"Thanks... just please don't crush my hand while doing so."
He, unusually, cracks a smile, and lets go of her hand. "I tried to avoid doing that. I'm sorry if I still hurt you."
"Its... fine. Sidhe's don't get hurt easily, and I don't either... usually."
He nods. "Fair point."
"Thanks... so... want something to drink?"
He nods. "Sure. What do we have here?"
"Um... Most real-world stuff. The Para-tech stuff shipment has been delayed."
He smiles slightly. "Whiskey, neat, then"
"Sure... um.... got money or should I just put it on your tab?"
He blinks a few times, his cybernetic eye flashing. (Picturing him a bit more human version of the Borg from Star trek for some reason.) "Yes, I believe I may have some." He rumages through the pockets on his vest, and eventually, after pulling out almost everything else, including several flashbangs, anomalous scanners, and other odd things, pulls out a wallet. "How much is it?"
"Um...$3.00 with tax."
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"Thanks... just please don't crush my hand while doing so."
He, unusually, cracks a smile, and lets go of her hand. "I tried to avoid doing that. I'm sorry if I still hurt you."
"Its... fine. Sidhe's don't get hurt easily, and I don't either... usually."
He nods. "Fair point."
"Thanks... so... want something to drink?"
He nods. "Sure. What do we have here?"
"Um... Most real-world stuff. The Para-tech stuff shipment has been delayed."
He smiles slightly. "Whiskey, neat, then"
"Sure... um.... got money or should I just put it on your tab?"
He blinks a few times, his cybernetic eye flashing. (Picturing him a bit more human version of the Borg from Star trek for some reason.) "Yes, I believe I may have some." He rumages through the pockets on his vest, and eventually, after pulling out almost everything else, including several flashbangs, anomalous scanners, and other odd things, pulls out a wallet. "How much is it?"
"Um...$3.00 with tax."
He opens the wallet, and pulls out a five. "Don't worry about the change." He says before taking a seat.
"Thanks... just please don't crush my hand while doing so."
He, unusually, cracks a smile, and lets go of her hand. "I tried to avoid doing that. I'm sorry if I still hurt you."
"Its... fine. Sidhe's don't get hurt easily, and I don't either... usually."
He nods. "Fair point."
"Thanks... so... want something to drink?"
He nods. "Sure. What do we have here?"
"Um... Most real-world stuff. The Para-tech stuff shipment has been delayed."
He smiles slightly. "Whiskey, neat, then"
"Sure... um.... got money or should I just put it on your tab?"
He blinks a few times, his cybernetic eye flashing. (Picturing him a bit more human version of the Borg from Star trek for some reason.) "Yes, I believe I may have some." He rumages through the pockets on his vest, and eventually, after pulling out almost everything else, including several flashbangs, anomalous scanners, and other odd things, pulls out a wallet. "How much is it?"
"Um...$3.00 with tax."
He opens the wallet, and pulls out a five. "Don't worry about the change." He says before taking a seat.
They quickly serve him beer. "So... um... enjoy the cafe?" The half-faerie asks, while trying to conceal a tape recorder
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Thanks... just please don't crush my hand while doing so."
He, unusually, cracks a smile, and lets go of her hand. "I tried to avoid doing that. I'm sorry if I still hurt you."
"Its... fine. Sidhe's don't get hurt easily, and I don't either... usually."
He nods. "Fair point."
"Thanks... so... want something to drink?"
He nods. "Sure. What do we have here?"
"Um... Most real-world stuff. The Para-tech stuff shipment has been delayed."
He smiles slightly. "Whiskey, neat, then"
"Sure... um.... got money or should I just put it on your tab?"
He blinks a few times, his cybernetic eye flashing. (Picturing him a bit more human version of the Borg from Star trek for some reason.) "Yes, I believe I may have some." He rumages through the pockets on his vest, and eventually, after pulling out almost everything else, including several flashbangs, anomalous scanners, and other odd things, pulls out a wallet. "How much is it?"
"Um...$3.00 with tax."
He opens the wallet, and pulls out a five. "Don't worry about the change." He says before taking a seat.
They quickly serve him whiskey. "So... um... enjoy the cafe?" The half-faerie asks, while trying to conceal a tape recorder
*Changed the drink to what he ordered, lol*
He shrugs. "Haven't ever really had downtime before...I'd rather be hunting down Anomalies or training, no offense." He says, staring at the recorder.
"Thanks... just please don't crush my hand while doing so."
