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Post by Redsam on Apr 4, 2016 21:56:03 GMT -5
Ethan looks up from his papers and makes a few calls. With each one, his faces gets sterner. Finally he gets up from his backroom chair and clears Karma of all unenlightened people. As the last one leaves he looks over to Harper, the other vampire that works at the Bar "This town has just declared war on itself."
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Post by Harper on Apr 4, 2016 22:19:18 GMT -5
Harper had been in a rather enthralling bit of conversation with one of the regulars when Ethan abruptly pushed his way through and dismissed the Lounge of its patrons in one fell swoop. It wasn't the first time. A glance at the clock on the wall confirmed it wasn't quite closing time, and-- Oh! That one creep left another twenty for a tip. Sweet.
Unfazed by Ethan's pessimism, Harper began straightening tables and chairs back into harmonious arrangement. "Uhh, okay," she said, aloof. "So's that gonna affect business?"
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Post by Redsam on Apr 4, 2016 23:01:50 GMT -5
Given her a quick look of wonderment as to how she has survived this long. "Well there tends burning and looting during wars, so maybe. We will be close to mortals until this plays out a little more. Any Kindred will be allow in as usual."
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Post by Harper on Apr 8, 2016 18:22:25 GMT -5
"Well, I know that," she said, waving off talk of looting and other related mischief. Harper continued cleaning, a bit of a bounce in her step despite the subject matter. "I meant more if we're gonna have to put in cameras or something, I don't know. What happened? Who were you talking to in the back?"
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Post by Redsam on Apr 8, 2016 22:32:11 GMT -5
"A man looking to borrow the back room for a meeting." Ethan says with a smile. "Clear you schedule Saturday night, we have a meeting to go to."
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