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Kepler's Bar

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Local dive bar in Chasm City.

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Local dive bar in Chasm City and staple of the working class Amerikano community on the planet. Drinks are cheap, and entertainment even more so.
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Kepler's Bar

Local dive bar in Chasm City.

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Kepler's Bar is a part of Chasm City.

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Jonah Clould [1] "My name is Jonah Cloud, and I was made to be."
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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor

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The heat rising from the crater below the city was oppressive, and when combined with the higher gravity of the planet led to what could only be thought of as misery. If you were one of the ones with a private enclosed palanquin, you were lucky enough to escape the heat. However, Claire had not been raised when such things were envouge with those who could afford them; so she dressed in light weight, specially designed fabrics for the heat of Chasm City in the early summer.

With the sun fading from it's ruddy red glow, she stepped out of the taxi she'd called into the oppressive, tropical like heat. Upon paying the driver, Claire turned to head into the bar, take a seat, order a drink, and wait. She hoped that this meeting would be a little less chaotic than the last time someone had requested to meet with her, with the claims of she would be interested in what they had to offer.

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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor Character Portrait: Christopher Sparks

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The silhouette of a man appeared in the distance of that bar as if he had been walking all the way there. His sleeveless undershirt being the only thing covering his top half. Long baggy jeans adorned his legs with seemingly heavy boots clasped on his feet. It wasn't until he entered the bar that the tattoos on his arms and chest were in clear view, and seemed to stand out in the crowd but appeared tribal to the point that no one would even second guess their meaning. His Ocean blue eyes seemed to lock onto Claire as he headed straight for her. "Miss, Angelique-Mcgregor, I presume?" he said inclining his head to her and offering his hand. "My name is Christopher Sparks. I'm the one that requested this meeting with you." He paused a moment for her reply

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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor Character Portrait: Christopher Sparks

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"Angelique is fine, no need to tack on the McGregor." She answered, saying the last name with disgust. The McGregor family had never done anything for her other than cause misery, and it had loved company all those years ago. "Well Mr. Sparks it's a pleasure to finally meet you then." Claire said as she turned around from her seat at the bar. Meeting his gaze levelly, she was easily as tall as, if not taller than Christopher Sparks. It was this height paired with a intangible feeling of otherworldliness that tended to cause intimidation, not comfort with others. Taking his hand in her own, Claire took care not to use too much force with the handshake.

"What exactly can I do for you Mr. Sparks? It's not often someone requests a meeting outside of my offices." She said surveying him with unnaturally blue-green eyes, that for now masked her nature.

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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor Character Portrait: Christopher Sparks

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"Of course," he said taking in her height and seemed unaffected by it, "I'm a representative of an organization residing here in the Epsilon system, we intend on creating a utopia and would like you you consider joining up with us." although his voice seemed to carry hints of emotions his face and body displayed none what so ever. Christopher had read her dossier and knew more about her then she'd probably like. He had begun to wonder when she'd try to read his mind, being an ESPer, it would be easy to lead her astray or block her all together. "We are currently trying to establish a base of operations in this system as well." he continued, "So, having someone that knows this system would be a great help to us." he was of course, bending the truth, given they had planned to build a station to hide their prescience.

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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor Character Portrait: Christopher Sparks

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"That's very interesting Mr. Sparks." Claire remarked as she listened to the man. "You aren't the first, nor second organization to approach me." She added wondering when exactly the man would say what he actually meant. "I'm sure it would, and I'm assuming you know that your little organization will be settling into an Aschen territory, or do you even care about that?" Claire questioned. For now she would attempt to remain as innocuous as possible, in fact she'd even worn a neural suppression device disguised as a piece of jewelry; they tended to work better if they came in contact with the skin. With the recent unrest within the Aschen systems, she found it best not to have herself pegging any sort of detection devices, even if that meant suffering a constant low grade headache in the process.