He, unusually, cracks a smile, and lets go of her hand. "I tried to avoid doing that. I'm sorry if I still hurt you."
"Its... fine. Sidhe's don't get hurt easily, and I don't either... usually."
He nods. "Fair point."
"Thanks... so... want something to drink?"
He nods. "Sure. What do we have here?"
"Um... Most real-world stuff. The Para-tech stuff shipment has been delayed."
He smiles slightly. "Whiskey, neat, then"
"Sure... um.... got money or should I just put it on your tab?"
He blinks a few times, his cybernetic eye flashing. (Picturing him a bit more human version of the Borg from Star trek for some reason.) "Yes, I believe I may have some." He rumages through the pockets on his vest, and eventually, after pulling out almost everything else, including several flashbangs, anomalous scanners, and other odd things, pulls out a wallet. "How much is it?"
"Um...$3.00 with tax."
He opens the wallet, and pulls out a five. "Don't worry about the change." He says before taking a seat.
They quickly serve him whiskey. "So... um... enjoy the cafe?" The half-faerie asks, while trying to conceal a tape recorder
*Changed the drink to what he ordered, lol*
He shrugs. "Haven't ever really had downtime before...I'd rather be hunting down Anomalies or training, no offense." He says, staring at the recorder.
They frown. "I see... um... favorite mission? Or is that classified?"
*When your a half-god cyborg, I guess you can Retcon reality a bit*
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Thanks... just please don't crush my hand while doing so."
He, unusually, cracks a smile, and lets go of her hand. "I tried to avoid doing that. I'm sorry if I still hurt you."
"Its... fine. Sidhe's don't get hurt easily, and I don't either... usually."
He nods. "Fair point."
"Thanks... so... want something to drink?"
He nods. "Sure. What do we have here?"
"Um... Most real-world stuff. The Para-tech stuff shipment has been delayed."
He smiles slightly. "Whiskey, neat, then"
"Sure... um.... got money or should I just put it on your tab?"
He blinks a few times, his cybernetic eye flashing. (Picturing him a bit more human version of the Borg from Star trek for some reason.) "Yes, I believe I may have some." He rumages through the pockets on his vest, and eventually, after pulling out almost everything else, including several flashbangs, anomalous scanners, and other odd things, pulls out a wallet. "How much is it?"
"Um...$3.00 with tax."
He opens the wallet, and pulls out a five. "Don't worry about the change." He says before taking a seat.
They quickly serve him whiskey. "So... um... enjoy the cafe?" The half-faerie asks, while trying to conceal a tape recorder
*Changed the drink to what he ordered, lol*
He shrugs. "Haven't ever really had downtime before...I'd rather be hunting down Anomalies or training, no offense." He says, staring at the recorder.
They frown. "I see... um... favorite mission? Or is that classified?"
*When your a half-god cyborg, I guess you can Retcon reality a bit*
*Half-god cyborg with gods know what anomalous upgrades, and potentially X-Ray vision...yeah, he can see through some things.*
He looks her dead in the eyes, his cybernetic optical implant flashing. "Definitely classified." He replies evenly
*Hey Alaric! I'm currently RPing a member of MTF Tau-5 "Samsara" and Scyria is RPing a Foundation Agent. Feel free to jump in, as we're the only two, aside from ghost, in here rn.*
*Hey Alaric! I'm currently RPing a member of MTF Tau-5 "Samsara" and Scyria is RPing a Foundation Agent. Feel free to jump in, as we're the only two, aside from ghost, in here rn.*
"Thanks... just please don't crush my hand while doing so."
He, unusually, cracks a smile, and lets go of her hand. "I tried to avoid doing that. I'm sorry if I still hurt you."
"Its... fine. Sidhe's don't get hurt easily, and I don't either... usually."
He nods. "Fair point."
"Thanks... so... want something to drink?"
He nods. "Sure. What do we have here?"
"Um... Most real-world stuff. The Para-tech stuff shipment has been delayed."
He smiles slightly. "Whiskey, neat, then"
"Sure... um.... got money or should I just put it on your tab?"
He blinks a few times, his cybernetic eye flashing. (Picturing him a bit more human version of the Borg from Star trek for some reason.) "Yes, I believe I may have some." He rumages through the pockets on his vest, and eventually, after pulling out almost everything else, including several flashbangs, anomalous scanners, and other odd things, pulls out a wallet. "How much is it?"
"Um...$3.00 with tax."
