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mayfield_rpg2012-02-29 05:48 pm
cuestickgenius) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-02-29 05:48 pm
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3rd Pocket
[Action; Downtown; Afternoon]
[Sure is Droog in his Very Dapper Hat and a suit, smoking a cigarette as usual. The one thing out of the ordinary is the large, brown-paper wrapped parcel he's carrying, roughly the size of his torso - a little taller, a little thinner.
Oh, and he's smiling. It's a bit frightening.]
[Action; Outside 463 Stone Street; Evening]
[Anyone walking around the area will no doubt hear the brassy tones of what is unmistakably a mighty fine saxophone. Droog is sitting on the porch, jacket and hat off as he plays his new instrument. It's all slow jazzy things, like dark bars and shady deals, a casual walk away from the crime scene. Sometimes he goes to something faster, jazz and flash and hard liquor.
He doesn't seem to be paying attention to anyone else around]
[Phone]
Being a banker kind of takes all the fun out of casing a place. Not that money means anything in this dump...
My point is: any of you have any skill with musical instruments? And none of those new age punk things or electronic ear-piercers. Real instruments.
Barring that, who plays pool?
[Sure is Droog in his Very Dapper Hat and a suit, smoking a cigarette as usual. The one thing out of the ordinary is the large, brown-paper wrapped parcel he's carrying, roughly the size of his torso - a little taller, a little thinner.
Oh, and he's smiling. It's a bit frightening.]
[Action; Outside 463 Stone Street; Evening]
[Anyone walking around the area will no doubt hear the brassy tones of what is unmistakably a mighty fine saxophone. Droog is sitting on the porch, jacket and hat off as he plays his new instrument. It's all slow jazzy things, like dark bars and shady deals, a casual walk away from the crime scene. Sometimes he goes to something faster, jazz and flash and hard liquor.
He doesn't seem to be paying attention to anyone else around]
[Phone]
Being a banker kind of takes all the fun out of casing a place. Not that money means anything in this dump...
My point is: any of you have any skill with musical instruments? And none of those new age punk things or electronic ear-piercers. Real instruments.
Barring that, who plays pool?
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[You can go ahead and file both of those under 'shit you already know.' Deuce is so helpful...]
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Speaking of which though, you got an oboe? I know I saw a few at the store.
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Nope! Should I get one? It'd be nice to play again.
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Oh, speakin' of fun, you meet the new kid yet?
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[Oh god was he talking about Squid Girl?]
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[Yes. Yes he is.]
Boss let her in. Gave her the hat and everything.
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[...well, at least that lowers the potential of them getting shot. Or anyone caring.]
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[All the sarcasm. All of it.]
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[All the sarcasm....he is missing it completely.]
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[He has put zero thought into this.]
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[BEST IDEA]
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[He sounds so cheerful about that.]
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[Facepalm. Why is he the only sane man?]
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[It really won't take long, either.]