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Creative Arts and Media => Serious RP => Roleplay => Serious RP Companion Board => Topic started by: JollyGreenFox on November 30, 2013, 10:57:19 PM
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(I have not Rped in about 3 years so im working out some of the rusty kinks i need to get rid of)
Rennard steps off of the bus His 2 hand guns packed tightly in his shoulder Holsters and his knapsack hooked on his back, As he inhales a breath of fresh sea air he says under his breath "Ahh...its good to be outside of the hustle and Bustle of the city." Rennard starts walking down the street toward and old abandon house that looks like it is about ready to fall down. "Whelp...this is going to need a lot of work to be home" he said smiling and putting up a small trinket that said home sweet Home.
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*watches the new arrival curiously through his sniper setup on the second floor of his house not moving at all like a the disciplined sniper he is*
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Studying the ocean from a balcony, Ethan took in the scene. There were tourists milling the beach, some with chairs and some with blankets. Gulls swept up and down the sea looking for a fresh meal. It was almost postcard, the town was old but remained well kept and relatively modern, the place that had not been, however, was the former Tauntling house. It was falling down and hadn't managed to sell for decades, until now. Through his connections in the city offices, he learned of its new inhabitant, a man named Rennard who hadn't chosen to reveal any details about himself aside from his intent to purchase a home.
An interesting choice of housing, thought Ethan, most newcomers choose to purchase at least a condo. Ethan unfolded his wings, gliding down into the city streets , somehow blending into the crowd quite easily. Only a trained could've seen his destination, a coffee shop. He walked in and sat in a booth, no intent to order anything. Only to wait.
(Hey, I haven't RPed for quite some time either. Let's regain an old touch, eh?)
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Rennard looked around the small house knocking the boards out of the windows coughing as he was breathing in some of the dust "This place is a bit old but" he grunted as he pulled a board out "It will do" Knocking out Board by board finally all of the windows were open and light filled every room "Wow....now i just need, Wood, Paint, Window panes, furniture, and a job" He said with a smile opening the door only to have it fall off. "Aaaand now a door too" He said walking still carrying his bag with him heading to the closest Home Improvement store.
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Waiting in the booth, Ethan waved off several waitresses. It was a matter of time before they would want him out, but he stayed. Out of the corner of his eye passed a man with a bag. Rennard! He thought, he does seem to be quite the character, doesn't he? He picked himself out of the booth and hurriedly exited the shop. He would trail Rennard. Dodging through alleys and crowds so as to not be noticed. It would take a keen sense to notice him following Rennard. Ethan was sure something was off about the man, but he had to find out what. He eagerly awaited to find out Rennard's destination, it surely had to be SOMETHING! Ethan followed.
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Rennard kept walking seeing the shop he was looking for "AH there it is" he says while hustling into the store looking for a door. He walks down each and every isle looking at tools and wood...too bad i don't have a truck Rennard thought. He grabbed a door that looked like it was an old English door and gets in line to pay.
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*stands behind rennard in line having followed him to the store and also needing a new window having had shot one out last week*
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Rennard turns around "Hello i'm rennard, i just moved here" i say looking at the man with a smile
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"nice to meet you I'm pawz oh you must be the new neighbor I saw you come in I live right across the street from you"
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"Cool....would you happen to have a truck?"
I ask with hope in my eyes
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"not a truck but I have an old surplus Humvee"
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"Can it carry alot?"Rennard asks with a questioning fce
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"fair amount plus we could strap stuff to the roof and hook the bungie cords through the bullet holes"
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Rennard smiled "Perfect!" Then looks confused "Wait bullet holes?" Rennard looks at Pawz for an explanation
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"yeah it saw some action with me my CO let me keep her rather than junking her I'm kinda attached"
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"Can ya help me haul stuff home?"
