bones

They tried to kill me, y'know? Jokes on them! Hahaha!

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

Description

Death may have driven Old Bones a little crazy, but you can't really blame him. Once the leader of one of the largest electricity distributors, the competition decided there was no way to deal with him other than to knock him off. Unfortunately he didn't agree with the outcome, springing back to life. However, by the time he did he was about three decades too late and everyone had long since forgotten his name, even him! Nameless and aimless he shambled around until someone finally took notice of the corpse and picked him up. Being already dead, it turned out, was a great asset to the right people and he was employed from that point on as an assassin. Mysterious since his death he has developed a series of almost ironic powers which he uses to aid him in his mission, between playing dead. Clad entirely in black he hunts through the night, seeking his targets to eliminate them.

Oil
On command liquid gold can spew forth from any and every cavity of this rotten being, highly toxic and highly flammable. Slick and smelly, the very fumes can lead to nausea and consumption can make someone seriously ill.

Ignition
Not to be confused with flames, this is a spark of an electrical nature, usually between the fingertips but he can do it from most points of his body. Anywhere that bone touches bone. This can make a powerful electrical current, able to zap people distantly connected via strong conductors. To some extent he can control and manipulate the flow of this electricity. He cannot cast it into the air as it disperses straight back into his body, then the ground.

Bone Growth
Any part of his body can grow skeletal extensions, even parts no longer connected! It allows him to reconstitute his own damaged and destroyed body, or potentially make weapons or sneak attacks.

Electro Magnetic Pulse
With a mana battery hidden and lodged firmly in his chest, he can unleash a powerful electro-magnetic pulse to disable all electronics in the nearby area.

Tools
In his bony body is an armory worth of metal bits that he can grab and throw, including knives, spiked chains, a saber and a nasty cage trap lining his ribs to catch onto an unsuspecting target.

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So begins...

Old Bones's Story

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"Oh..." Aiya said, sounding unsurprised, "Yeah he was always weird. I was kinda worried he would put an evil AI in my neck that made me attack people or something... When I got to know him I mean. I didn't know about him until after Orion."
Sophie however raised her dress triumphantly. "Can we go home and try this on?" she asked with great urgency and excitement. Aiya smiled awkwardly down at the girl, then shrugged. "Sure I guess... We're going to go," she added, looking to Avia.

Except they weren't so fortunate. Recently tipped off that some defunct Orion tech was in the nearby area, and by mere chance of having to operate literally next door to the plaza, a group had their eyes on Avia, Sophie and Aiya.

Vidious Renati was dressed in black synthetic silk robes with long sleeves, matching gloves and a cowl to cover his head. Two men, his infamous Sleeveless guards, walked beside him, dressed almost the same but with veils covering their face and their trademark lack of sleeves. They approach from the rear of Aiya and Sophie and made no effort to hide themselves. And much more subtly weaving through the crowds was a ninja-dressed skeleton and a man all too tall.

They were a part of an infamous group, the Assassin Society, and they had come to lay claim on what they felt was rightfully theirs. For now no weapons were drawn and no ill-intent laid in the direction of the three girls.

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There was a problem.

Typically when Char moved through crowded cities, he used a combination of his grapnel lines and his rocketpack to move from rooftop to rooftop to expedite movement from location to location. On a particularly long flight, however, something seemed to have clogged one of the intakes for the pack, and as a result one of the six engines on his back had a violent flame out while the other two on the same side sputtered and lost thrust for the most part. The result was a huge red armored Mando'ad spiraling out of control through the air, trailing a corkscrew of black smoke as he spun out of control, the rocketpack shrieking as it's thrusters were overtaxed by his armor's weight. Most people would be quick to move out of the falling merc's way as he landed hard on the street at a roll, though the unyielding surface of a wall would halt his lateral movement with bone-jarring force before he could bleed away all of his inertia. Groaning, he stood and stretched, and generally nobody could have missed his entrance.

"Shabla sen'tra! Wayii, mirdir ni shukur ner kovid."

After muttering to himself for a few moments, he shook his head and attempted to get a bearing on his location.

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"...yes, I suppose you don't remember much, Aiya, do you?" asked Avia, folding her arms. She glanced over Aiya's shoulder and over Sophie's head, nothing the movement of three figures. They weren't...too noteworthy to Wing City standards. "Well...there's not much I can do about that, I guess. You two have fun. That dress is awfully pretty, Sophie. I think you'll look very nice. I'm off, t-"

Someone fell out of the sky.

