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Marshall Flowers' Sentimental Journey Through Post-Apocalyptica and Mutantville
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<blockquote data-quote="Veldran" data-source="post: 3697301" data-attributes="member: 28348"><p>Tales from the Wastelands, Part 2</p><p></p><p>Walking into the interior of the casino was always something of an adjustment. The bright lights of the slot machines, the noise of the different games and the smoky haze from the cigars created a powerful combined assault on the senses. It didn't bother him however, he was used to the place. </p><p></p><p>He looked around the room and headed for the bar near the back, past the jingling machines and the tables of card players. Someone tossed the dice too vigorously at one of the tables; they bounced off and landed near his feet as he passed. The gambler, perhaps a little tipsy, ran over to grab the dice, laughing something of an apology as he scooped up the dice. It was only when the gambler stood back up that he noticed who he had just thrown dice at. The gambler's face went white and he stammered an apology before backing off. </p><p></p><p>He continued through the crowds until he reached the table of the men he had come to see. They sat quietly, sipping at drinks. There were three of them, a tall man, a shorter, bulkier man and a young blonde woman. They all wore neatly pressed black suits and ties. He sat at the table, nodding curtly as the tall man began to talk. </p><p></p><p>"You're late, Aberforth. Now, what was so important that it couldn't wait until after our vacation?" </p><p></p><p>"I have some information that concerns a certain group of travellers from Haven. One of them is this new "chancellor", this Flowers. He paid a visit to Alanson's, inquiring about the briefcase. Alanson sent them to the old Black Thorn military installation; the man is obsessed with getting in. He thinks they might even succeed, something about a tin can. That important enough for you?" </p><p></p><p>The tall man pondered a moment before responding. "You're doing an excellent job so far Michael. I think we can all agree that it would be much better if you succeeded instead of your brother Raymond. Continue to be this useful, and you will find yourself with some powerful support when the time comes." The tall man pauses for a moment, extracts a small package wrapped in brown paper from his jacket and passes it over. "This should be enough for now. Now, if you don't mind, we would like to get back to enjoying our vacation." </p><p></p><p>As soon as Aberforth left, the blonde woman turned to the tall man. </p><p></p><p>"We should leave immediately, we can catch them before they escape." </p><p></p><p>"Patience," replied the tall man, "there is a chance that the Black Thorn will do our work for us. If not, we can catch them on their way back. They will be tired and worn out, hopefully low on ammo. Why work harder than we need to?" </p><p></p><p>"But - " the blonde woman started to reply, before being cut off by the tall man. </p><p></p><p>"We are on vacation, and you will enjoy the remainder of that vacation, am I understood?"</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Veldran, post: 3697301, member: 28348"] Tales from the Wastelands, Part 2 Walking into the interior of the casino was always something of an adjustment. The bright lights of the slot machines, the noise of the different games and the smoky haze from the cigars created a powerful combined assault on the senses. It didn't bother him however, he was used to the place. He looked around the room and headed for the bar near the back, past the jingling machines and the tables of card players. Someone tossed the dice too vigorously at one of the tables; they bounced off and landed near his feet as he passed. The gambler, perhaps a little tipsy, ran over to grab the dice, laughing something of an apology as he scooped up the dice. It was only when the gambler stood back up that he noticed who he had just thrown dice at. The gambler's face went white and he stammered an apology before backing off. He continued through the crowds until he reached the table of the men he had come to see. They sat quietly, sipping at drinks. There were three of them, a tall man, a shorter, bulkier man and a young blonde woman. They all wore neatly pressed black suits and ties. He sat at the table, nodding curtly as the tall man began to talk. "You're late, Aberforth. Now, what was so important that it couldn't wait until after our vacation?" "I have some information that concerns a certain group of travellers from Haven. One of them is this new "chancellor", this Flowers. He paid a visit to Alanson's, inquiring about the briefcase. Alanson sent them to the old Black Thorn military installation; the man is obsessed with getting in. He thinks they might even succeed, something about a tin can. That important enough for you?" The tall man pondered a moment before responding. "You're doing an excellent job so far Michael. I think we can all agree that it would be much better if you succeeded instead of your brother Raymond. Continue to be this useful, and you will find yourself with some powerful support when the time comes." The tall man pauses for a moment, extracts a small package wrapped in brown paper from his jacket and passes it over. "This should be enough for now. Now, if you don't mind, we would like to get back to enjoying our vacation." As soon as Aberforth left, the blonde woman turned to the tall man. "We should leave immediately, we can catch them before they escape." "Patience," replied the tall man, "there is a chance that the Black Thorn will do our work for us. If not, we can catch them on their way back. They will be tired and worn out, hopefully low on ammo. Why work harder than we need to?" "But - " the blonde woman started to reply, before being cut off by the tall man. "We are on vacation, and you will enjoy the remainder of that vacation, am I understood?" [/QUOTE]
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