drop by drop by drop...

[{Son of a Battlecry}]

The lone Gunsmith known as Black X travels the scape of gaia with a purpose,
too bring forth a new era where the strong defend the weak
and the vile are brought to justice.

In his journey to find such a dream he comes across a simple bar stand,
only to find a not so simple step in his journey...

The bar door opens to a tall thin afro-american male, in his mid 30's with a large cowboy hat shielding his view from the rest of the bar. His gray, dusty coat came down to his knees, and the rest of his suit shared the same color and accents in red. The coat, amongst other things, had on it looping straps of a rather shiny red fabric, as portrayed by the embroidered X on the left side of his chest. Keeping his view down towards the floor and hidden, the man walks towards the counter and takes his seat as the bartender walks over.

Big greasy looking guy with a poor demeanor, and a worse fashion appearance. Throwing the basically brown cleaning rag over his shoulder the bartender snorted at the quiet stranger and spoke. What'll ya be having, stranger?!  

[Manweru - Senpai]

Monotony has been really big in this bar since as long as he can remember. Most days he’s lucky to hear a rant from a random drunk who’ll speak of how his wife was unfaithful and the all but creative ways that they were gonna deal with them. His favorite days were when they got aggressive and he had to “escort” anyone out, but he could never let lose. Not with them. Today… maybe things would change but then again Kerkin wasn’t known for his optimism. He walks inside the bar, duffel bag in hand. Another wonderful shift was about to start.  

[{Son of a Battlecry}]

Reaching into his coat pocket X takes out a picture then places it in front of the bartender. Information, have you seen this warehouse?

The bartender then glances at the photo and quickly looks towards the man that just walked in, he nods at him and then turns his back to X.Looks like any ol' warehouse ta me...

X then puts the picture back into his coat and takes out another picture, this time he holds it up so the bartender can take a closer look. Have you seen her then?

The bartender turns to look at the old picture of a young lady in her early 20's, long flowing maroon hair, thin facial characteristics with hazel eyes. He shrugs and then tilts his head to the side to look at X. Now what makes you think jail-bait like her would ever pass by this dump?

Finally, in response to the bartender's own crude answer, X lift's his view to "look" at him. Wrapped around his eyes are old bandages with black stains around the eye sockets, he immediately re-iterates the question. Have you seen her or not?  

[Manweru - Senpai]

Joban wasn’t much of a bartender. His drinks were bad, his balance and dexterity left much to be desired and he wasn’t much of a looker. Hell, he didn’t smell too good either. All in all he was a mess. But he was Kerkin’s friend. One of the few friends Kerkin had. In his line of work people were your friends till you cut them off. Then you weren’t sh**. Kerkin walked over to the bar and he slowed his pace when he saw Joban look over to him. He concentrated a bit to be able to eavesdrop on the conversation with the stranger. Kerkin could feel a bit apprehensive towards this newcomer. Mostly they come in, have a drink or ask for one of those “ladies of the night” and make their exit, but something was different about this one. Kerkin grabbed the bar gate to get behind the bar, put his bag over the counter, looked directly at the man, trying to read his body language and continued to try and eavesdrop on the conversation very directly, not worrying that this cowboy stranger might notice.  

[{Son of a Battlecry}]

I told you guy, she never passed by these hands before, now either ya' order a drink of get out! "Joban", as they called him, pointed towards the door and gave X a very menacing look. Seeing as they had attracted the attention of everyone in the bar with their little back and forth, Joban expected to have enough backup to make X step out quietly...

X retrieved the picture back into his pocket and took off his coat, laying it nicely on the bar-stool next to him. He would also take off his hat and place it on top of the coat, then rolling up his sleeves on the black silk shirt he wore underneath X cracked his neck and spoke. I guess one drink won't hurt...  

[Manweru - Senpai]

"I really don't like this guy" Kerkin thought to himself. He was really just looking for a reason to force him out the bar. He wasn't really into trouble and this guy had "trouble" written all over him. Maybe he could make the stranger leave. Through the information he over heard he knows that the stranger was looking for someone, probably not from this town though cause this is a small town and Joban knows almost everybody and well, everybody knows Joban.

Kerkin decided to pay the stranger a visit. He strolled over to the man and took a nearby seat as Joban asked the stranger what he'd be having that night. "So... Joban, who's the new friend?". he asked giving the stranger a smirk which quickly turned into surprise when he saw the man's ghastly look.