This was not always a strange thing. People fell out of the sky sometimes. Just not all the time. Thus, due to the nature of the event, it did, indeed, demand attention.

Swiftly, Avia held up a finger to both Sophie and Aiya, then closed the distance to the person...the...thing that had dropped from the heavens.

"I could make a lame joke concerning the pickup line 'did it hurt?' but I don't believe it's the time. Are you alright? Can you understand me?" the woman asked the merc.

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Aiya's attention also turned towards the fallen man as her mouth opened up to let out the most confused; "Char?" Sophie's response was a little less polite, bursting into laughter and pointing at him.

Until Vidious drew in close. "Excuse me," came the cool tone of his voice washing over the group, along with an atmosphere of dead air. Not dead as in rotting, but dead as in absent of life. Stale. "I couldn't help but recently notice that one of you people accessed the wireless connection of the defunct Orion Industries. I find it curious that it would bring me to you three." His pupils drifted from woman to woman, then to Char before dismissively moving on. He didn't recognize the man as important. "As one of the benefactors of Orion Industries I'm going to have to ask you to surrender all Orion Industries assets to our hands."

Aiya raised her eyebrow. "Well... I can't. It's wired into the back of my neck and I don't have an-"
"Your equipment is of little concern to us." By now the presence of Old Bones and Chilx would become much more noticeable, the skeleton and the extremely long-legged man now standing close enough to be 'at the ready'. "Our focus lies more with Android X-6."
"Wh-"
"Go away!" Sophie shouted, "You never found my brother so I won't go with you!"
The level of her voice started to garner concerned looks from nearby passerby's.

The setting changes from Wing City Plaza to Eat Out - Tierge's Resturant

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The term elderly gentleman could have been applied to Ol' Bones. He was dressed like a gentleman, in a fine suit with a white vest under a black tailcoat and with a fine top hat to polish it off right down to a bow tie. He even held himself like an elderly gentleman, shoulders slightly hunched as he hobbled about on a cane which clacked against the floor loudly. Yes, he could have been an elderly gentlemen were it not for the fact he was dead. A skeleton, in fact, hence the name.

Some nights he was a force to be reckoned with, a terrifying specter clad in dirty, ripped black cloth leaping from rooftop to rooftop with the intent to kill for pay, trying to satisfy a vengeance he would never reach. But days like this? Ah...

He wobbled his way down the restaurant until he was inline with the Elven lady, where he bowed his head and tipped his hat. His jaw pulled tight into what was no doubt meant to be a smile, or maybe a grimace. "Excuse me, but might you indulge an old man going on his days journey with some conversation?" An odd request perhaps, but friendly enough in tone, which seemed to come from his throat despite no movement of his mouth.

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The red elf's mouth hung open for a moment as a gentleman of the thinnest sort that Aria had ever laid eyes upon decided to ask her for polite conversation. She quickly snapped her jaw shut before the expression could be considered rude, clearing her throat as she quickly resettled her composition. Since when was it normal for the dead to just walk around wearing tailcoats and carrying canes? Then again, she had to admit she was still getting used to the city in general, and a polite skeleton was definitely much better company than the charred corpse she had left in an alley an hour before. The punk had deserved it for grabbing her, though.

Aria motioned lightly to the seat across the table from her, her expression switching from confusion to cheerful welcome in an instant,"I don't mind at all, I'd hardly be a proper dragon if I refused the chance for an interesting chat with an interesting chap. And feel free to call me Aria, mister......" She left the invitation for a name to be filled in, as she sat up a little, decidedly intrigued by the stranger.

The waitress set a tall glass of a creamy liquid in front of the elven woman, and blinked at the skeleton, though the poor girl has probably seen worse. She was a native to Wing, after all,"Ah, can I get you something to drink as well, sir?"

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With a slow creaking he managed to take a seat opposite her before resting his cane against his thigh and the floor. "Ah, it feels good to get off my feet," he said with a nod as the waitress caught his attention. "Hm? Oh no I'm fine young miss, unless you have some oil for me old joints, but otherwise I will manage, hmhm!" he chuckled, only to return his skull towards his present company.