He opens the wallet, and pulls out a five. "Don't worry about the change." He says before taking a seat.
They quickly serve him whiskey. "So... um... enjoy the cafe?" The half-faerie asks, while trying to conceal a tape recorder
*Changed the drink to what he ordered, lol*
He shrugs. "Haven't ever really had downtime before...I'd rather be hunting down Anomalies or training, no offense." He says, staring at the recorder.
They frown. "I see... um... favorite mission? Or is that classified?"
*When your a half-god cyborg, I guess you can Retcon reality a bit*
*Half-god cyborg with gods know what anomalous upgrades, and potentially X-Ray vision...yeah, he can see through some things.*
He looks her dead in the eyes, his cybernetic optical implant flashing. "Definitely classified." He replies evenly
"Um... stuff I'm not allowed to know."
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Thanks... just please don't crush my hand while doing so."
He, unusually, cracks a smile, and lets go of her hand. "I tried to avoid doing that. I'm sorry if I still hurt you."
"Its... fine. Sidhe's don't get hurt easily, and I don't either... usually."
He nods. "Fair point."
"Thanks... so... want something to drink?"
He nods. "Sure. What do we have here?"
"Um... Most real-world stuff. The Para-tech stuff shipment has been delayed."
He smiles slightly. "Whiskey, neat, then"
"Sure... um.... got money or should I just put it on your tab?"
He blinks a few times, his cybernetic eye flashing. (Picturing him a bit more human version of the Borg from Star trek for some reason.) "Yes, I believe I may have some." He rumages through the pockets on his vest, and eventually, after pulling out almost everything else, including several flashbangs, anomalous scanners, and other odd things, pulls out a wallet. "How much is it?"
"Um...$3.00 with tax."
He opens the wallet, and pulls out a five. "Don't worry about the change." He says before taking a seat.
They quickly serve him whiskey. "So... um... enjoy the cafe?" The half-faerie asks, while trying to conceal a tape recorder
*Changed the drink to what he ordered, lol*
He shrugs. "Haven't ever really had downtime before...I'd rather be hunting down Anomalies or training, no offense." He says, staring at the recorder.
They frown. "I see... um... favorite mission? Or is that classified?"
*When your a half-god cyborg, I guess you can Retcon reality a bit*
*Half-god cyborg with gods know what anomalous upgrades, and potentially X-Ray vision...yeah, he can see through some things.*
He looks her dead in the eyes, his cybernetic optical implant flashing. "Definitely classified." He replies evenly
"Um... stuff I'm not allowed to know."
He nods. "Definitely." His optical implant cools, returning to normal. He smiles slightly. And why are you trying to record me? Don't speak, just think your answer. He blinks, and takes a sip from his glass. Because I'm Tau-5?
"Thanks... just please don't crush my hand while doing so."
He, unusually, cracks a smile, and lets go of her hand. "I tried to avoid doing that. I'm sorry if I still hurt you."
"Its... fine. Sidhe's don't get hurt easily, and I don't either... usually."
He nods. "Fair point."
"Thanks... so... want something to drink?"
He nods. "Sure. What do we have here?"
"Um... Most real-world stuff. The Para-tech stuff shipment has been delayed."
He smiles slightly. "Whiskey, neat, then"
"Sure... um.... got money or should I just put it on your tab?"
He blinks a few times, his cybernetic eye flashing. (Picturing him a bit more human version of the Borg from Star trek for some reason.) "Yes, I believe I may have some." He rumages through the pockets on his vest, and eventually, after pulling out almost everything else, including several flashbangs, anomalous scanners, and other odd things, pulls out a wallet. "How much is it?"
"Um...$3.00 with tax."
He opens the wallet, and pulls out a five. "Don't worry about the change." He says before taking a seat.
They quickly serve him whiskey. "So... um... enjoy the cafe?" The half-faerie asks, while trying to conceal a tape recorder
*Changed the drink to what he ordered, lol*
He shrugs. "Haven't ever really had downtime before...I'd rather be hunting down Anomalies or training, no offense." He says, staring at the recorder.
They frown. "I see... um... favorite mission? Or is that classified?"
*When your a half-god cyborg, I guess you can Retcon reality a bit*
*Half-god cyborg with gods know what anomalous upgrades, and potentially X-Ray vision...yeah, he can see through some things.*
He looks her dead in the eyes, his cybernetic optical implant flashing. "Definitely classified." He replies evenly
"Um... stuff I'm not allowed to know."
