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The Back Alleyway Tavern
Pardon me, but am I interrupting something? If so, my question can wait until later. <i>The new voice comes from a red-haired man, who taps his cane against the ground. He wears a fancy suit and top hat, and the gleam of a gold-colored chain can be seen coming out of one of his pockets.</i>
The Back Alleyway Tavern
Ah, that's a shame. I've never been to Japan, so I suppose I'll have to exchange my currency... <i>He stands up and puts his hat back on.</i> Unless you need anything, I'll be going.
The Back Alleyway Tavern
...I'll take that as a yes. I am questioning your sanity for allowing criminals in here, but then again, this is shady both in name and in policy. <i>The man sighs, looking around. He seems more disappointed than worried.</i> But would it be too much trouble to ask where I have ended up?
The Back Alleyway Tavern
ooc: That took much longer than expected. Shoveling a driveway is hard. <i>Having been listening this whole time, the man finally speaks up.</i> So this is another world? I'll have to ask around to confirm that fact. But I forgot to introduce myself. Damon Lumien. <i>He bows, taking off his hat.</i> But, pray tell, why do you harbor criminals here? Is it due to some situation I am not aware of? Or are you one yourself?
The Back Alleyway Tavern
ooc: My apologies, I must leave momentarily. I shall return soon.
The Back Alleyway Tavern
Hm... a noble goal, yet also one with numerous flaws. Although I suppose the &quot;Robin Hood&quot; thing could be justified. No matter. Even if I'm surrounded by criminals, none of them can hurt me. <i>He sits down at the counter.</i> Let me see... what currency is used here? This is another world, after all.
The Fighting City
How you forgot the name of the <i>criminal you're chasing</i>, I don't know. But I'll chalk it up to pure incompetence. <i>Damon puts the phone away. He speaks while scratching Cry Wolf behind the ears.</i> So where is he?
The Fighting City
<i>Unfortunately, the chainsaw bounces harmlessly off the man. Damon waggles a finger.</i> Sorry, but this is a no-fighting zone. Cry Wolf makes sure of that. <i>The &quot;toy&quot; wolf nods, still keeping that stitched-up grin.</i> But now I'm curious. You said something about... blowing up the city? Are there bombs scattered around, or have they already gone off?
The Fighting City
Hm. I could help, but... You mentioned something about the city going to &quot;even more Hell&quot;? Are there more bombs? <i>Cry Wolf growls and looks around at the notes.</i> Easy, boy. It's just possessed sticky notes.
The Fighting City
<i>A trip to a different city seemed helpful, but that was not the case when Damon arrived. He sighs and taps his cane against the ground, then slowly walks towards Naby. Something shifts behind himself, and what appears to be a large plush wolf pops up. Its cream and blue patches and button eyes give it an almost comical look. Damon lets it put on his top hat, then finally speaks up.</i> So is there a reason for all this destruction? <i>There's a subtle change in the atmosphere.</i>

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