Rennald asked with a smile
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"yeah sure its not like its out of my way" he says with a smile
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Rennard pays for his stuff and starts pushing the cart out side
"You are a life savior Thanks"
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*walks with rennard to his Humvee then opens the back and moves his rifle (just one of many) to make room for rennard's supplies*
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Rennard starts putting things in carefully as to make sure not to scratch any of the rifles
"Thanks for this man"
He says with a smile
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"no problem man always willing to help out new neighbors if you ever need anything don't hesitate to ask"
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"Good thing too...im trying to get a UAZ-452 some where around here" he says smileing and still loading things in
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"sorry don't really know what to tell ya I got my gear from service"
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Rennard's trip to the hardware store had been much simpler than Ethan thought. It was obvious that he was merely fixing up his house, but more interesting was the person he had met in the parking lot. I haven't seen him around, ever, thought Ethan. I thought I had seen everything in this town. The man's vehicle had looked sketchy at first, but he recognized the owner had probably been past military. Maybe.
Ethan took a turn and walked away from the scene. He had business to take care of.
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*spots Ethan out of the corner of his and remarks that the man is skilled at tracking but none are better than the sniper outfit he worked with*
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Rennard finishes packing the jeep
"Welp, im good to go if you are Pawz"
He said with a smile putting the cart into the return
"By the way, Just call me Jolly"
He said with a smile that being his nickname from way back when
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"yeah lets go" *hops in the driver seat and starts the vehicle*
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*climbs in the Jeep and buckles up*
"Very nice, i like to so far"
*He said with a sheepish grin*
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The room Ethan sat in was dark. On a small table lay three bottles of pills, none of them for him. Also lay on the table a small dagger and a sheath. Ethan strapped it under his pant-leg, with the hilt easily accessible by hand. The bottles of pills he placed in a secure packet of a messenger bag loaded with ropes, a leather-bound journal, binoculars, and a magnifying glass.
He exited the room on the way to Rennard's new house. He hadn't realized that Pawz had noticed him.
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*pulls up to jolly's house and looks it up and down taking in every detail* "looks like you got some work to do"
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"Oh yes quite a load of work" I say jumping out of the Jeep "But soon it will be home" With a smile on my face i start unpacking materials from the back of the jeep
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*pulls his window out* "just remember if you ever need a helping hand just let me know"
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"Roger Wilko" I say with a grin tapping on the wood as i hammer
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"fair warning though if you come knocking after 10 at night I have motion sensors linked to lights and alarms so announce yourself if you don't want to be Swiss cheese"
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"well ya know i never really liked swiss cheese" he laughs and smiles "I'll make sure i do that before i come over" he chuckles again
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Ethan arrived at Rennard's house, both men already there, as he had expected. He walked up the front driveway and called into the house. "Hello? Anyone home? I need to have a word with you both." He said. He didn't know what to expect, but waited patiently by the torn up car.
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After some Banging a whacking had stopped Rennard walked out of the front door
"Why Hello there, Whatcha need?"
Rennard asked standing where the door should have been
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*pawz watched silently taking in everything he saw and immediately recognized Ethan as the man from earlier*
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"Rennard, you are new in town, yes? Welcome. Interesting choice of housing. Pawz, how long have you lived in this town?" He had no intentions of fool play, his delivery was direct and he stood square to the men. He knew what he wanted from them and thought he knew how to get it.
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"couple years now since I got back from a little trip overseas" *watches Ethan closely knowing there is something more going on*
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Needed a new are and a new scene ya know?
*Rennard said with a smile*
Im thinking about opening a small Internet Cafe for the heck of it
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"Internet Café, huh? And where in this town would you put an Internet Café?" asked Ethan. Something about the idea of an internet Café obviously upset him. He had taken a step to the side and rested his arm on his right side.
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(hope you dont mind me popping in, i didn't see any other way of joining. it's been a good 5 years since I last rp'd and looking to do a bit as an inroad back into writing)
Yulaiyre was laid on the beach, panting heavily. Her eyes were closed lightly and beads of sweat were showing on her forehead.
"Oh...my...lord...whoever thought running was a good idea should be shot...". She managed to gasp out to nobody in particular. She had recently been on a bit of a fitness drive, scared out of her room by her mother, who constantly fearmongered her about heart disease and the importance of exercise.
After a few moments, she had caught her breath. Sitting up, she adjusted herself to free her tail out from underneath her. Taking a deep breath she tried to stand, before giving up, her legs felt like jelly. "hmm...nope. I guess I'll just sit here a little longer and enjoy the view."
