[d20 Modern] Session One: Funky Martian Monks (CowBoy BeBop)

Bebop
New Kamakura City


Thalessa snorted. "Alright, get off your lazy asses and get to work. Earn that food or we're having more of that special cooking tonight."

Flicking a finger at Chase's hair, she stalked off into the interior of the ship with Gil. "Me and Gil will hold fort and handle any back up if any of you are too wimpy to handle it yourself."
 

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Hep-Cat Sushi Bar
Kamakura City


The air was less dank that usual. That's probably cuz people didn't like smoke in their sushi for tonight. Located in the business night time district, it only pretended to be something other than the dank beer-swilling drugged up dive it really was.

Bobcat entered the establishment, having received a note earlier that Kazuhito would be there waiting for her. Inside, Chase was already waiting with a waitress on his lap - no big surprise there.

Over in the bar was Kazuhito, though Bobcat nearly didn't recognize him because he wasn't wearing his priestly robes. Dressed in nothing but the latest fashions, it looked like a fairly expensive get-up.

OOC: Bobcat + Chase
 

Cat Tail Street
Kamakura City

Nightime in the big city.

As usual chilly, dank and dark. The way to the temple led them through some quiet streets. More time for contemplation, less time to get recognized by unsavory elements - at least they hoped so.

Their feet echoed in the pavement, little tunes in rhythm with each other with the faint nightime revelry a few streets away to act as background music to their lonely shuffle.

Periodically streetlights illuminated the darkness. In one they could see a figure leaning against it, soft curls of smoke drifting from his lit cigarette. He was dressed in a tailored suit with a trenchcoat and a hat that covered his face in shadow.

OOC: RAVEN, VINCENT
 

Hep-Cat Sushi Bar
Kamakura City


Bobcat drew a deep breath before she stepped forward, and checked her image in the nearest reflective surface she could find. She was glad that she had decided to go with her most extravagant dress, which was a slinky form-fitting number that clung to her slim figure and showed off shoulders that were uniformly tanned. It was made from a black spandex-like fabric that matched the colour of her hair, which was now artfully coiled into Princess-Leia-like buns that covered her ears.

Staring into her blue-green eyes, she realized she felt a little naked without her usually ubiquitous red specs and the thick strap of a guitar riding her shoulderblades was replaced by a purse strap. Could I be anymore the total opposite of me? she thought, and then lurched forward, almost tripping. Looking down at her night-black pumps, she exhaled deeply. Nope, not much more.

Now she was walking towards Kazuhito, dutifully ignoring Chase as she concentrated on putting one foot ahead of the other. For a moment, she considered turning back and leaving the bar. Having the vice-abbott see her like this was almost beyond bearable. Having Chase see her in this getup was almost beyond bearable. But she shook her head to chase away the doubts, and hoped that Kazuhito wouldn't notice her flushed cheeks. Nothing to do about it now. She presented herself before the vice-abbott.

"Kazuhito! How are you?" she greeted him, hoping her smile wasn't too wide or toothy.
 

Chase smirked, as he finishes the story about his last race, "Yeah it was pretty hairy... but then again, when your living on the edge, it is the only way to go."

Chase noticed Bobcat, and nearly had a heart attack, he masked it with a sigh, and placed some woolongs down the waitresses shirt, "A little something for you, and a glass of water for myself, got a race in the morning don't want to over do it... you know."

Chase winked, "Maybe I will dedicate my victory to you baby..."
 

Hep-Cat Sushi Bar
Kamakura City


The monk in disguise turned around and the look on his face told Bobcat that he liked every inch and curve. In fact, spent a rather uncomfortable moment (for her) taking his time in observing each part of her that was to his liking. Finally raising his eyes to her face, a smile curved along those thin lips.

"Well, Miss Bobcat. You're a vision seldom seen in this city." He stretched out a hand to her, leading her over to a place very close to him. "And here you are, with me, beautiful and very lucky girl indeed."

The waitress on Chase giggled, jostling some of those woolongs a bit, but eyeing them rather greedily none-the-less. "Oh honey, you can dedicate me to anything you want. Let me get you that water and we can talk more about what else you want tonight." Returning his wink, she slipped off his lap and headed to the bar, making sure there was plenty of hip wiggling involved.

OOC: BOBCAT, CHASE
 

Chase smirks, and then turns his attention to Kazuhito watching his body movements and actions, and well doing a little bit of ogling of Bobcat, at least it helps to pass the time.

Chase nonchalantly glances around the room, taking in the scene, trying to memorize faces and people.
 

Hep-Cat Sushi Bar
Kamakura City


"Th-thank you," Bobcat stammered at the monk's compliment, and she took another step forward. This time she half-stumbled into Kazuhito, but was able to make it look like a warm embrace. "It's so good to see you," she told him, while simultaneously silently cursing her dratted pumps.

Damn these things, I should've gotten Thalessa to do this instead. This is just ridiculous and I can't believe people actually wear this stuff all the time! Give me sandals and a sun dress any day... what the? Is he copping a feel?

Pushing away from the man almost violently, Bobcat backed up a step and then tried to smile disarmingly. "So, shall we?" she says, trying to get the date back on track.
 

Chase visibly chuckles, and then motions to the waitress when she comes near, "I have a favor to ask, that woman over there," he gestures to Bobcat, "well I was wondering if you could honor a request, she is an old friend, and I was wondering if you could prepare a fine glass of Scotch, and then bring it to her, though not right away. Since she is an old friend, I would rather uhh make an entrance, make it something speacial."

Chase thought for a moment, I am going to have fun with this... course, can't have too much fun, but I will have fun nonetheless.

Chase continued after a slight pause, "Hmm, just have it ready, I am rather curious to see just what happens, from the look of her date, I may have to rescue her soon."
 

Shen kept his wits about him. As beautiful he found the Martian nights, these were times where the worst kind of people came out to play...and hunt. Wearing a trenchcaot meant two things to him, the stranger was either cold or had something big to hide.

Shen tried to pass by quickly, but stayed between Vincent and the stranger. He was wary of the stranger's movements but not ignorant of the fact the shadows could hide things and creatures more dangerous then the average street cat.

He thought to warn Vincent, but decided that the other was smart enough to be size up the situation by himself. Besides, conversation here would not be safe.
 

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