"My eyes or ears must be getting old, but I could have sworn you said you were a dragon. You hardly look the part! Certainly not as bad as my wife ever was," he joked in a cheery tone as he took his hat off of his dull pale skull and rest it in his lap. "Ah but it is pleasant to meet you Aria. I had a name once, but I seem to have forgotten it with age, so you may call me Ol' Bones if you like, or something else. There's no harm in a good nickname and its probably better than anything I could come up with, hmhm!" he chuckled again. Occasionally his jaw would move, as if he was speaking, but it seemed to be a more conscious effort than actual requirement to speak.

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"Well, half, to be technical, but I'd like to think I stay true as one can, to that heritage. Besides, its not all that uncommon for dragons to assume a...people-friendly form." Aria took a small sip of her drink and gave a happy sigh,"Pyron be praised. I didn't think there was a joint on this wretched dirt ball that served proper beverages."

The waitress nodded lightly at Bones, asking if Aria wanted to order anything to eat. The red elf ordered what sounded like a listing of general meats, all "Lightly braised", with the chef's choice of seasoning. Once the waitress took her leave, Aria turned her full attention back to the skeletal gentleman before her,"Old Bones, huh? Seems as good a name as any, since a name's really just a way to know who's attention is trying to be gained in the first place."

She leaned forward, resting her elbows on the tabletop, and tried to pick up what she could of the skeleton's scent. In this form she wouldn't get anything more than the average human would, but the habit was there anyways,"So, are you a native to this city, or are you just passing though, like myself? Personally, I'm from somewhere a bit more crowded, and a bit more orderly. I don't think I've seen a single law enforcer since I've popped in here..." She rolled her eyes to punctuate the statement, as she gave a touch of thought to places where there seemed to be a cop on every corner.

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This question took some thought for a moment, one skeletal finger tapping on his lower jaw as his head tilted upwards and he stared into the air. "Native? Oh, I suppose I was some thirty or more years ago." He shrugged, then suddenly lent forward and announced, "Then I died!" He broke into a mad cackle, perhaps a little too enthusiastic, but it was just a joke. He rocked back in his chair again, head tilted slightly downwards so the corners of his mouth seemed 'raised' but it was just a trick of the eye.

"Ah, but the law is all about. And if they're not there's always some friendly folks around to help. Like Ol' Bones, the best skeleton in town to know. If you get yourself a pickle, give him a ring and he'll come a'running, hmhm!" He couldn't help that amused chuckle. "If I can pass on one thing I've learned then let it be this; it's not what you know, but who you know. And Ol' Bones knows a great deal of people, girly." He gave a couple of nods as if to affirm his point.

"So what brings you to this, ah, 'wretched dirt ball' that I call home?" He didn't seem to have taken any offence at the words. If anything, he sounded amused.

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Ol' Bone's joke seemed to be lost on Aria, who only raised an eyebrow in an amused expression. It was like watching an old man tell a story that didn't make too much sense, but was clearly hilarious by his own experience. She guessed she had to be there. She did allow a small smile and even a chuckle, but it was more at the the scene of a laughing, meatless, old man than anything. Something about the whole thing struck her as funny. He settled down again, quickly enough, and Aria held only her amused smirk in the end.

He informed her that there was in fact, law enforcement, though she guessed one had to pay for that sort of thing. Or know the right people at least. "Girly, huh? Well judging by your fantastic sense of humor and snappy dressing, I'll assume you're not the usual garden-variety shambling undead. In fact, for a guy with no flesh, you're a pretty spry old guy."

She paused at the question, as she hadn't even considered her words to be offensive even to a native, after all, as far as she was concerned, anywhere she couldn't get a proper drink was as good as burnt. She shrugged lightly with another sip of eggnog,"Wandering mostly. Back home a few people seem to be all hot and bothered about the space in this area, so I thought I'd come see for myself. They say there's nothing new under the sun, and so far as I can tell, the cliché still rings true. Besides, I thought maybe I'd offer new folks the chance to witness the might and glory of a true red dragon, or at least some proper metalcraft. I'm not knocking these fancy alloys, but it seems like no one knows the value of pride in their work."

She huffed, taking her own turn to sound like an old person before hiding her face in her drink again,"Kids these days."

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"Spry? Aha!" he laughed with a rattle of his body, "Well I did try to stay fit in my younger years. Must be finally paying off." He gave a small tug on his tailcoat around his shoulders where it hung loosely. But as she talked he lent forward, head seeming neutral in expression (though it was hard enough to read to begin with), nodding at points he agreed and understood before he finally gave off, "Ahhh..." a sigh of knowing. "Pride? You won't find much pride around here. No honour amongst thieves and all that, they say!"

