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estoria2016-01-07 11:26 am
yourotherleft) wrote in estoria2016-01-07 11:26 am
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The first rule of fight club
Who: Zoro yourotherleft & OPEN!
When: IC 5/4-5/5
Where: various places in the Pleasure District
What: In the process of becoming a bounty hunter, Zoro is about to stumble on something even more curious in the "underground" where criminals in the colony play.
Rating/Warning: none but lmk if that changes
[One doesn't have to hang around in the alley outside Novus/Replea to hear about the criminal underground of the Cerealia colony, but it helps. A chance encounter elsewhere has already turned Zoro on to the existence of alien criminal factions and their need to put prices on the heads of their rivals, but this is his first night actively haunting the dark side looking for someone to nab. His luck is unusually good tonight, he's already spotted someone whose photo he scored from a rough customer inside the club, now to trail him and see where he goes just in case he leads the hunter to even more high-priced bounties.
He has no idea where he is at any given time anyway, so tracking his quarry all the way from the entertainment district to the pleasure district doesn't faze him, it only results in a change of scenery. But the deeper he goes, stealthily following his bounty, the more Zoro uncovers.]
Scene I. Pleasure district, bars
[He's not at all interested in company, clothed or unclothed, living or robot, but the sake is pretty damn good down here. The alien with reward money on his head apparently likes the host clubs, though, so Zoro can be found parked on a bar stool in one, waving off the hosts and hostesses while running up a hell of a tab. The more he drinks, the more personable he is if anyone wants to strike up a conversation.
What they don't know is, he has no intention of paying that tab. But can he get out without causing a riot and tipping off his target? You, hey, you there - come here, let him talk to you so he can watch the bounty over your shoulder.[]
Do you work here? Hang on, that's not what I meant! I just wanna know where the back door is.
[what do you mean that is the worst question you can ask in a place like this?!]
Scene II. Pleasure district, brothel
[Well, shit, his target went upstairs, so how is a bounty hunter supposed to pass the time when he himself is entirely uninterested in what this place has to offer? But wait, there's a hell of a lot of noise coming from the next level down...
There isn't a stairwell leading down inside the building, but around back, there's definitely a side door and a set of steps, with two rather hulking thugs standing guard on either side of the door. Zoro isn't at all put off by their presence, but walking straight up to them doesn't seem to make them move to let him through. He can hear what plainly sounds like fighting and cheering, and can sense a lot of strong people down there. But he'll need a hand to get down there to see it for himself. What do you think, can you A, talk their way in, or is it better to B, fight your way in?
Spoilers, there's a fight club downstairs, and if you can get in, you might find yourself joining that club. Zoro's joining it, no matter what.]
Scene III. Pleasure district, spa
[The bounty money is good and all, and most of it is going to go toward food and booze, but as long as he's in the area, Zoro is up for checking out the bathhouse in the spa. Not for shenanigans, for a bath! It's a good place to meet people, they say, so who knows? Maybe he'll make a new friend, or find a potential sparring partner. Or, on the other hand, he might come to realize why bathing with others is not as much fun as it sounds on paper.]
yourotherleft & OPEN!When: IC 5/4-5/5
Where: various places in the Pleasure District
What: In the process of becoming a bounty hunter, Zoro is about to stumble on something even more curious in the "underground" where criminals in the colony play.
Rating/Warning: none but lmk if that changes
[One doesn't have to hang around in the alley outside Novus/Replea to hear about the criminal underground of the Cerealia colony, but it helps. A chance encounter elsewhere has already turned Zoro on to the existence of alien criminal factions and their need to put prices on the heads of their rivals, but this is his first night actively haunting the dark side looking for someone to nab. His luck is unusually good tonight, he's already spotted someone whose photo he scored from a rough customer inside the club, now to trail him and see where he goes just in case he leads the hunter to even more high-priced bounties.
He has no idea where he is at any given time anyway, so tracking his quarry all the way from the entertainment district to the pleasure district doesn't faze him, it only results in a change of scenery. But the deeper he goes, stealthily following his bounty, the more Zoro uncovers.]