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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor Character Portrait: Christopher Sparks

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The device she was wearing did in fact block Christopher from reading her mind but his ability to speak to her through his telepathy was still possible, plus his ESP ability was drastically different from Psionic powers, so detecting him was virtually impossible by scanners designed to detect Psionic powers, as well as Psionic's trying to 'sense' his power. "The Aschen do not scare me." he said aloud before trying to implant his voice in her head, as they are one of our targets. and what better place to hide from them then their own backyard. what he said was true given his knowledge of her he knew she wouldn't run off and warn the Aschen, but none the less he withheld the full extend of the plan. a slight smirk appeared on his face for a brief moment then vanished, "I trust you understand what will happen soon." he said waiting for it to sink in that he was after the Aschen and the Empress.

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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor Character Portrait: Christopher Sparks

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Claire frowned as she found a new voice beginning to speak inside of her head, and interrupting her thoughts. "Then you know this is about as far from the core of the empire you can get and still be in Aschen jurisdiction." She said slowly debating on throwing the intruder out of her mind, and returning what little privacy she might have left in her own head. 'OUT!' Claire had finally had enough of the invasion of her privacy. Christopher was soon violently thrown from her mind, and the neural suppression device sparked and hissed in complaint of it's own destruction. Looking down at the bracelet on her left wrist, Claire scowled, swearing softly before turning her attention to Christopher. "I understand full well what will happen, I've seen what will happen." She hissed dropping her own personal shields, protecting not her but Christopher from the onslaught of power that could easily be felt by anyone sensitive enough. "Things need to fall, yes.. but you must do it carefully." Claire added as she leveled her gaze on the man. Her eyes had hardened, and gone was any semblance of mild mannered friendliness; it it's place was something old and powerful, that bored right through leaving a person cold and shaken. "Next time I will recommend you be careful who's mind you decide to enter."

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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor Character Portrait: Christopher Sparks

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"You'll soon realize that I'm not so easily intimidated." Christopher said meeting her gaze, "As for who's mind I enter, that's a different story, I'm not in complete control over that, but you have my word I'll try to remind out of your mind. Although I find it easier to commune privately via telepathy." he paused and repositioned himself to be facing the bar, and intentionally spoke in her mind again, besides there's an Aschen agent in the bar, so you might want to be careful yourself. he wasn't trying to disrespect her just warn her without giving himself away either. He ordered a glass of whiskey from the tender and slowly sipped it waiting patiently for her reply.

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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor Character Portrait: Christopher Sparks

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"Then we've reached an impasse." She said bluntly, turning her attention back to her own drink. Sighing slightly, Claire withdrew back into herself, and made the half hearted attempt to regain control and center herself. In many ways she'd made every effort to seem baseline, albeit eccentric human upon returning to Yellowstone after her years of serving in the Aschen government and military. "Let me explain something to you Mr. Sparks, I do not communicate via telepathy, nor do I use certain things often. I have reasons to fly under the radar if you will, and I particularly don't care to find myself someone's lab rat again." She added downing the rest of her drink and ordering another.

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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor Character Portrait: Christopher Sparks

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"I assure you, under the protection of Salvation, you'll never be used as a lab rat." he said downing his drink as well, "Perhaps you underestimate our power, or perhaps it's just mine, care for a demonstration?" he words was muffled to a point only Claire would hear him. He had every intention of killing the Aschen Agent, even without Claire wanting a demonstration of his power. He ordered another drink and contiuned, "Perhaps you'll see for yourself in time. However, I'd still like an answer, are you willing to fight once again, this time against the ones that tormented you for so many years?"

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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor Character Portrait: Christopher Sparks

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Watching the ice swimming in her drink, more than likely brought in from a stray comet, filtered and refrozen by whatever means, Claire considered the offer. "I believe we have similar ideas of what needs to happen. But, I am old and weak, what could I offer your organization?" The last part had been a vague lie, she wasn't going to explain that her reasons were for lack of control and known mental instabilities. She had no desire to end up like her nephew or brother-in-law, but wanted to see something done about the Aschen's grabs at whatever they desired. "I care nothing for a demonstration, it's as you put it... risky."