It wasn't particularly warm, but the little fox hadn't groomed herself enough to remove all of her winter coat, on top of the clothes she was wearing, Perhaps next time, she should maybe bring a bottle of water, or maybe not wear a jacket.
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(Thats fine :) )"I see no reason not to have an internet cafe" Rennard said using his hands to push his ears back and having them fly forward "Unless it's against a building code or something, I have my rights" Rennard said putting his hammer down "I may not be from around here but i will not be Intimated into backing out of my plans" He said grabbing some nails out of his pocket and the hammer nailing the Banister on the porch together.
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Yulaiyre tried again to stand, with a measure of success. Her legs were still kind of shaky, but she could at least walk.
Traipsing back up the path to the town at a snails pace. she saw a couple of people stood outside the abandoned house "hmm..I wonder if they're finally knocking that thing down, it's been there forever..." She looked around for any demolition equipment and couldn't see anything. Remembering she was thirsty, she started to walk back to her house, which luckily was not too far away.
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Rennard sighed and continued hammering again and stopped "I really should have gotten a hammer gun" Rennard continued to hammer until he hit his thumb "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He screamed at the top of his lungs putting his thumb in his mouth as fast as he could
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*retreats inside and gets on his computer searching for anything related to this strange man*
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Rennard still sucking his finger brings his ears down to his sides in pain
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Jumping visibly at the loud howl of pain, Yulaiyre turned to where the sound came from. She was a little apprehensive, as her mother always warned her about strangers, but she couldn't walk home in good conscience if the scream came from somebody in genuine pain.
Forgetting her fatigue, she rushed to the old house, where the sound came from, her mind was running at a hundred miles per hour.
what if the building had fallen on someone? What if there's blood? The young fox couldn't deal with the sight of blood.
Before long she reached about 20 metres from the house
"H-hello?! Is everything alright? I heard a scream. Do you need me to call anyone?" She was careful to keep her distance, the old humvee she recognised from around the town, though she couldn't remember who owned it.
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Rennard looked at Yulaiyre and pulled his thumb out of his mouth "I'm....I'm fine" Rennard said shaking my hand. "Are you here to, too talk me out of moving or living here?" Rennard said sighing and stepping down off of the porch and walking towards Yulaiyre with a smile and his hurt paw in his pocket and his other paw extended for a shake
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*looks out the window and goes back to work upon seeing it is one he has seen around town*
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Ethan had walked away from the house some time ago, walking past the visibly exhausted girl. He had seen her around and hadn't apprehended her even in the slightest. She was innocent and not important it seemed. She wouldn't be doing anything nearly soon. Rennard, on the other hand, was suspicious. An internet cafe. How odd. An internet cafe didn't have to only be a cafe, it could be a weapon. By creating an internet cafe, Rennard would be placing a vicious weapon into the hands of people who knew nothing of it and nothing of their predicament.
Ethan knew for sure that whether Rennard knew it or not, he was going to destroy this town, and he wouldn't be keen to stop it. Ethan would have to take matters into his own hands instead of calling for help, this was a sensitive case. He arrived again in the dimly-lit room, put down his things, and accessed his own internet. He had work to do.
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*downloads the documents he found to his TacCom and puts it on his wrist almost relishing the feeling of having it back in its rightful place he then hooks up the AR on his sunglasses*
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Rennard went back after shaking the women's hand and started to disassemble the porch stairs and replacing them with new wood hammering away to make sure they were sturdy still grumbling about someone from town being so cynical
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*starts working on cleaning his multitude of rifles and pistols an arduous task that takes hours*
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I start walking to the department store, as i walk i pass people by whom say nothing to me just stare and have small murmurs to say but i ignore them and keep walking as if they didn't exist
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*loads up a pistol and puts it in the holster then goes out wandering the town trying to find a very particular person*
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Once i get in the store i look around checking to see if they have a Nail gun, as i look through the isle i notice something that catches my eye, i walk over and look at it. It is a front door mid 18th century i stare in awe