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Gambit's Bar Basement

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a part of The Multiverse, by Remæus.

You have found your way to the basement of Gambit's Bar. Vast quantities of foodstuffs and the hardware necessary to power a bar and nine stories of hotel are stored here, among various and sundry tools and other pieces of hardware. It's difficult to move around, as if whoever laid this place out doesn't want you to find something.

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You have found your way to the basement of Gambit's Bar. Vast quantities of foodstuffs and the hardware necessary to power a bar and nine stories of hotel are stored here, among various and sundry tools and other pieces of hardware. It's difficult to move around, as if whoever laid this place out doesn't want you to find something.
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Gambit's Bar Basement

You have found your way to the basement of Gambit's Bar. Vast quantities of foodstuffs and the hardware necessary to power a bar and nine stories of hotel are stored here, among various and sundry tools and other pieces of hardware. It's difficult to move around, as if whoever laid this place out doesn't want you to find something.

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Gambit's Bar Basement is a part of The Gambit Building.

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Briana Rose O'Malley [9] "Born into a living hell." Hah, in this world, anything can be hell.
David Hero [4] rogue extrodinare
Lothian Serhain [1] A young, pale skinned human male with raven black hair hanging about his shoulders.
Hollie Brennan [1] "This is the cybernetic age. This is an evolution. Everything.....has changed."
Draknor [1] A dark mysterious figure who wanders the shadows
Renesmee B. Graceland [1] is tall and very sexy but doesnt really think she is. Use to have short jet black hair but now has long straight blood red hair and eyes. usually very quiet but is very protective of her friends. Has powers but doesn't know it yet.
Amelia Ling [1] The little girl you don't want to talk to
Zapdos [0] "And I shall always be above you..."

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Ryuutarous eyes widen at the sight as he shut out some gruesome memories, the back of his neck hurt though he did not know why. When the demon turned to face him he shifted his dagger holding it backhanded as he calmed his heart down quelling down the silver flame that wanted to escape as he felt the scales form on the side of his body and on his neck, he was controlling the change as best he could to keep it hidden from both of them.

Then the demon spoke to him making him frown, what did he have? He blinked as he remembered the pouch on his belt. He wanted to know what was in there? The dragon half of him cried out to him that what was in there was rightfully his. He shook that off as he kept his eyes on the demon as he reached for his pouch feeling the shapes, a few gems, a ring or two, one felt magically, oh a coin, and a few baubles that he did not know if they had any real purpose, he also felt a necklace with something on it as well. “A few treasures…” he told him not telling him what they were for now as he took a step back. Calm, he had to remain calm. That is what his Elder had told him time and time. In a battle one had to be calm.

He glanced as he saw Cyrus leave not sure if he was happy or not about that, he did not wish to see another death of course, but that man tried to sell them all out to this demon.

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Mammon turned his head and watched as the vampire up and left the room in a hurry. Mammon made a low hissing sound as his jaw opened wide and the noise escaped from the back of his throat. Though it didn't matter the man escaped being a meal because if he left then he would never find out what was in the young man's pouch.

He turned back to the boy and gave him a giant smile. He could easily just kill the boy, perhaps, and take whatever is in the bag. But there was no class in that and with his senses returning to normal now that his stomach was full for the time being he decided that his mortal might be more fun to play with then to devour. The Dragon boy was brave and even though Mammon could feel his fear the young man tried his hardest to keep his outward appearance unfazed.

"Treasures," Mammon repeated the young man in a form of a question. Mammon's eyes became that like a human's once more and the horns seemed to just fall off his head. His strange long and twisted body shank back down to a normal human anatomy. The skin healed and the clothes mended themselves. Mammon once again looked like the presentable and good looking human being like he did before.

"Tell you what kid," Mammon began as his voice was thrown from behind the boy. If he looked to check to where the voice came from he would see Mammon there where he now looked. And vanished from the formal spot if he stopped to check if Mammon was there as well. He was not. "Lets make a deal. You seem like a brave young man...I like seeing mortals with your kind of balls. Give me what you got there and i'll let you go! Oh, and you have to inject some of my blood as well."

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Ryuutarou watched as the demon gave him a smile, there was no mirth in it, just a well-played façade. He heard him repeat his word in a question as he resisted the urge to nod his head to confirm it. He saw the demon start to change suppressing a shudder it was nothing like when a dragon changed into a human or when he half shifted.

He blinked as he heard the voice behind him, instead of turning completely around like some would do he turned to the side to keep his eyes both in front and to where the door was. He noticed that he was no longer in the spot he was before as he hid a frown his mind racing for answers, “teleportation? No I did not sense any magic though he could have hidden it from me… speed? Perhaps…” he thought as he listened to him, a deal? It seemed easy hand over his treasures and he’d get freedom.