He nods. "Definitely." His optical implant cools, returning to normal. He smiles slightly. And why are you trying to record me? Don't speak, just think your answer. He blinks, and takes a sip from his glass. Because I'm Tau-5?
Yes, because if you were to say something like... I came to this tavern because its the best tavern in three portlands it might bring in some business that I would really like
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Thanks... just please don't crush my hand while doing so."
He, unusually, cracks a smile, and lets go of her hand. "I tried to avoid doing that. I'm sorry if I still hurt you."
"Its... fine. Sidhe's don't get hurt easily, and I don't either... usually."
He nods. "Fair point."
"Thanks... so... want something to drink?"
He nods. "Sure. What do we have here?"
"Um... Most real-world stuff. The Para-tech stuff shipment has been delayed."
He smiles slightly. "Whiskey, neat, then"
"Sure... um.... got money or should I just put it on your tab?"
He blinks a few times, his cybernetic eye flashing. (Picturing him a bit more human version of the Borg from Star trek for some reason.) "Yes, I believe I may have some." He rumages through the pockets on his vest, and eventually, after pulling out almost everything else, including several flashbangs, anomalous scanners, and other odd things, pulls out a wallet. "How much is it?"
"Um...$3.00 with tax."
He opens the wallet, and pulls out a five. "Don't worry about the change." He says before taking a seat.
They quickly serve him whiskey. "So... um... enjoy the cafe?" The half-faerie asks, while trying to conceal a tape recorder
*Changed the drink to what he ordered, lol*
He shrugs. "Haven't ever really had downtime before...I'd rather be hunting down Anomalies or training, no offense." He says, staring at the recorder.
They frown. "I see... um... favorite mission? Or is that classified?"
*When your a half-god cyborg, I guess you can Retcon reality a bit*
*Half-god cyborg with gods know what anomalous upgrades, and potentially X-Ray vision...yeah, he can see through some things.*
He looks her dead in the eyes, his cybernetic optical implant flashing. "Definitely classified." He replies evenly
"Um... stuff I'm not allowed to know."
He nods. "Definitely." His optical implant cools, returning to normal. He smiles slightly. And why are you trying to record me? Don't speak, just think your answer. He blinks, and takes a sip from his glass. Because I'm Tau-5?
Yes, because if you were to say something like... I came to this tavern because its the best tavern in three portlands it might bring in some business that I would really like
He chuckles. Fair enough. But seriously, I've never been to a tavern before, so I'm not exactly the best option for that. I've never been ordered to "Take a break" as the O5 put it.
Yes, because if you were to say something like... I came to this tavern because its the best tavern in three portlands it might bring in some business that I would really like
He chuckles. Fair enough. But seriously, I've never been to a tavern before, so I'm not exactly the best option for that. I've never been ordered to "Take a break" as the O5 put it.
But people respect Prometheus and your Prometheus tech. That is why everyone railed around Anderson when the UIU finally allowed the SCP in to get him
*Are you familiar with Anderson Robotics and Vincent Anderson?*
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Yes, because if you were to say something like... I came to this tavern because its the best tavern in three portlands it might bring in some business that I would really like
He chuckles. Fair enough. But seriously, I've never been to a tavern before, so I'm not exactly the best option for that. I've never been ordered to "Take a break" as the O5 put it.
But people respect Prometheus and your Prometheus tech. That is why everyone railed around Anderson when the UIU finally allowed the SCP in to get him
*Are you familiar with Anderson Robotics and Vincent Anderson?*
*A bit, yeah. I'm not as insanely into SCP's and the lore as you are, but I know enough to carry on in this thread pretty well.*
He sits back and blinks. True. He says. He sighs, as though not entirely sure what else to say.
Yes, because if you were to say something like... I came to this tavern because its the best tavern in three portlands it might bring in some business that I would really like
He chuckles. Fair enough. But seriously, I've never been to a tavern before, so I'm not exactly the best option for that. I've never been ordered to "Take a break" as the O5 put it.
But people respect Prometheus and your Prometheus tech. That is why everyone railed around Anderson when the UIU finally allowed the SCP in to get him
*Are you familiar with Anderson Robotics and Vincent Anderson?*
*A bit, yeah. I'm not as insanely into SCP's and the lore as you are, but I know enough to carry on in this thread pretty well.*
He sits back and blinks. True. He says. He sighs, as though not entirely sure what else to say.
