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JUST LIKE I DID WITH ADDICTION I'M 'BOUT TO KICK IT
What Did You Expect // Customer, Open
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[center][fancypost=background-color:; border:0; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height:110%]Oh gee, a customer. It's been a bit since he's seen his last client, but perhaps this'll be the time where he could show himself to be of some kind of use instead of being dead weight, he guessed. Hearing Faust's call, he approached quickly and tentatively, practically forcing himself to not smile. The reason was simply because he wanted to try to look professional while doing this, just as he's always practiced. He didn't always bring his briefcase along with him (or maybe he should, since he was a part of the drug division) but he supposed he was lucky that he was lugging the thing around.
"Ah... I-I may be able to help you with wh-what you're looking for." The coydog spoke up as he got within hearing distance, his tail wagging slowly behind him as his pale blue gaze focused upon the alabaster creature before him. Ah, no... His stutter was going to bite him in the ass when he got down to business. His stutter was unprofessional... Kuso. Clearing his throat, Ryūsaki placed down his briefcase. "I charge $150 for three pounds. One pound costs $50." And now he guessed he'd have to wait to see whether or not Faust would accept his offers.
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When the coydog approached, he couldn't help but grin with amusement. This guy did not look like dealer, not the slightest. And the stutter? Yeah, that was new to Faust. "You really a dealer, man?" The wildcat asked humorously with his pale pink eyes fixed on the canine, "it's kinda hard to believe but show me the goods, I guess." It seemed like the drug game was expanding but anyway, he had to check if the stuff this guy was trying to sell was drywall. Faust came to the conclusion that the stutter could symbolize this guy trying to gyp him."50 per pound?" He remarked, surprised but pleased at the cheap price. Man, that was a fucking steal. He used to buy a gram of that shit for around the same price, it boggled his fucking mind. Maybe the other hemisphere's coke was better or purer, who knows. However, Faust made sure to not get his hopes too high as the guy could be selling him drywall. "I'll take it if the goods are up to standard, just lemme have a look at it first," the liger then added, eagerly scooching over.
JUST LIKE I DID WITH ADDICTION I'M 'BOUT TO KICK IT
[align=left]GENERAL:
▪ Faust | 'Diligence' | ♂
▪ Was a Winzor-Forrester
▪ Biromantic | Bisexual
▪ 19 Moons | Birthday; Jun 14th 2015RELATIONSHIPS:
▪ Single | No Crush | No "Maybe" Crushes
▪ ½ of Nothing, Nope
▪ Sylmae Winzor x Wolfsbane Forrester | Gen 2(?)IMPORTANT FACTS:
▪ He is disgustingly positive
▪ Renounced his last names
▪ Warms up to people easily
▪ Abuses drugs but hides it, ironic lolPHYSICAL:
▪ Liger [birth/main]
— Albino, white fur with pink eyesPERSONALITY:
— Stubborn, Diligent, Optimistic, Forgiving, Accepting, GregariousINTERACTION:
▪ Attack in bold #bea1d6
▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions -
[center]「 everything was so sweet, until you tried to kill me 」
[center]Cool, a customer. Twilight padded over and stood beside Ryu, looking at the other with slightly narrowed eyes. Just coke? Huh, okay, seemed fair enough. Might as well stick around and see how this sale would turn out...and make sure the dude didn't get nasty with her friend.
[center]main character / "speech" / opinions are strictly ic
GENERAL INFO / THREAD HUB
Twilightzone Resurgam-Stormus-Acerius-Break-Harbringer-Cipher / Twilight, Twil / Underboss Break / Cartel Underboss / Female
DOB: April 30th / Eighteen months old
Demisexual Polyromantic / No crush / Ex-girlfriend of Suga Arcanium / Single
Bubonicplague x Lirim / Many half siblings / No apprentice
½ Twikle [platonic ship] / Ex-½ of Sugarzone
PHYSICALITY / REFERENCE / STATUS: HEALTHY [99%]
Twilight is a very dark grey feline with short fur. Her right eye is a light pink, but her left is a red and black ghoul eye. She has a pair of pink horns that curl around her ears. She also has a very large and fluffy tail. Dark purple shadows cling to Twilight's frame. She has an upside-down heart on her chest, a brand given to her by Luca. Since Twi is a vampire, she has a pair of white fangs. They typically can be seen with blood on them, and they are always poking out if her mouth. She wears a pink collar, given to her by Suga.