Suddenly his bony hand curled into a fist and thumped against his ribcage twice. "Oh," he groaned, "I think I have a bit of indigestion. Awful." He gave a small shudder and a start and then-!
Bright coloured flowers of all different kinds flew up his throat, right through the empty bit of his jaw and out of a now gaping mouth. "Blaaah!" he called, like it was his tongue and so she could examine his throat. Slowly he plucked them from his mouth and placed them on the table, neat and trim, head now swiveling about on his spine until he spotted a glass of water on a nearby table to slip the fauna into. "Awful awful, hmhm!" he chuckled in amusement. "I wonder how they got there."

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Aria could only stare as her undead companion suddenly became a colorful chiapet, much to his discomfort. She had never heard of that sort of thing happening to any necromancer, let alone anything animated by the spell-slingers of that sort. Ususally if something went wrong, it didn't look like the silly antics of a grandfather magician putting on a show for toddlers. The abrupt flowers were placed into someone's water, as Ol' Bones settled himself down, and the red elf had to chug the rest of her drink to keep from dissolving into a fit of girlish laughter. She had to admit the whole thing was quite comical.

Once both the skeleton and the half dragon were settled enough for polite conversation, Aria had to ask, though it was impossible to keep the brunt of her amusement from her tone,"So that sort of thing happen to you a lot, or am I just lucky enough to witness the rare blooming of the senex florum?" She gave some thought, and glanced around to see where the waitress had gotten to, since her glass was now empty. Lacking a refill, Aria's eyes moved back to Ol' Bones,"Might mean that you're not animated by necromancy at all. Though I have to say, this isn't exactly my area of expertise. I deal with armaments and armor only."

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"Necromancy? Fah, no such new-fangled fancy magic!" he insisted, giving a tug of his bowtie to straighten it once more. "Ahh, but no, I was brought back by good old fashioned science." He gave a tap of his chest around where the heart was. "But I wouldn't say bringing back the dead has no magic to it." He looked up to the air thoughtful for a moment. "I can remember," he mumbled, "That I used to be in charge of a big power company. I can't remember what sort of man I was, just that I never had any time for anything but business. So good at my job, I was, they had to put me down."

His head tilted level once more, righting his jawline so it no longer appeared to be frowning. "'Course, I was pretty happy to lie there for a while, but I guess something about all that happened just didn't settle quite right with me, so..." With a small gesture of grasping an edge and lifting his head up like a mime he continued, "I climbed up out of my grave, heart beating strong, only to find nobody decided to wait for Ol' Bones."

He fell sullenly quiet, voice now just a mumble. "I'd been... Twenty... eight years in the grave." His shoulders rose and fell in a silent, breathless sigh as his head turned down slightly. "I guess the world just didn't have time for me. You youngin's... Just move so fast, hmhm," he chuckled softly, "So nowadays I take the time to appreciate this second blessing that life has given me to do well to others, until I can settle whatever problems keep me clinging to this world."

"Ah! But enough of my old problems!" he insisted almost as if trying to dismiss it all, "I'm happy. I have a comfortable job that takes care of my very few needs and gives me plenty of spare time to go around and enjoy whats important in life, like feeding the birds."

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Aria snorted in amusement at the dismissal of necromancy as 'new-fangled' and 'fancy', though she couldn't help but feel a touch nostalgic. She very unfortunately allowed the old man to ramble on, and she had to wonder if he had a beard when he was alive. Possibly? She imagined him with a beard anyways as he explained how he came to be a wandering bag of bones, without the bag, of course. However despite all her bravado and sarcasm, she couldn't help but feel for the creaky old skeleton, and frowned visibly, even feeling a little of...what was that? Shame? Regret? It had been a long time since she had considered such things, and they left a sting that Aria was quick to shove back to the back of her mind and under the layers of ego and violence where they belonged.

Luckily Ol' Bones seemed to brighten up as well, mentioning feeding birds. Wait.

"So you carry bird seed? Like, in your pocket? Maybe even in your breast pocket in your jacket?" She pointed at her own chest to emphasize the point, and had a feeling that she might know where those flowers had come from.

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He seemed to catch on quickly, raising a hand to his left breast pocket. "Over here? What a silly place to carry birdseed! I'd be chased and harrassed by birds all day!" He patted the pocket. "However..." There was a thump beneath the table and a sound of escaping seeds scattering on the floor, his head tilting straight down to look under the table edge. "Oops," he said, followed by an amused chuckle. "Okay, you've got me." He leaned over and tilted his head. "I carry it in my rib cage."

