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"Ok, so that wasn't Zhar. The absence of obscenities should of clued me to that. And the fact that the door didn't burst into pieces... But then again it could of been him after quite a few potent, mind altering, drinks."

*pokes head into bar

Donsro didn't come back here did he? I lost him about a mile back.

*walks in and sits at the bar

Stormy, one scotch please.

"He's smarter than you think. You might wanna get going since I'm betting that once he lost you he came back here."

"So uh... What was it about Donsro anyway?"

Here is your scotch Nekky.

Yeah, tell us what you have on ole Donny. hehehe

*looks at both Lt. and Stormy. pulls a manila envelope from inside pocket and slides it to them

Check it out for yourselves. I have copies.

*downs scotch and looks over shoulder

"All we need now are shady looking trench coats and hats with sunglasses."

*Storms in, catches breath for way too long as an awkawrd silence fills the room*

It's nothing you haven't seen on a daily basis here. <<<<<*actually makes this face*

*Wearing the above mentioned items, and looking at the contents of the envelope.*
"I wouldn't be so sure about that."

Oh! Check out the third photo! I needed my macro lens for that one!

*looks at Donsro, vanishes in thin air

*looks at pics*
*looks at Donsro*

Dayum Donnny I didn't know you could...bend like that.


*starts mixing up a special batch of drinks*

*thick fog rolls in*
*distant howling*
*ground begins to tremble*
*wind begins to howl*
*dishes fall from the shelf as the tremble becomes a quake*
*lightning flashes as the door is violently swung open*
*dead silence*
*shadowy figure emerges from the cold dark night*
"Oh, hi guys. Long time no see, eh?"

"Way to be dramatic. I thought drama was all on Zhar."

*Murder takes a step and trips down face first.*

*looks down at Murder*
*puts hands on hips*

Have you been drinking at another tavern before you came here?
Hmmmpf, just for that - no special drink for you...

*Walks up to the barrel and fills himself a mug*
*Sips*
*Wipes the table*

*Drags korps3 back in, forces him to suck up his gas with his nose, and throws him back outside.*
"Don't do that again!"

*appears

What the hell is that lingering smell?

"Damn it, he didn't suck it all back up. Quick somebody chop up some onions and do some delicious cooking of cheese steaks!!"

On it! Get the bread.

*Stares at the two guys running around the tavern*
*Sips*