Scene I. Pleasure district, bars
[He's not at all interested in company, clothed or unclothed, living or robot, but the sake is pretty damn good down here. The alien with reward money on his head apparently likes the host clubs, though, so Zoro can be found parked on a bar stool in one, waving off the hosts and hostesses while running up a hell of a tab. The more he drinks, the more personable he is if anyone wants to strike up a conversation.
What they don't know is, he has no intention of paying that tab. But can he get out without causing a riot and tipping off his target? You, hey, you there - come here, let him talk to you so he can watch the bounty over your shoulder.[]
Do you work here? Hang on, that's not what I meant! I just wanna know where the back door is.
[what do you mean that is the worst question you can ask in a place like this?!]
Scene II. Pleasure district, brothel
[Well, shit, his target went upstairs, so how is a bounty hunter supposed to pass the time when he himself is entirely uninterested in what this place has to offer? But wait, there's a hell of a lot of noise coming from the next level down...
There isn't a stairwell leading down inside the building, but around back, there's definitely a side door and a set of steps, with two rather hulking thugs standing guard on either side of the door. Zoro isn't at all put off by their presence, but walking straight up to them doesn't seem to make them move to let him through. He can hear what plainly sounds like fighting and cheering, and can sense a lot of strong people down there. But he'll need a hand to get down there to see it for himself. What do you think, can you A, talk their way in, or is it better to B, fight your way in?
Spoilers, there's a fight club downstairs, and if you can get in, you might find yourself joining that club. Zoro's joining it, no matter what.]
Scene III. Pleasure district, spa
[The bounty money is good and all, and most of it is going to go toward food and booze, but as long as he's in the area, Zoro is up for checking out the bathhouse in the spa. Not for shenanigans, for a bath! It's a good place to meet people, they say, so who knows? Maybe he'll make a new friend, or find a potential sparring partner. Or, on the other hand, he might come to realize why bathing with others is not as much fun as it sounds on paper.]
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[oh he caught that look from one of the others. Fine, don't believe him, pretty boy, you'll be face-down in the dirt next.]
All right, I'll go through as many as I have to. Maybe one of 'em will finally give me a challenge. Bring it.
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After the fight.
For now, he gets some purple ale that's being served among the crowd. It's pretty standard fight fare, all said and done.]
Next fight's wrappin' up. Try not t' almost fall on yer face when y' get in the ring this time, eh? Sheheheh!
[Namur nudges him.]
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[geez, don't go all Luffy on him. He takes the drink, tosses it back, and only winces a little at the taste before shaking himself alert and getting ready to go back out. Alien booze can be gross sometimes, that one was almost too sweet. Oh well, it's still fuel for fighting, and he's ready to rumble.]
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[Sheesh, Zoro. Rule of Cool is a thing.]
Least 'til the match actually starts. Then y' get down t' business. Sheheheheh! Let's go see who's up.
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[thumbing over his shoulder at the others in the prep room and not even caring that they all glare daggers at his back. He follows Namur out and back down to see what's up next, hoping it's not another guy in a dress. There was way too much panty showing with that guy when he got knocked over, let's not repeat that.]
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Oh please, y' stick a sinkin' sword in yer mouth, Plecobait! Know how stupid that shit looks? Sheheheheh!
[There's no venom in the insult. Namur's finding himself kind of fond of Zoro, actually.]
[The make their way back out to the edge of the ring. This time, Zoro's introduction is a bit more enthusiastic. Zoro won't need to worry about panty shots this time around. With pants as tight around the ass as this guy's wearing, safe bet he's running commando.]
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Geez, where do they find 'em? Zoro half wonders if this guy is one of the transplants, like himself, but there's no time to stop and talk or anything. The gong rings and his opponent comes in hard, looking like he's mostly going to use his fists. As Zoro rolls his shoulders and shifts to block him, though, the ring of metal against metal shows that his fancy-pants foe is using studded brass knuckles. He'd better pull something much bigger out of his extremely tight pants pockets, though, otherwise this swordsman is going to cut him to ribbons in no time flat.]