And, well, he did. Why use pockets when he had a large cavity of which to store things. Like the bag of birdseed which had just slipped past his pelvic bones and done his pants-leg to the floor. "Maybe some day, if you have time to spare on an old fool, I could show you the best places to find birds."

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Aria snickered at the sound of scattering seeds,"How long have you kept those things in there, Gramps? No wonder you have flowers sprouting out of your mouth."

It was about that time that the table was filled with plates upon plates of different meats, dripping with juices, and in some cases, different sauces. The half-dragon grinned brightly at the feast fit for a family of lots, and nodded lightly to the waitress as she carefully fit all the plates on the table, with an apology to Ol' Bones. Aria, however, didn't apologize, but rather dug into the meal, even cracking open bones to eat the marrow. She wasn't sure if she should offer or not, however, since obviously anything the old skeleton ate would just stain his clothes. Instead, Aria opted to continue with the small talk, speaking between bites.

"So what exactly is it you do, anyways? Advertise for chiropractors? Teach biology classes? Pose nude for painters?"

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Had Old Bones peppers who would have been shocked at the eating speed of the girl. Her appetite and enthusiasm was admirable. He gave a hearty chuckle at her jokes, raising one finger and thumb to brush his chin at a beard that wasn't there. "Ooh," he rasped, "Well now, I work down at the local store, stocking the shelves or filling bags. It's very mundane and its only some afternoons, but its enough to keep an old-timer like me cared for."

"How's lunch?" he asked, now slipping a hand inside his coat before withdrawing a wallet and opening it up. There were a few ratty looking notes in there, but the wallet, like his clothes, looked well off. He clearly had at least a little pride for his appearance, even if he was dead. "Ah, but I think I'll have to be off soon. My shows are going to come on and I'd hate to miss them."

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Aria paused to wave passively at the wallet,"You didn't even get anything, I'll pay for my own lunch, thanks." She swallowed what she was chewing, which had cracked and crunched loudly before being devoured, so that she could wipe her hands clean and offer a handshake to Ol' Bones. She was luckily pretty clean, despite the nature of her meal, so there was no danger of her getting the poor skeleton covered in anything sticky.

"It was nice to meet you, Old Bones, I'm sure our paths will cross again. After all, you have to show me where the best spots to feed birds are, right?"

Aria was actually shocked at her own lack of sarcasm, though it didn't show. Honestly she was tired and lonely, and she was starting to think maybe she had an idea what the old guy was rambling on about. Some of it at least. She has the feeling that maybe he was a little more inclined to rambling than her. In any event, she had extended the invitation for an actual friendship, merely because of a chance meeting.

"Besides, I have to thank you for giving me a little hope for this area. i was beginning to think there was no such thing as civility in these parts."

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Ol' Bones gave a tip of his head and a friendly shake of his hand (which was just bone with as much strength as you'd expect from an average man). "No no, I insist," he answered, reaching for some cash once his hand was freed from hers, "After all, what am I going to spend it on? Food? Smokes? Women? Hmhm." He amused himself with that last one as he now rose from the table and placed the money on top of it, grasping his cane and leaning over it. "Ah... yes. I think I'll be on my way. It was a pleasure meeting you, Aria. Best of luck."

He started on his way for the door, whistling a small tune to himself while he hobbled slowly away.

The setting changes from Eat Out - Tierge's Resturant to Wing City Plaza

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"Ma'am, in my experience there is never not a time for lame pickup lines. For example, I might counter your line with, "Have I died and gone to heaven, because I'd like to sleep with an angel". Anyway, I'm good to go. Think I broke my pride in the landing, but it'll get better I guess. Don't guess you've got a line on a Jetpack repairman, do you?"

He dusted his armor and kama off, doing a quick systems check over his HUD. Everything came up green, so he figured he was mostly good to go. Little bruised up, little dizzy, but the armor took the brunt of the damage, and the CNT emergency systems locked up before he could dislocate or hyperextend anything. He had a feeling he was going to be stiff for a couple of days though. He glanced over at the familiar figures of Aiya and Sophie and raised a hand in cordial greeting.

" 'Cuy. Sorry to drop in on you ladies unannounced. Purely by chance, I assure you."