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

Bobcat followed the throng into the gathering and finding a spot large enough to seat the three of them and plunks herself down. She's easily contorts her body into the lotus position.

"Hey, I remember this stuff," she says in a hushed tone to her companions. "Moon-Unit and Huggybear loved all this mysticism jazz. The yoga part was fun at least, you can freak out all sorts of people when you can bend your legs over your shoulder!" She cranes her head to one side, bi-coloured eyes misty with nostalgia.
 

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KitanaVorr said:
"Well there's always interesting people plassing through here," the girl responds, leaning forward and trying to catch more of Chase's attention. "I just had a really striking woman the other day. Beautiful but scary, you know? She was asking a few questions about the temple too. Seems like its on alot of people's mind."

Chase smirks, Seems like she might want more then just pleasant conversation, stay focused, Chase, the mission comes first... "Well that does seem strange, I guess nws like that would bring the Bounty Hunters a running, course that means the Bounty must be pretty high, or something. But I don't know, just looking for interesting company, and laying low, though I am surprised I even got recognized."

Chase smiles, "What is your name?"
 

Gil sees the young man leave. Standing up he nudges Chase and whispers."Dig me, I got a nibble. I'm going you coming?"

Without awaiting a reply, Gil heads for the door to reaquire his target and shadow him.
 

Horuka’s Neighborhood Bar
New Kamakura City on Mars


"Anna," the girl spoke, brushing down her hair with one hand. "I recognized you cuz my ex-boyfriend...and he's way ex, let me tell you, was big into the racing...in fact, racing is big around here."

She glanced slightly as Gil got up and headed out the door, but shrugged it off, completely intent on Chase. "How come you don't race anymore?"

OOC: CHASE
 

Vincent shrugs, then sits down on a mat. His posture isn't nearly good as Bobcat's. He looks up at Thal and gestures to a nearby mat. Then he says in a low voice, "So I know the kid has done this before, how about you?"
 


KitanaVorr said:

"Anna," the girl spoke, brushing down her hair with one hand. "I recognized you cuz my ex-boyfriend...and he's way ex, let me tell you, was big into the racing...in fact, racing is big around here."

She glanced slightly as Gil got up and headed out the door, but shrugged it off, completely intent on Chase. "How come you don't race anymore?"

OOC: CHASE

Chase smiled, somewhat taken aback by the wuestion, "Just taking a sabbatical, you know a little break, too much of anything can be bad..." he pauses, "Anna, I can't say that I don't miss racing, I do, but for now, I guess I need sometime to recharge I suppose."

Damn it, Gil, can't even let a man, get some lovin... oh yeah the mission... he thinks, "Tell yah what, Anna, I would love to continue this conversation, but my buddy with all his tact just stepped out, how about I swing back here when you get off, and we can get to know each other," he smirks.

Chase stands and leaves a healthy tip, "Thanks for the chat, Anna," he walks to the door, and then pauses glancing over his shoulder, "what time do you get off again?"
 

KitanaVorr said:
Outside Horuka’s Neighborhood Bar
New Kamakura City on Mars


Gil stepped outside into a street full of people heading out for their afternoon shopping. Somehow the guy had gotten nearly to the corner of the street and was just turning it. If he hurried, he could probably catch up...it looked the guy was in a BIG hurry alright...as if his ass was on fire itself.

OOC: GIL

"Damn" Gil grunts. Pushing himself forward, the young man sprints down the street toward the corner. Not sure if Chase is behind him, Gil at least took comfort from the feel of the Berretta in the holster against his left ribcage.

'Ok, cat, look before you leap baby. Stop at the corner and scope around before you turn it-remember Olivera Street on TJ, your head hurt for a week' Gil chides himself as he runs.
 

Horin-ji Temple
New Kamakura City on Mars


Before Thalessa could answer, the abbot hit the silvery-sounding bell, its echo reverbating through the temple and enforcing a sudden silence. The first line of the religious sutra boomed into being from the monks, added by the worshipers and shaking the old building with its sound. The sutra was written in Pali, an ancient blend of Sanskrit and Japanese. The speed of the chant increased or decreased in fervor depending on which priest hit a gong.

Despite the daylight outside, the room remained cool and dark, perfect for the meditation and prayer with only the gilded altar surrounded by candlelight. Bobcat had no problems, but after half an hour of prayers, Thalessa and Vincent felt as if their legs had been screwed into place and their butt growing numb.

Finally prayers quited down and the participants began to head toward the altar, prostrating themselves with reverence before settling down back in their places for what appeared to be a meditation.

The monk who had been helpful earlier, motioned for the strangers, tourists who knew nothing of Zen to follow the lead of the others.

OOC: THAL, VIN, BOBCAT
 

Market Street
New Kamakura City on Mars


What the guy was up to, Gil had no idea, but he was a spry sucker...moving those long scrawny legs. So far he didn't seem to have seen Gil right behind him, hustling down the street as fast as those spindling legs could take him. They made it another block before the man glanced behind him, probably from the commotion Gil was making trying to keep up with him...and then those eyes grew wide and he really started running.

His hands pushed stuff onto the floor, knocking over a basket in Gil's way.

The guy is 40 feet in front of Gil and running at full speed though when he stopped to throw the baskets in the Gil's way that does slow the guy down and now he's 30 feet in front of Gil. The street they're on happens to be in a market area and there are people all over the place which keep both of them from really running too fast. Cars on the street. Chairs from cafes, boxes full of food and wares line the way.


OOC: GIL
 
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