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Pluto Milas
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Gambit's Hotel, 2nd Floor
a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by LeBeau, as played by RolePlayGateway
So begins...
Pluto Milas's Story
He eyed Vetis, than Quinn. "I'm curious as to why you're adressing them. They have little to do with it and we're merely acquaintances, if that." He brought his glass to his lips once more, taking a sip then tossing it over the counter. "Seems that all those hermones of yours are driving you insane."
He span around childishly on his stool, facing the bar as he knocked atop the wooden counter top. He extended his arm, reaching for a glass as he exaggerated a grunt. He wrapped a finger around a Vodka glass as he pulled it towards him. "Apparently I'm trying to scare it now. Strange creature what one is."
He eyed Vetis, pouring himself a glass and offering the bottle to him. Wether he'd take it or not, Pluto would rest the bottle next to him.
He reached for the guitar slung across his back, readjusting it my its neck. He teased each string for a moment before delving into a rather simple melody. He surveyed the bar once, then twice.
He eyed Vetis, pouring himself a glass and offering the bottle to him. Wether he'd take it or not, Pluto would rest the bottle next to him.
He reached for the guitar slung across his back, readjusting it my its neck. He teased each string for a moment before delving into a rather simple melody. He surveyed the bar once, then twice.
Pluto continued idly strumming at the strings of his guitar. "I'd rather not get up. I don't believe i know you either. You can tell me what you need or you can vacate my presence. Up to you."
Pluto eyed the creature with peaked curiosity. "I wasn't aware that the bar belonged to you. Regardless, I'll remain where I am."
Pluto let out a sigh as he continued surveying the small creature. "I won't take your word for it. You can converse with me right here if you need to." He took another sip from his glass as he noticed the pair leaving, resting it on the now empty stool beside him.
All the while the other man seemed to be growling closer, whittling down the crowd. "I can smell the creature." He spoke to no one in particular, at least no one that was physically before him.
All the while the other man seemed to be growling closer, whittling down the crowd. "I can smell the creature." He spoke to no one in particular, at least no one that was physically before him.
He listened as intently as he could, seemed as if the vampire thing had been telling tales of Pluto. "Upsetting patrons? You have concerns larger than me."
"And here was me, thinking Gambit's was a lawless place. I'll do as I plea-" The other man interjected, stepping between the two. "What's going on? This man's my brother."
Pluto rose a brow, peeking over the newcomer's shoulder. "No I'm not." He almost cheered with a laugh.
Pluto rose a brow, peeking over the newcomer's shoulder. "No I'm not." He almost cheered with a laugh.
Pluto's curiosity was peaked for a moment as he gazed at the side of the mans face. "I've never met you before, sure." He took the opportunity to hoist himself up and over the bar, pulling his guitar with him. He idly perused the various bottles litter across the shelves.
Pluto continued on as he tipped a few bottles into his hands. He examined the labels for a moment or two. "Don't know what cha mean, fluff ball." He laughed, much too pleased with his own excuse for a joke.
Pluto's guitar hung over his abdomen with a hand on the neck and a palm against the pick guard. His fingers grazed each string as he began a shallow melody with the base of his palm.The brim of his hat casting that familiar shadow across his features, his expression benighted.
He bit at his bottom lip, seemingly searching for a song. He eyed the counter, perhaps considering a short respite. The idea quickly withered away. What was the effect of alcohol compared to taste of a soul.
He looked to each patron hungrily. Perhaps if the the hat hadn't shrouded his expression, it would alert the others to some semblance of danger.
He bit at his bottom lip, seemingly searching for a song. He eyed the counter, perhaps considering a short respite. The idea quickly withered away. What was the effect of alcohol compared to taste of a soul.
He looked to each patron hungrily. Perhaps if the the hat hadn't shrouded his expression, it would alert the others to some semblance of danger.
"Daww, babies a bit cranky tonight." Pluto taunted as he strode past, guitar dragging behind him. He whistled idly as he surveyed the bar, perhaps searching for another feast. His head was bare tonight, his usual hat strangely absent. It had become quite the staple, the shadow it had cast over Pluto's face gave him a semblance of safety.
He stopped by the counter as he leaned against it, searching for a drink to meet his tastes.
He stopped by the counter as he leaned against it, searching for a drink to meet his tastes.
Pluto seemingly tensed at the familiar click of a pistol. With a breath he spoke "You should be careful with those, they tend to have a mind of their own." He turned as his back met the counter. "You should so something about your rage. It's hardly attractive."
Pluto mocked applause as he tapped one hand into the palm of his other. "That joke may of worked if you werent a vampire. Pot calling the kettle black?" He teased the sleeves of his jacket, once against diverting his attention. He pulled himself over the bar, landing behind the register as to get a better view of the drinks that littered the shelf.
Pluto sighed as the familiar man appeared before him once more. "Not you again." He gazed down at their new company. "A child too?"
Pluto rose a brow. "Hello? I'll suck your soul and spit out what's left. Get out of here child, I have no time for you or your friend."
Pluto crouched down before her. "Congratulations. I hope you enjoy damnation." He poked a finger at her chest. "You realize you're hollow in there now, right? No soul to speak of."
Pluto furrowed his brows as he looked on. He held his tongue, feeling an odd sense of empathy. Such feelings were ussualy far from his range, yet he saw himself in the girl. His own struggles and his own worries. He was once in her place.
He averted his attention to the Angel. "Why do you bring this child to me? My answer is still no."
He averted his attention to the Angel. "Why do you bring this child to me? My answer is still no."