Then he heard him mention blood. Never a good sign, “…what would the blood do?” he asked as the bandage on his arm was shown, an odd mixture of red and silver. He had to be cautious around him. His friend Zekil had warned him never to take deals with Demons without know all the terms.

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"Smart boy, asking questions, I like that!" Mammon said. "You could go pretty far in life with a mind as sharp as a tack. Of course your no human boy, no your like a dragon! And Dragon souls are pretty rare these days. Humans outnumber your kind and it seems that's all I get sometime." Mammon seemed to ramble on as he avoided the young man's question at first. Though it was more likely only done because Mammon seemed to like the sound of his own voice.

Mammon walked closer to the boy with his hands in his pockets and his head tilted to the side. Giving the best smile he could manage. Though the hints of devilish intents were always present on the fallen angel's face. Then Mammon face palmed himself and shook his head in a chuckle.

"Oh, right, my blood," he said like it was all coming back to him now. "My blood once ingested is like this...you see when a demon like me willingly gives up his blood to another being it becomes healthy! You try to take it by force and it can eat away at your insides like acid! Anyway, once you ingest my blood, you'll feel healthier, stronger, faster, and harder to kill. It's like milk being nursed from a mother. It also might awaken a more powerful you." As well as a darker version he thought but didn't disclose. "Think of it like this...I get your pouch and you go free and with benefits!"

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Ryuutarou kept his dagger up as he mentioned he wasn’t human, more like a dragon well he was half right and half wrong all at once. Humans did outnumber dragons, that much was true, they had been hunting his kind for ages after all, since long before he was born.

He didn’t miss the way he spoke, as if he loved the sound of his own voice too much, then he walked closer to him, he noted the hands in his pockets as he walked up calmly to Ryuutarou. He kept his dagger up again his back leg shifted back, his nails seemed more like claws now though he had slowed down the shifting he was not foolish enough to stop it midway.

The smile that lit his face set Ryuutarou a bit off guard, “Do not trust a devil with the smile of an angel!” he mentally scolded himself as he saw the man shake his head in his hand chuckling, again a soft frown lit his young face.

Ryuutarou listened to him speak about the blood careful as he half closed his eyes. Was that really all it did when given willingly to someone? Why then was he offering it to him? Something in this puzzle did not fit; he was always the cautious one. “If I may ask, what happens if I just give you the treasure and refuse the blood?” he asked him cooly.

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Mammon raised a brow when the boy asked such a simply and innocent question. Oh a child with a quick mind was always one of Mammon's favorites to taint and to twist. Mammon though beyond the raised brow really didn't change his pleasant demeanor.

"Decline the offer of my gift to you? Why would you do that? I'm giving you a chance to be more just because you showed more character then anyone else here. Unlike the Vampire you didn't try to sell everyone out and then run away like a rat. You stayed here with your feet planted firmly on the ground and facing something that filled you with fear to protect others. That's courage boy!" Mammon said, giving the young man a voice of praise. Angelic like praise at his last statement and his boomed like thunder yet seemed gentle at the same time. "And you did not let your pride make a fool out of you like the being I devoured. So I would say what I am doing is giving you a prize!"

Mammon's face though suddenly contorted and his brows arched in menacing look. "And you would decline my gift to you!? That hurts my feelings. So to answer your question I would take your pouch and yes allow you to live, but I would have to break your legs then close this vault door and seal it shut." He said growling.

Again his mood changed on the spot back to pleasant and well-meaning. His aura would then emit and try to infect the boy with strong feelings of desire and greed. "Think about it though take my blood and ingest it. Be set free and not only that come out of here healthier and stronger then ever before. You could really protect any of your friends from creatures far more dangerous than I."

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Ryuutarou frowned, he showed more character? By standing his ground? While that as true it was only because of his Elders teachings… if it helped others he would do it again, though the tip of his dagger tilted towards the ground he could think of a few reasons as to decline his gift though his voice was very alluring to him. He may not have let pride rule him then, but a dragons pride did run through him. “a prize? Is that really it…” he thought to himself almost fell for it, and then his face contorted making him raise dagger again, he highly doubted the mans’ feelings were hurt. He gulped as he heard the threat he did not wish to be trapped down here. He hated being trapped in a place for too long, it reminded him to much of a cage.

Again the man’s mood changed to being well-meaning. He felt something worming in his heart as he heard his words, his eyes glazing over for a second as his head tilted down contemplating his options. He really did wish to protect his friends, Silas and Houto, Zekil and Thea though he doubted she thought of him as a friend now but that power… his mind wandered as his eyes glanced at his dagger the one Nobody gave him as he remembered the tales he told him of the torture and how kind he was to him now, would he accept him taking strength like that? Would Houto? He knew the answer as he remembered what Sir Dyew asked him what he needed to improve, he had answered Will. Well now was the time to put that to the test. “Take the pouch, but keep your blood. I will find my own strength my own way. To gain it like that is only a borrowed one.” He said as he braced himself for what was too come. He knew he would not be able to land a blow on his opponent, yet still he held his dagger ready.

