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by arcanus » Sat Mar 07, 2009 7:25 pm
The Continuing Search For Knowledge: Oracle - 2060
The Soldiers of Light looked upon their new surroundings, both had gathered greater knowledge over the past months.
Their surroundings were that of some Casablanca or Moroccan street, dusty and warmed by desert breezes, old lanterns swung gently upon the sides of doorways.
Smiling at each other the duo stepped across the threshold into a noir bar, the smell of thick arab tobacco enveloped them, spices mingled with the eyewatering scent.
The pair made their way over to the bar, real scotch poured by the sassy black barman, a long missed flavour that almost brought tears to Curren's eyes.
The barman's gleaming grin turned to a mere thin lipped smile as he points to a hidden corner table.
Nodding to each other, the Soldiers approached the table.
Curren's eyes narrowed as a feral grin crossed the albino face of their host, each of his teeth a fang, his eyes pitch black, strangely complimented by his trilby.
"Didn't I kill you" breathed Malthalamus
"Indeed you did" replied Arnold Wiess, the Ghoul Doctor, with that he took a lump of meat that looks remarkably like 'Longpig' and began to cheerfully chew.
Drake adjusted his Fedora and squared his shoulders, time to get down to business.