*Mind if I tell you my head canon on it then? Mr. Tau-5 would probably know*
Um... I can stop recording you if you want. Sorry about it
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Yes, because if you were to say something like... I came to this tavern because its the best tavern in three portlands it might bring in some business that I would really like
He chuckles. Fair enough. But seriously, I've never been to a tavern before, so I'm not exactly the best option for that. I've never been ordered to "Take a break" as the O5 put it.
But people respect Prometheus and your Prometheus tech. That is why everyone railed around Anderson when the UIU finally allowed the SCP in to get him
*Are you familiar with Anderson Robotics and Vincent Anderson?*
*A bit, yeah. I'm not as insanely into SCP's and the lore as you are, but I know enough to carry on in this thread pretty well.*
He sits back and blinks. True. He says. He sighs, as though not entirely sure what else to say.
*Mind if I tell you my head canon on it then? Mr. Tau-5 would probably know*
Um... I can stop recording you if you want. Sorry about it
*Go ahead. And he's Captain Irantu. (Actually Tau-5 member)*
Yes, because if you were to say something like... I came to this tavern because its the best tavern in three portlands it might bring in some business that I would really like
He chuckles. Fair enough. But seriously, I've never been to a tavern before, so I'm not exactly the best option for that. I've never been ordered to "Take a break" as the O5 put it.
But people respect Prometheus and your Prometheus tech. That is why everyone railed around Anderson when the UIU finally allowed the SCP in to get him
*Are you familiar with Anderson Robotics and Vincent Anderson?*
*A bit, yeah. I'm not as insanely into SCP's and the lore as you are, but I know enough to carry on in this thread pretty well.*
He sits back and blinks. True. He says. He sighs, as though not entirely sure what else to say.
*Mind if I tell you my head canon on it then? Mr. Tau-5 would probably know*
Um... I can stop recording you if you want. Sorry about it
*Go ahead. And he's Captain Irantu. (Actually Tau-5 member)*
He nods. It's alright, but please do.
*Cool. Let me begin to write it up*
Oh, then okay... Are you sure you are okay with it?
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"Um...$3.00 with tax."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He opens the wallet, and pulls out a five. "Don't worry about the change." He says before taking a seat.
They quickly serve him beer. "So... um... enjoy the cafe?" The half-faerie asks, while trying to conceal a tape recorder
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Changed the drink to what he ordered, lol*
He shrugs. "Haven't ever really had downtime before...I'd rather be hunting down Anomalies or training, no offense." He says, staring at the recorder.
They frown. "I see... um... favorite mission? Or is that classified?"
*When your a half-god cyborg, I guess you can Retcon reality a bit*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Half-god cyborg with gods know what anomalous upgrades, and potentially X-Ray vision...yeah, he can see through some things.*
He looks her dead in the eyes, his cybernetic optical implant flashing. "Definitely classified." He replies evenly
*GTG. I will return, although not soon*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Heyo, checking this out*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Hey Alaric! I'm currently RPing a member of MTF Tau-5 "Samsara" and Scyria is RPing a Foundation Agent. Feel free to jump in, as we're the only two, aside from ghost, in here rn.*
*so, how does this work exactly?*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Cool, i'll see what i can think up ;3*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Um... stuff I'm not allowed to know."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He nods. "Definitely." His optical implant cools, returning to normal. He smiles slightly. And why are you trying to record me? Don't speak, just think your answer. He blinks, and takes a sip from his glass. Because I'm Tau-5?
Yes, because if you were to say something like... I came to this tavern because its the best tavern in three portlands it might bring in some business that I would really like
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He chuckles. Fair enough. But seriously, I've never been to a tavern before, so I'm not exactly the best option for that. I've never been ordered to "Take a break" as the O5 put it.
But people respect Prometheus and your Prometheus tech. That is why everyone railed around Anderson when the UIU finally allowed the SCP in to get him
*Are you familiar with Anderson Robotics and Vincent Anderson?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*A bit, yeah. I'm not as insanely into SCP's and the lore as you are, but I know enough to carry on in this thread pretty well.*
He sits back and blinks. True. He says. He sighs, as though not entirely sure what else to say.
*Mind if I tell you my head canon on it then? Mr. Tau-5 would probably know*
Um... I can stop recording you if you want. Sorry about it
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Go ahead. And he's Captain Irantu. (Actually Tau-5 member)*
He nods. It's alright, but please do.
*Cool. Let me begin to write it up*
Oh, then okay... Are you sure you are okay with it?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now