COMBAT & INTERACTION / AGRESSIVE
Overall extremely difficult / Trained and very skilled
Will instigate fights, will hit first if provoked / Uses an elemental axe for combat
Attack in bold white / PM for capture
Dark magic, telekinesis, telepathy, fire & earth elementals, shapeshifting, conjuration
Friendly actions may be powerplayed -
/on mobile!
Ryūsaki furrowed his brows at the question the Liger had offered him, his blue gaze blinking twice before he frowned briefly before offering an slight smile in Faust's direction. "That's what a lot o-of them say..." Whether it be due to his stutter, the sweater he wore, or just how he looked, it didn't matter. Sensing someone else arrive beside him, that someone being Twilightzone, he seemed to loosen up a bit. He was a tad bit tense (when was he never?) and he was relieved that someone else was here to spectate. Towards the other's remark he nodded his head slightly. "Yep, 50 per pound." He barked. He was trying to make the deal sell by making it as appetizing as possible for the client. He guessed Faust must had expected it to be in the $200 range or more.
When Faust asked if he could see the merchandise he looked up at him carefully as he scooted closer, looking eager. His ear twitched and he gave a hum. "F-Fine... here you are." Opening up his briefcase, he'd remove a pound of the stuff from it before settling it on the top of the briefcase when he closed it again. "Does this satisfy y-you? Would you perhaps even w-want a sample before buying?" Ryū seemed to understand that Faust was a bit suspicious of him. He didn't look like a drug dealer and he certainly didn't act like one, but at least he was being professional, yeah?
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Samples? That was new. But that was actually a good idea, if he thought about it. Bill said nothing as he teleported over, watching.
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The other two felines who appeared bothered him, mostly because he was outnumbered and the fact that they didn't look too friendly. But what did he expect from a drug/prostitution/assassination enterprise? Exactly that. They had to have some kind of scary demeanor to scare off schmucks and kids who paid with credit. Luckily for Faust, he had a few tricks up his sleeve as well, if they did decide to just haul him in and jack his money.A lot of them say that? He wasn't surprised. The coydog seemed a little green behind the ears in this whole deal. But whatevs, as long as the product was good, he'll pay for it. So when the canine revealed the beautiful package of snow to him, the liger immediately aimed to break the plastic packaging a bit on the side. "Yeah, I'll need a sample. Soz, getting ahead of myself, haha," he laughed slightly when removing his claw from the package and inspected it, "I'm gonna have to make three more cuts in it, if you don't mind. Have to make sure none of it is dry wall. And soz about my suspicious ass but you know man, this is the life we lead." The powder he got from the first corner was fine, good enough quality for his needs.
Three more cuts in the other unmarked corners of the package, that should be fine right? If he wasn't being cheated for less product, he was definitely going to buy. "And don't worry, I got the money," he assured, though he did not show it yet. It was too risky with the other two felines around.
JUST LIKE I DID WITH ADDICTION I'M 'BOUT TO KICK IT
[align=left]GENERAL:
▪ Faust | 'Diligence' | ♂
▪ Was a Winzor-Forrester
▪ Biromantic | Bisexual
▪ 19 Moons | Birthday; Jun 14th 2015RELATIONSHIPS:
▪ Single | No Crush | No "Maybe" Crushes
▪ ½ of Nothing, Nope
▪ Sylmae Winzor x Wolfsbane Forrester | Gen 2(?)IMPORTANT FACTS:
▪ He is disgustingly positive
▪ Renounced his last names
▪ Warms up to people easily
▪ Abuses drugs but hides it, ironic lolPHYSICAL:
▪ Liger [birth/main]
— Albino, white fur with pink eyesPERSONALITY:
— Stubborn, Diligent, Optimistic, Forgiving, Accepting, GregariousINTERACTION:
▪ Attack in bold #bea1d6
▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions -
[center][fancypost=background-color:; border:0; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 110%]Hm. And now it seemed Bill was here to spectate too. Yes, of course this was the first thing that the coydog noticed. He couldn't say it made him feel any more at ease with his boss's presence, though.
