Act 1 Scene 3 - Reunions [Broken Memories]

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nobble

One Thousand Club
Dave looks over at his kitchen before rushing over and pulling open one of the cupboards, inside there is a screen now showing a large dog, at least 4 foot at the shoulder, with small ears and broad chest and back, walking down the alleyway between the warehouses leading towards the door you all entered in.


"Any of you own a dog?"
 
Kitty


At the question from Dave as she played about with a pair of daggers that appeared to be more a pair of chopping knives that belonged in a kitchen than a weapon one would see in the hands of someone out on the backstreets, Katherine blinked as she looked at the dog.


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So, is Fin in his true form? And if so... what IS his tell? cuz if he's in his true form, I have a high enough MDV to spot it. ^_^


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Fin


He sniffed the scents and could tell they were up ahead. The form of the Omen Dog tended to be much better for tracking than his spirit form. He looked straight ahead noting the scent wondering what he might find there as he approached.


He was familiar with leaving an area free of most human occupancy when they saw him. No matter the form he wore at the time he had a tendency to look much bigger and more threatening than the average species of the shape he wore. Ironic considering his very laid-back attitude about things. And given his understanding of shape he tended to make sure the form he wore was seen as an alpha specimen.


The Omen Dog that approached stood about 5' at the shoulder being half again as wide as was normal. The fur was a void black, slightly longer than was expected. His eyes gleamed a deep red reflected in the moonlight, in a head that was just a bit broader than normal. His teeth vicious looking and large, kept a beautiful pearl in color.


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Spirit Form is a Cave Bear.


Tell: Broader shoulders than normal with more fur than average. Basically it takes whatever form he is in and makes it look more feral and aggressive. In short, a wild alpha version of the animal.
 
Kitty


Tilting her head just so as she looked at the rather... large dog, Katherine shook her head. "Not to my knowledge. But then... I fear my memories prior to this morn is rather... lacking."


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So my MDV of 7 is insufficient to beat the tell.
 
Taking down a pair of tonfa from the rack of weapons, Simon twirls them around for a moment before nodding to himself. He then walks back towards the others, and examines the dog for a moment on the screen.


"Are dogs of that size normal for the area?"


^ ^ ^ ^ ^


And yes, the tonfa are what I'll be taking from the collection. Gotta love Mantis Style's allowance of all MA weapons.
 
Dave shrugs at Simon's question.


"Who knows, what with some of the things that come out of the zones. Dogs in the city are normal sized though."


He opens another draw as he speaks pulling out a huge pistol that he holds to his side before walking towards the door. "Lets see what it wants."


With that he opens the door standing so that he is partially covered by it and the huge pistol is not visible to the large dog.
 
Fin


The large beast raised its nose high and sniffed the air that came from the opened door. The scent of metal, something acrid that slightly stung his nostrils, and what could be... yes, yeah just like that! some kind of oil, although of a much heavier scent. And even more of an interest was the scent of much metal, the scents very familiar, and somehow invigorating to him.
 
"Ok Doggie, in or out?"


Dave opens the door wider, inside Fin can see the other 'awakes' as well as Dave's large warehouse apartment.
 
Fin


The large dog wagged its tail in thanks and greeting, a strange sight for such a fearsome looking beast. It sniffed at the strange man, becoming used to him and familiarizing himself with the new scent. He then moved further inside and wandered to each other person in term, getting a more deeply understood scent from them for future references.


Looking about it noted the large display of weaponry and seemed keenly interested in the assortment of melee weapons, revealed by the wagging of the tail and the prolonged sniffing of each one.
 
Fin


The Omen Dog seemed to smile at the comment before he began to stand on his hind legs and grow taller and, not believing it was possible, bigger. The fur began to fade away and sink into his pinkish skin, although it seemed like there was still a lot left. His skin slowly darkened until it was a light tan and before them stood, fully clothed, their companion Fin.....still staring at the weapons happily.
 
Dave looks at Freddy "I guess you can."


He then shuts the door and moves back over to the kitchen area, puts his large handgun back into the drawer it came from.


"Took your time."
 
Fin


Grinning from ear to ear he looked at the weapons, especially the two-handed weapons, and occasionally the abnormally large one-handed weapons, like a kid in a candy store. "I guess I REALLY like weapons." He said aloud and to himself. "These are beautiful."
 
"And mine."


Dave smiles at Fin his arms crossed in front of him.


"But owe me a favour and you can take one or two."
 
Fin


A thick eyebrow arched at the mention of favors. "First off what kind of favors are we talking about? And secondly, what are the quality of these weapons?"
 
"Just a favour, a weapon shaped favour, but a favour all the same. Best currency around here if you ask me. Doubt any of you would mind paying."
 
Fin


He looked at the man, staring straight into his eyes, his expression no longer jovial. "I may not remember much, but I am not a hired killer. If I kill anyone, and I prefer not to, it will be because my life is threatened. As long as we are clear on that then we will be fine. If it calls for knocking some heads and a good brawl leading to some bloodied lips and black eyes then I am just fine with that." His expression having shifted throughout the speech from serious to jovial again.
 
Dave shrugs. "As I said its not a big one. As for the quality of my weapons, I doubt you will find better examples of these weapons any where in the city."
 
Fin


"I'll give it a chance for a proper axe, something appropriate for my size. If you can meet that expectation then I'll give you your favor and then some." This was a man that appreciated his weapons and expected REALLY high standards for them, and would not be content for one that was mass produced. It showed in the way he carried himself that he knew what he was worth and could back up his words.
 
Freddy listened while he balanced a dagger by the pommel on his index finger. "A job, huh? What did you have in mind?"
 
"If you can see it you can have it. Well apart for Betsy and John's stick." He points to the large machine gun and the stick in the stand on its own.


"Apart for them help yourself." He then turns to Freddy


"The job well, as you are going to search for Safe, you can take his stick with you. Give it him back I don't want it. Its more trouble than its worth."
 
Fin


He looked about a few times before his eyes settled upon an axe. It was a large axe and looked rather unwieldy for the grip that was made for the wielder. It looked to be about a hand and a half, and yet seemed undersized for the head of the axe. It was double-bladed with a curved blade on one side, and a hooked blade, flat along the length of the blade until it curved slightly inward and downwards. No, this was a weapon meant for a larger hand, or one for perhaps one of a proper strength.


He hefted the weapon, it felt so right in his hand, alternating between the two. He twirled it about back and forth with the grace of a dancer across the floor. And even as his eyes briefly looked over the other weapons his gaze would be near-immediately drawn back to the axe. This was a man in love.


"I'll take her."
 
Freddy takes his time going through the shelves. He starts by taking 2 daggers he had tested for weight and a seven section staff, although he wasn't exactly certain why. Finally he picked up 2 9mms, and enough ammo to keep them barking. Holding these weapons felt familiar. He momentarily beamed at his lethality before finding places for his new tools on his body.
 
Dave nods as Freddy and Fin help themselves to his armoury.


"Any other takers?"


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Loot swiped so far..


The Love Targetted Axe


Speed 4 Accuracy + 2 Damage +6l Defense +0 Rate 2


9mm


Speed 4 Accuracy + 2 Damage 6L Range 20 Clip 15 Rate SS


with 2 boxes of 50 bullets


Seven Section Staff


Speed 5 Accuracy + 0 Damage +8b Defense +4 Rate 2 tags M


Daggar


Speed 5 Accuracy + 2 Damage +3l Defense +2 Rate 3
 
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