Destiny's Crossroad

[Trystian]

Trystian entered the bar in the morning, having taken a detour to be accosted by and apprehend some highway bandits. He had lost his morning match with Fangor when they had simultaneously disarmed each other
and Fangor had simply called his heavily-enchanted hammer back into his massive hands. Trystian had run ahead after that, hoping to catch breakfast before the others showed up. He stood over six feet tall with a black outfit including a baggy shirt and a large cape. On his head he wore a black bandana and a pair or goggles over that.

[Collins]

Collins yawns and stretches as he wakes up from his long night sleep. Picks up his kilt, dusts it off a bit, and gets dressed. Walks out to the bar for a drink and possibly random conversation. "Barkeep can I get a pint?" puts the money on the bar and looks around the room at the faces to see any he recognizes.

[Leonardo]

The barkeep poors a glass for Collins and sets it down in front of him.

Today Leonardo is walking around without the cloak, and is wearing slightly baggy black pants and a purple v shirt over a plain black t-shirt. When he see's Tristy he walks up to him and says "Yo, glad you could make it. All the rooms where readied as we wanted. Is Fangor here yet?"

[b2412]

Major Espinoza walks into the bar and immediately sits down at the bar and asks the barkeep for an ale. He sets a couple of gold coins down on the counter, and immediately proceeds to gulp the ale that the barkeep has now served him.

Major Espinoza has an appearance to him that would almost think that he was the commanding officer of some heavily armored specialty unit. With a neatly pressed uniform, and several decorations, one could easily tell that this was a hardened war veteran.

Major Espinoza then proceeded to pull out his sidearm, a now vintage Five-Seven semi-automatic pistol holding 21 9mm rounds with an added tactical pressure red dot sight for accuracy, not that it mattered. You could see on his chest all of the various expert marksmanship badges for various weapons, the Five-Seven being one of them.

[Collins]

"Major what did I tell you bout going into bars with your weapon?"

[b2412]

"Sir! Well I hadn't the first clue that you were here. I was just inspecting my weapon for damage and filth. The trigger is still in the safe position. You should know I never go anywhere without Krieg."

[Collins]

"Put Krieg in his holster and back in the armory when you aren't on a job. I can't have everyone and their mother riding my back if any miss fires happen, accidental or not. Besides best safety is an empty gun with the safety on."

[b2412]

"Well Krieg needs cleaning, and I never go anywhere with out a weapon. And besides, with my expert marksmanship in 14 different weapons, this here Five-Seven being one of them, I don't see any threat, Sir."

[Collins]

"If there is no threat then why the gun Lieutenant?" Collins drops the hardly subtle hint about the rank. "If you want to clean him then maybe ya should do that in your room or possibly in the armory like we are supposed to. So hand over the mag now. I don't want to have to deal with the bartender if he gets pissed. Might not give up me next pint." He puts out his hand to take the magazine away from the Major.

[b2412]

*hands Col. Collins the empty mag inside the gun, and shows him that the chamber is empty, effectively yet subtly telling Collins that the gun was empty the whole time.* Now if you want the full mag, that would be this one. *pulls out a full clip* And so you know sir, I was planning on asking you to take a look at it, as it seems to be off sight lately, or so it seems. Also, you always have to be aware of your surroundings, and there is a guy over there in the corner in the shadows, not sure who he is or if he is a bonafide threat, but i'm not dismissing it either."

[skysu]

skye woke up that morning with a mild headache, her mood not improving much from the little amount of sleep she got the previous night. she stayed in her room most of the morning going through her routine of stretches mixed with weight lifting that kept her body in its excelent shape. after this aand a quick wash she pulled on a corset like top ansd a pair of comfy pants with black shoeboots. she wasntpanning on fighting annything today so she was dressed for style rather than efficiantcy she put on aa boot knife just in case and made her way down for a bite to eat. she sat down at a table and ordered whatever the special was then sat back and looked around herself to see who had aarrived. she spotted trystian she smiled and nodded at him before returning her attention to her water before her. drinking half of the cup before she put it back on the table.

(will edit when i have a computer again)

[Collins]

"Ignore em. Only the TC Guild. No one here to bother us. The outlaws and the factions won't fight on this ground it's sacred." Collins slaps the back of the Major's head. "And that was for bringing a gun into a sacred bar. Now let us see whats wrong with this gun then." Collins starts tinkering with the pistol, seeing what is wrong with it and fixing it as he went along. "You had picked up some of that metal shavings that went up from the blast of the last contract. Looks like the concussion might have bent the barrel a degree or two. Get a new one from the armory sergeant next time your at the HQ." Collins hands the major back his gun.

[b2412]

"But sir, the Five-Seven is a special order weapon, being limited edition, there aren't very many left available in Orlandia, or in the world for that matter. Do you think the Armory sergeant would be able to bend the barrel back?"

[Collins]

"possible but will take awhile. I made sure I had plenty of every type of weapon before the last contract. There should be bout 3 or 4 complete 5-7s sitting in the armory. And besides if the armory sergeant can't fix it than we are up a creek."

[b2412]

"Well you're right about that, that last one was one hell of a damn contract." I'll check with Armory NCO and see about a new Five-Seven. Now who is the girl over there.... seems to be a little young to be carrying that boot knife, let alone use it effectively."