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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor Character Portrait: Christopher Sparks

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Stared at his half empty glass as he nodded to her statement about it being risky, "your knowledge of Aerospace engineering would be useful to us, along with your knowledge of the Aschen military." he said before taking another swig finishing off his second glass, "besides you should sell yourself short, I know more about you from your dossier then you'd probably like." He knew chances were she'd get angry at that fact but it was a fact, her dossier was full of just about everything she had done in her life, after joining the Aschen military that is.

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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor Character Portrait: Christopher Sparks

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"If you're talking about that leaked dossier, then yes I could aid you with aerospace matters, but the military has changed." She explained blithely. "I haven't been to Langara in a very long time, nor will I allow any of Baqui's tech to be used by them... as if they would want something like that." Claire added with a slight shrug. "There are still things that are classified, things I can't even tell you. Besides I was much younger then, before the injury." She said sighing as she pulled out a cigarette, and lit it, taking a long draw before exhaling a cloud of smoke. "Listen, I'll help you, but I guarantee nothing."

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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor Character Portrait: Christopher Sparks

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Smirked a little as he he nodded and offered her his hand again "Pleasure doing business with you Miss, Angelique." He was sure her help would be very much accepted by the members of Salvation, as well as what little information she could give about the Aschen.

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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor Character Portrait: Christopher Sparks

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"You as well Mr.Sparks.." Claire said cautiously. She wasn't entirely sure what she was getting herself into, but hoped it was something vaguely worthwhile. "Since you know so much about me, I'm sure you know how to get in touch?" She questioned before finishing her drink and paying her tab.

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He nodded his head, "Of course, if you wish to get in touch with me there's a space station under construction in the heart of the Epsilon system." he said as he stood up paying his tab, "I'm sure you'll see plenty of it, as it is still under construction." he turned and headed for the door, "I look forward to working with you." as he seemingly vanished, as he teleported away.

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Character Portrait: Claire Angelique-McGregor Character Portrait: Christopher Sparks

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"Fucking Esper..." She muttered offering over a matte black card to pay the bar tab. Claire could see she was definitely in over her head, and might just need to resume habits she'd abandoned years ago; that was if they didn't kill her first. As she crushed her cigarette to nothing in the ash tray, she mulled over the option to finally stick it to the Aschen. It was more tempting than anything she'd ever known, and as she started to consider things more seriously her taxi arrived to take her home.

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Character Portrait: Koishi Komeiji

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Appearing almost as if from nowhere, the naturally invisible girl Koishi Komeiji wandered into the bar wistfully, her eyes staring at the various sights to see, a bright and wide smile on her face accompanying her air-headed expression. Koishi was an oddity among mortals, being 'invisible' to the mind's eye, perception completely blocking her out as if she never existed and will never exist. This state of invisibility could be dropped if she focused on doing so, but it's not like people would remember her afterwards anyways...it was usually never worth it. The only thing which could pierce said invisibility is cameras, making her like a ghost who only appears on technology but not to the naked eye.

Snagging a drink from someone's table, she checked to make sure it wasn't alcohol before sipping on it slowly and letting out a small 'puaaah' as she released it from against her lips. Koishi glanced around the bar and tilted her head. "I wonder...who could I bother today?~"

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Character Portrait: Jonah Clould

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It was a dark and cold night in Chasm City. There weren't many people out, and the chill wind blew around the various litter, bottles and Aschen propaganda.
There were only two places that one could have been at: at their home, or at the bar.
Tonight was a night of good business for Kepler's Bar. The modest dive was packed to the brim with all manners of people: humans, demons, aliens and even weirder things. All shared one in common: their love of intoxicants, of which many were purchased over and over again.
Thus, it was no surprise that when an ordinary-looking being walked into the Bar, they were given little to no attention. They ordered a small bottle of wine and sat down at a table in the corner, waiting for the signal.