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

[Krizzel]

Horin-ji Temple
New Kamakura City on Mars

Pale aqua eyes glared at the monk, and then at Vincent, before Thalessa grunted and turned around. Returning to her spot, she sat down with a thump and a loud sigh, crossed her legs and stared blankly at the altar.

Thirteen million...thirteen million... Uhh! What a bunch of frelling snobby monks!

 

[KitanaVorr]

Market Street
New Kamakura City on Mars

Chase could see Gil running at top speed about five blocks down and a whole lot of mess in between. Though he ran as fast as he could apologizing along the way, he couldn't catch up to them and they disappeared behind a corner. By the time he reached there, he realized that they had entered an alleyway which was strangely silent.

Fire-escapes lined the brick walls...the space so narrow between them it could barely fit three people standing abreast but somehow managed to be filled with laundry and garbage cans.

OOC: CHASE

 

[KitanaVorr]

Horin-ji Temple
New Kamakura City on Mars

After the prostrations, everyone settled back for the beginning of the zazen, the sitting meditation that was the hallmark of Zen Buddhism. After about ten minutes, the abbot began to walk around the people meditating with his nice four-foot long paddle.

"Concentrate!" the abbot called out as he passed by a few. "Sit straight!" he reprimanded Vincent.

"Erase all thoughts from your mind!" he shouted at an older woman in her seventies who cowed so deeply her nose touched the floor.

Then his stick began to slap against some worshippers backs while he rattled off more orders while the sounds of the gong echoed over the room.

A warning tap touched Thalessa on the shoulder which instinctively made her pull it up and then the paddle came smacking down on her back, smarting fiercely. The tap was obviously intended to put her on her guard so that her shoulder blade would not be shattered, the humanity in the formalized violence of thousands of year religion.

OOC: THAL, VIN, BOB

 

[Tokiwong]

Chase scowled slightly, "This seems like a lovely place," he stepped lightly, looking around, "Uhh hello?" his eyes darted back and forth, "Anyone here, he he, just your friendly neighborhood bounty hunter..."

 

[loxmyth]

Horin-ji Temple
New Kamakura City on Mars

A bit disappointed that the altar wasn't some kind of illusion or cheap replica, Bobcat makes her way back to sit with her companions. She eyes the paddle-wielding monk in askance. "Y'Know, I'm starting to remember why I only dabbled with the whole zen buddhism thing."

She throws a sympathetic look in Thalessa's direction, but whether it's for her captain or if it's for the monk who just hit her, even Bobcat isn't entirely sure.

 

[Byrons_Ghost]

Well, thinks Vincent, so much for the doctrine of nonviolence...

Once he's certain that the monk is on the other side of the room, he mutters to the others, "I guess we have to convince his holiness that we're good little kids before we get any info. Let's just sit tight."

 

[KitanaVorr]

Market Street -- Alleyway
New Kamakura City on Mars

It seemed quiet, as quiet as it could get an alley off the main market street. As Chase began to make his way down the corridor, he could smell something alright...something oily and greasy and reminded him of his days on the racing circuit. A few steps closer and a big beefy hand yanked him behind a trash bin.

"Shush," the familiar voice of Gil's whispered into his ear. "The guy is right over there." Her jerked his thumb into a building where a door was open and a skinny nervous looking guy was breathing hard and glancing around him. At the door a shawdowy form stood where neither Gil nor Chase could see, apparently waiting for the nervous man to speak.

OOC: CHASE

 

[Tokiwong]

Chase nods, and listens, and whispers, "So uhh, why did you chase this guy again, just wondering, is this the bounty?"

Chase tries to look around, while still staying hidden.

 

[KitanaVorr]

Market Street -- Alleyway
New Kamakura City on Mars

Chase sat there with Gil, listening to the nervous man begin to talk, sputter actually. In fact, Chase was pretty sure the man would start peeing in his pants any second with the way he was looking all around as if he was being hunted, which of course he was.

"I--I--I saw him," he was speaking into the shadow. "He was there talking to the bar girl...."

The shadow made a noise of contempt which sounded familiar to Chase but did not say anything.

"He might--might know...and then what will we do? We've got to make the delivery--we don't have time--what are we going to do? I--"

"Fool, you probably brought them back with you," the voice spoke, definitely femine and definitely familiar. "Don't worry about anything. No one is going to find out."

In that moment, the light flittered in the doorway and Chase caught sight a face he hadn't seen in years. A face that didn't look like time had even touched it, bringing back the memories with a swiftness that surprised him.

OOC: CHASE

 

[Tokiwong]

Chase sputters for a second, "Selena..." he whispers, before catching himself and watching the scene, more intently now, "this is pretty heavy, pretty heavy indeed, looks like we are on the right track... I hope."

Chase thought, What in the hell is she doing here, and why is she involved in this, or whatever it is, this is going to make things complicated. I hate complications... just too damn complicated...