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Fenzhi Tang

Wanting to get away.

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a character in “Fairway”, originally authored by Moonscar, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Age: 22

Appearance: Fenzhi is lithe and slender. She has short, black hair and bangs that flop into her eyes, and a variety of tattoos along her skin.

Height: 5'7"

Weight: 130 lbs

Fen works for a local cafe in Magnolia County as a server. She's a hit with customers, and works diligently. She finds Fairway boring and exasperating, and is saving money to one day move out. She owns a cat. His name is Raj.

So begins...

Fenzhi Tang's Story

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A whole two days had passed since the escape of the infamous serial killer. The city was tense. No one had any idea where he was. Everyone was to keep their doors shut at night, and if they say anything suspicious, they were to report it right away. His name and mug shots were being broadcast all over Fairway.

Marlon Bulle, 35, white, male, 6’4”, a weight of two hundred pounds, brown eyes, black hair. Everyone knew his face already. He was a celebrity now.

As the news blared onto the TV mounted upon the wall, Fenzhi straightened her apron, then picked up the coffee pot that was sitting on the counter. It was, more or less, a normal morning in the 12th Street Café. Other than occasional talk of murder, the atmosphere was calm.

As Fenzhi slowly made her way to a middle-aged man in a booth, she glanced toward the door, as if expecting trouble. There were two people in the café that morning…two! Normally, it was bustling. 10 am wasn't a terrible hour for the city, was it?

“You look worried, Fen,” said the middle-aged man, peeking over his newspaper. “Do you need to be comforted?”

With a snort, Fenzhi poured his coffee, then turned abruptly. “It’s Miss Tang to you, Mr. Hauer! Please bother someone your age. You've got no chance with someone like me.”

“So you've got accustomed to thinking,” he began, smirking before he took a sip from his mug. “Miss Tang.

Fenzhi dumped herself on a stool behind the counter, face in her hands. As if the morning wasn't already stressful. She gazed longingly, then worriedly, out of the window. She wanted to get out of there, and recent events had only made her more antsy.

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Morgan parked her black sedan in front of the 12th Street Cafe, stepped out, and landed right into a puddle. "Lovely. First day back, and I'm in knee deep already." This she muttered to no one, and stepped up onto the curb and inside the cafe. The bell that was positioned above the door rang through. Surprisingly, Morgan heard it. Usually, the bustle about the restaurant was loud enough to drown it out. Closing the door, her sneakers squeaked as she made her way to a bar stool at the counter.

Sliding unto the seat, she sat her paper in front of her, along with the bulky cell phone that belonged to the department. As if on cue, the phone started to vibrate atop the speckled colored counter. "Marvine." She said into the receiver. "Yeah, I'm back in town. You requested me at the conference today, right?" Pause "Ok, well I'll be there when I get there. You already cut my vacation time in half, which was approved and scheduled 2 months in advance, mind you." Pause "Yeah, yeah. Well I'm worthless without coffee and hashbrowns, so I'll be in within the hour."

The recent activity within Fairview had called the Lieutenant Detective in from her vacation early. It wasn't like she was doing anything special anyways; mostly sleeping, reading, and working out. Regardless, none of her time off was to include anything field related. Until Marlon Bulle pulled off his stunt. This was Morgan's first reason for finding the bastard, to make him pay for interrupting her plans of oblivious nothing; then there was his acts of murder. Yeah, those weren't too socially acceptable. Today was to be the day that the Chief put together his team of investigators, and for whatever reason, he wanted, no demanded, Morgan be a part of it.

Morgan flipped the paper open to it's full extent, and scoffed as Bulle's picture dawned the front. "You'd think the reporters knew his exact whereabouts as much as they write him up and down every damned day now!" Flipping to the sports section, she looked up to Fenzhi, the regular waitress on duty. "How you doin' Fen?" Morgan was a regular, and need not ask the woman for coffee with cream, for she already knew and would start pouring as soon as she was able to tend.

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Daishal Choer Droalon...




His current appearance:
Image After pulling an all-nighter in search of a fugitive who probably wasn't even in Fairway any longer, Daishal had slept atop of a large - and closed - dustbin with Skull resting on the side of his head. He'd only managed to catch an hour of sleep before feeling the over-sized rodent nipping at his ear as if to say 'wake up, I'm hungry'. A loud sigh broke through his pursed lips and groggily he jumped from the bin. "Where d'you wanna eat then?" he asked Skull, who jumped off his shoulder and scurried off with Daishal following closely behind him.

Of course, running through the streets with tattered and blood-stained clothing was bad enough, but to be chasing a rat as well was bound to attract a few odd looks from the bystanders of his home town. Surely they knew who he was. He'd managed to get access to the library computers and printers to print off flyers advertising his services as a bounty hunter. If you needed someone to be tracked or arrested, he was your go-to guy. And he was pretty cheap as well. He didn't require rent because he slept wherever he felt comfortable, and he only needed to eat one meal a day with a few snacks on the side which he usually gave to Skull.

He lived the life of a homeless bounty hunter, and he was pretty damn proud as well.

After a few minutes of running through the crowds of people, both he and his rodent companion arrived at a small café. From outside it appeared to be quite empty but he imagined that more people would flood in the later it got. He lowered his hand to the ground and waited for Skull to scamper up his arm before standing back up again. "I don't think you're allowed in," Daishal said quietly, turning his head to look at the rat. "I'll bring you out some bacon pieces, don't worry. Just wait over by that bench." Skull did as he was told and hid underneath the bench as Daishal entered the café.

Compared to everyone else, Daishal looked a mess, but if he cared about people's opinions then he might've gotten a better education, a home and a dog instead of a rat. He walked up to the bar and stood a few seats down from a woman whom he could only assume was part of the police force. He turned to the young waitress with a slanted grin. "G'morning, can I get a full English breakfast? No egg. An' some orange juice."

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"Ah, Morgan. Been a little while since I've seen you, yeah?" Fenzhi said to the cop, already fixing up her order. "Came just in time. It's slow. I wonder why." She gave the officer a wry smile.

When the bell above the door rang again, just as Fenzhi had finished Morgan's order. It slid across the counter to her. "Morning, sir." she told the man who had come in. "You're a new face. Can I help you?" After listening to his order, she wrote it down and tagged it to the order holder, wheeling it into the kitchen. "Got something for you guys!"

She looked back to Morgan. "Hey, I don't suspect that you know anything about-"

"The murder!"

The little bell rang panickedly as the door was slammed open, and a young girl hurried in with a backpack over her shoulder. Fen sighed. "Walk, Coline."

The girl stopped at the counter abruptly, breath ragged as she struggled to unzip her backpack and take out its contents. She retrieved a manila envelope. "I mean, you guys have heard about it, right!? How are you guys just here doing everything like normal!" From the envelope slipped a picture of someone familiar. Marlon Bulle. "We've got a killer on the loose! I mean, you know about it, right? Who doesn't know about it!?"

"Inside voices, Coline." She gave Daishal and Morgan an apologetic glance. "You might scare off the new guy."

"How can I! How'd this guy escape? They said he just disappeared out of thin air!"

Classified information. How did this little girl get it?

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ImageDaishal Choer Droalon.

Daishal smiled a little at the waitress when she walked off to give his order to the kitchen staff. He hoped the food didn't take too long to arrive, as Skull was incredibly impatient and would probably just run off to find something else to eat after a while of waiting. He wouldn't have minded if it were anyone else or even any other animal, but he loved his rodent companion more than anything and so Daishal was often very wary and protective over what Skull did and didn't eat.

The waitress turned to speak to the police officer so Daishal took this moment to rest his head on the desk and take a breath. He was startled a little when a young girl's voice called out something about a murder, which he thought was quite odd. He'd heard about the murder, he'd heard about the murderer... But more importantly, he'd heard about the disappearance. It was a strange case that he was looking into but hadn't had much luck with it so far. He wasn't the type to seek out a criminal without there being payment involved, so he'd have to just leave it be until someone approached him and actually offered payment for his services.

"Inside voices, Coline," said the waitress, "you might scare off the new guy." He lifted his head up and met her glance but said nothing aside from shaking his head a little. "How can I! How'd this guy escape? They said he just disappeared out of thin air!" Daishal took this moment to chuckle quietly to himself, but still he didn't interrupt the conversation by saying anything. He'd just watch and wait to see how the conversation would play out.

When a customer came in, Skull had managed to run through the gap that the guy had left in the door, and immediately after he entered he ran up to Daishal, crawled up his chair, then his back and sat down on his shoulder. "I told you that you weren't allowed in, you little shit," he growled, but left the rat to it after a moment. Skull looked over at the waitress and kept his eyes on her, just staring...

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Morgan acknowledged the server, "Yeah. Vacation time."

Barely noticing the new patron who entered, Morgan buried her nose in the newspaper. Not that there was anything particularly interesting, but none the less, a timeless tradition.

Winning Lottery: 19, 21, 53, 47, 13
Morgan reached into her back pocket, and crumbled up a small square of paper, setting it next to her glass of water.
Today's High Temperature: 67
Your Horoscope For Today... 'No thank you.' Morgan shoved the paper aside, as her plate of food slid to her front, steam rising, and torturing her senses.

Inbetween bites of bacon and toast, Morgan started to answer Fenzhi, but the child came storming in just as. This gave Morgan ample opportunity to finish her food, before she actually took notice to the child's rantings due to her folder full of 'evidence'. Wiping the remaining egg from the corners of her mouth, she took a swig of her coffee.

This guy was getting far too much attention for Morgan's tastes. However, she didn't know much of it, just what everyone else did, due to her absence. "Tell you what, Coline? Is It?" Morgan folded her newspaper up back to it's original form, "How about we trade? huh? I've heard that the killer himself keeps a keen eye on those who follow his work. No sense in putting yourself in danger. That's what I'm here for." Morgan attempted a smile, while turning to flash her silver badge. Gently replacing the young girls papers with the newspaper, Morgan situated it opposite side the child, "Now then, I should be shoving off..." Morgan looked down to her watch, "And perhaps, miss Coline, school is going to be starting soon? Would you like a ride V.I.P style? Just to keep you safe from any lurking serial killers, that is." Morgan eyed Fenzhi. Not many saw a gentle side to the Detective, but children weren't a bother to her for the most part.