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Mammon raised a brow when the boy gave his answer and then like before walked closer to him. His hands in his pocket and his face went from smiling to blank as he walked closer to the boy. And there he stood above the boy looking down over him like a large snake ready to coil around it's prey and sallow it whole.

Mammon lifted his hand from his pocket and then slowly and surely reached for the pouch and ripped it from the young man's belt. He hid the pouch away in his suit pocket and he he he took a knee in front of the child and tilted his head. His face showing no expression as his other hand lifted from the pocket and pulled out a vile of black ooze. Mammon gently placed it in one of the boy's pockets and then patted it. Giving the boy a smile and a wink.

"Take my blood," he said as he spoke softly to the boy. Mammon for all intents and purposes was a tempter of beings and not an overall destroyer. He devoured souls in more than one way and making sure that one could fall through there own actions was his favorite game. "You never know if and when you might need it. Power is right there in your pocket whenever your ready to take it."

With that Mammon silently cursed the vile to always remain on the young man and to tempt him with it's power. If he should throw it away he will only find that it will return to him every time. In his pockets. The temptation to gain more power whenever he wanted. And with it on him at all times he would be more likely to drink it when his will was the weakest. Would he not?

Mammon stood up and began walking out of the vault and as he did the lights in the room returned to normal. And Mammon walked into the darkness of the tunnels not to be seen for the rest of the night.

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Ryuutarou kept his eyes on him as he saw his face go blank. It was much scarier to him than him being angry. He gazed up at him feeling like he did when he looked at one of the Elder dragons when they were angry at him, meek and weak. He felt him place something in his pocket as it clicked against the marble in his pocket. “I-“ he started to say as the man spoke to him as he shut his mouth as he heard his words to him. Power whenever he needed it… he shook his head he would toss it away when he could. No good could come from it. When the lights came back on, he blinked as he looked at the silver flamed lantern as he finally let the fear in him take over his body as he crumpled to the ground soon falling asleep as he slowly shifted back to his human form. The vial still in his pocket but right now he did not care as he loosely kept his grip on his dagger.

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Augustus followed the snow man into the basement. "This doesn't look like my panic room at home. This look like the pantry." He said, curious now. "Why are we in the pantry?" It was a valid question. Augustus was very confused.

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Hawk entered the basement and looked around. He put on his helmet and took a seat on the floor. He kept a pistol in his hand idly. What the hell is going on?He thought, he was worried about this but more about his wife and child.

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Ouka Frostfang kept her hand on her swordwhip. She hoped that whatever happens out there, will not come in here. She wasn't fully prepared for a fight today. Ouka sat down on the floor hoping whatever is happening passes.

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Katelyn Hopper dragged Hollie in with her and basically tossed her into a corner. "I've got words for ya spook. But we wont talk here. So just stay there and look pretty, capisce?"

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"Yeah, alrighty."

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"Good." She sat next to Hollie and waited to see what would happen next.

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Chek walked down the stairs his small entourage dispersed in the building. He noticed Hawk sitting in the corner. "Well your the last person I'd expect to see here." He holstered his pistol and nodded to Katelyn he recognized her.Chek paused as he held a hand to his ear. "What did you say? Are you sure?" He muttered. Fucking AschenHe thought. "No go meet the others in room 322. No I'll be down here." He added before removing his hand from his ear.

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Cryoface sighed after talking with Rick up top through the comm. "Great. Aschen are here. They're either investigating the phenomena up top or taking advantage of them. Stay frosty, everyone."

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"Will do." She looked at Cryo. "Watch her." Katelyn pointed to Hollie before she stood by the door with her HK-416.

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Hawk nodded to Cryo and Chek, "Well I cant get home so I'm stuck here!" He said with a frown. He noticed a woman covering the door and walked over to her he unslung his dual pistols and nodded. "Mind if I assist you I'd rather help than sit there doing nothing." He said.

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Chek nodded and then looked to Cryo "Am I glad to see you, Any Idea whats going on?" He asked. He holstered his pistol and looked around the room. With his small entourage in the hotel room maybe he could actually get them and the officials off his back and get some answers.

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"Yeah, go right ahead."

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There was a sudden crackling of energies in the center of the saferoom, the crackle intensified with a sudden clap of energies before opening up into a column of rainbow light, in which the dark clad Aschen admiral stepped fourth, armed with a Disruptor slung across her back, and eyes narrowed at the group.

"So you guys hide at the first sign of trouble. I want to know what the hell is going on and someone's going to explain it to me."

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"You aren't going to learn anything with that attitude."

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Hawks HUD comes to life as the admiral was transported into the room. "No Idea, but I'm ready to shoot anything nasty that comes through that passage way." He said his hands still on his dual blaster pistols.