Ryūsaki's ears flickered forth upon his head while Faust had broken a small portion of the package on its side. He flicked his gaze to the Godfather but it was only momentary - anyone could've missed it. Ah... being apprehensive would do him no good. "It's, ah... f-fine." He would say, "I understand." He truly did. They were shady, they had a bad connotation, people hated them - yeah, it was okay to be suspicious of them. But they were making a somewhat 'honest' living. What they did, they stuck to. They were at least honorable in their deals. Ryūsaki blinked his blue eyes as Faust assured him about the money. He still kept what he had relatively close to him just in case he needed to slam the briefcase shut for whatever reason. But, hey, they were calm and relaxed (at least Ryū thought he was) so he was rather certain none of that would be necessary. He simply hummed in response to Faust.
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After checking the four sides, the liger sharply inhaled some of the powder on his paw. Involuntarily jerking his head slightly backwards, Faust would soon after relax his momentarily tense muscles, content with the moment of bliss. "It's good enough," the large feline grinned rather amiably now before pulling a Ulysses decorated bill out of seemingly nowhere and handed it to Ryu, "I'll just take this one. Can't trust myself with anymore, you feel me?" He would laugh slightly, after imagining what would happen to him if he did buy all three pounds. He would probably be dead in a pile of white within hours. He never had good self control anyway. Buying a whole pound was pushing it already but it was safer, definitely.With the fifty handed over, the pink eyed wildcat would attempt to grab the small white package, "if I'm not dead, expect to see me here very soon." [center]JUST LIKE I DID WITH ADDICTION I'M 'BOUT TO KICK IT
[align=left]GENERAL:
▪ Faust | 'Diligence' | ♂
▪ Was a Winzor-Forrester
▪ Biromantic | Bisexual
▪ 19 Moons | Birthday; Jun 14th 2015RELATIONSHIPS:
▪ Single | No Crush | No "Maybe" Crushes
▪ ½ of Nothing, Nope
▪ Sylmae Winzor x Wolfsbane Forrester | Gen 2(?)IMPORTANT FACTS:
▪ He is disgustingly positive
▪ Renounced his last names
▪ Warms up to people easily
▪ Abuses drugs but hides it, ironic lolPHYSICAL:
▪ Liger [birth/main]
— Albino, white fur with pink eyesPERSONALITY:
— Stubborn, Diligent, Optimistic, Forgiving, Accepting, GregariousINTERACTION:
▪ Attack in bold #A1A3D6
▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions -
[center][fancypost=background-color:; border:0; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 110%]He actually managed to sell, which was a great feat within its own. He had managed to sell in DarkClan because of their current problem with the lack of able medics but anything outside of drugs that'd help people he was hesitant in selling. Nevertheless, he supposed he should be glad. He got fifty dollars out of this deal, and the client was likely to return. Ryu flashed a smile and he took the fifty dollar bill from Faust. "Nice doing business w-with you then..." He hummed, nodding his head. "Jaa ne."
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Successfully snagging the package, the pale liger would then conjure up a satchel to toss it into. Done and done with no bumps and scrapes. lucky him. "Hmmhmm. Likewise, friendo," the Boneclanner would grin at the coydog while slinging the bag onto his body, "I'mma be your number one customer." He would then finally begin to set off towards his home with a spring in his step. It was going to be a good night, "see ya!"[center]JUST LIKE I DID WITH ADDICTION I'M 'BOUT TO KICK IT
[align=left]GENERAL:
▪ Faust | 'Diligence' | ♂
▪ Was a Winzor-Forrester
▪ Biromantic | Bisexual
▪ 19 Moons | Birthday; Jun 14th 2015RELATIONSHIPS:
▪ Single | No Crush | No "Maybe" Crushes
▪ ½ of Nothing, Nope
▪ Sylmae Winzor x Wolfsbane Forrester | Gen 2(?)IMPORTANT FACTS:
▪ He is disgustingly positive
▪ Renounced his last names
▪ Warms up to people easily
▪ Abuses drugs but hides it, ironic lolPHYSICAL:
▪ Liger [birth/main]
— Albino, white fur with pink eyesPERSONALITY:
— Stubborn, Diligent, Optimistic, Forgiving, Accepting, GregariousINTERACTION:
▪ Attack in bold #A1A3D6
▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions