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Arcus Sol
The dashing blonde Chairman and CEO of Sol Enterprises.
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Sol Tower Atrium
a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Remæus, as played by Arcus
So begins...
Arcus Sol's Story
Arcus Sol winks at Syrica Hart, before responding to her in a leaning whisper.
Actually, I'm just along to see beauties like you.
The setting changes from main-street to Master's Dojo
Arcus Sol refuses to stay in Master's Dojo any longer, and immediately exits.
The setting changes from masters-dojo to Side Alley
Arcus Sol punches Dante Piranesi, then dashes off to Main Street.
The setting changes from side-alley to Gambit's Bar
Arcus Sol dashes into the bar, coming from the back room. He moves with such speed that he barely notices the cable laying across his path, and consequently trips over it mid-stride and is sent tumbling into a table.
Arcus Sol skids to a halt, fragments of the table skittering about him as he lands in a pile. Almost as if responding to something even more frustrating, he loudly spits out a blistering stream of obscenities, surely offending the nearest patrons.
Arcus Sol collects himself briefly before rising to his feet. He dusts himself off with a snarl, causing the flowing blond hair to roll down his shoulder before he comments to the nearest party, apologizing for his intrusion in his vaguely foreign accent--
Damn, I'm sorry. I hope I didn't disturb ya'.
Arcus Sol nods, agreeing firmly with Thirteen Fatum.
, he quipped.I thought Gambit made people leave their weapons at the door?
Arcus Sol laughs, shaking his head.
No, it was always something Gambit required. I hear he doesn't come here much, though -- maybe the current managers have fired the bouncers or sumthin'.
Arcus Sol snaps back at Fred Schnieder with the most obnoxious obscenity he can come up with before promptly snapping his foot into the ground and turning towards the door.
Arcus Sol entered Gambit's Bar from the Storeroom in the back. Before walking out from behind the counter, he grabbed a bottle of vodka and a pair of shot glasses--seemingly in anticipation of a drinking companion.
Masako Suzuki slowly pushed through the pair of doors leading into the heavily fortified structure of the bar. The young man was dress in a thick coat with a relatively large hood somewhat drenched by the nearby rain and a simply cap with an almost generic logo spread across it as he made his way further into the bar.
The young man did not entirely remembered the last time he had ventured into this place, dates and times were somewhat obscured in the place he had dwell for a good portion of his time. Still without uttering a word the hacker took his time to access the nearby touch screen at the bar ordering a glass of orange juice before casting a glance over to Arcus Sol for a brief moment.
"Good evening." he greeted in a soft voice before continuing with the screen somewhat pulling out a some credits to purchase the drink ordered.
The young man did not entirely remembered the last time he had ventured into this place, dates and times were somewhat obscured in the place he had dwell for a good portion of his time. Still without uttering a word the hacker took his time to access the nearby touch screen at the bar ordering a glass of orange juice before casting a glance over to Arcus Sol for a brief moment.
"Good evening." he greeted in a soft voice before continuing with the screen somewhat pulling out a some credits to purchase the drink ordered.
Cryoface seemed quite surprised at a figure appearing in the storeroom, grabbing some liquor and glasses. "Man, I've had people jump the bar and help themselves before, but I gotta admit, that's a new one, so I'll let it fly this time." He really couldn't afford to give a shit right now.
Arcus Sol turned his slender head to the left, hearing someone barking in his direction. The flowing blonde hair draping across his raiment fell from his shoulder as he turned, distracted only briefly from the icy blue stare that fell upon Masako Suzuki.
he stabbed, the subtle hint of a foreign accent distinguishing his speech with careful enunciation....is 'ere something you need?
Gambit's brown trench coat swayed as a small breeze rushed into the bar as he opened the door. He scanned the room fighting back a tear of old memories rushing through him. He moves towards the bar and sits on a stool near his old friend, a smirk on his face.
"Dere seems t' be somet'in' wrong wit' your mout' dere. I don't remember punching you dat many times in de face.
Masako Suzuki heard the words linger into his ears and a brief moment took him as familiarity over took him with the icy tone. Thoughts lingered over army officers, LDA interrogators and the assortment of extremely dangerous individuals that the young man had encountered over a brief span of time, somewhat haunting his mind with troubled thoughts before he somewhat dispelled it all back to reality.
"No troubles at all... Merely being friendly." Masako responded in a polite manner shifting his full focus further away from the bar patron and towards searching for the drink that was bound to arrive at any moment.
"No troubles at all... Merely being friendly." Masako responded in a polite manner shifting his full focus further away from the bar patron and towards searching for the drink that was bound to arrive at any moment.
Arcus' eyes darted from Masako Suzuki to the source of the cajun accent. His right hand dropped to his hip, grasping at something tucked away under the folds of his clothing.
he inquired, not entirely certain he heard what he had thought.What'd you just say, there?
A grin came across his face, even through his favored red lensed sunglasses a red energy could be seen. Not to intimidate but simply unable to hide his full excitement.
“
I'm jus' sayin' maybe I should've gone a bit easier on you all dem years ago. If I'da known you'd be stuck in dis dump wit'out me I'da left you some money.
”
Arcus Sol lets his hand fall from his hip as he guffawed.
Though in all honesty, he knew about the blockade that awaited in orbit. He looked to the bottle of vodka and the two glasses on the counter, almost nervously.
he chided.Hahaaaa! I'mma only here for the lucrative trading, an' you know that. You really think I can't a' jus' head to the spaceport up the street?
Though in all honesty, he knew about the blockade that awaited in orbit. He looked to the bottle of vodka and the two glasses on the counter, almost nervously.
Arcus Sol grabbed the bottle of vodka and flipped it about with a snap of his wrist. The top miraculously landed on the counter, spinning--and Arcus poured a dash of the clear liquid into one of the glass, and then with a flip, the other.
Drinks, my friend?
he toasted, raising the glass of his own in response. This of course left the bottle of vodka teetering on the surface of the counter, somehow not quite falling over.Well a'then, we drink to your return!