Jagada
23-06-2005, 01:02
"He better show up, and he better show up now," muttered James Hunt to his partner, Patrick Real. "You worry too much, he will show," stated Patrick. Despite how hard he attempted to look calm, Patrick was just as worried as James if their contact didn't show it could mean trouble; big trouble if the police found him. Three or four more minutes passed, the contact was already thrity minutes late and James was close to leaving, fearing the police may arrive at any minute. Patrick was also coming close to deciding to leave he could continue to hear James curse the contact. The reason both men were so worried was because the other people around the area has started to notice their impaitence, and Jame's nervious attitude wasn't helping either.
The two men stood on a normal street corner, though they were close to a bar, they and the contact was suppose to go in for a drink and there they would give him or her the information. Patrick's paitence was about to break when suddenly he noticed a man stummbling down the street. The man looked about in his fifties, and appeared very drunk, he could hardly stay on his feet. He bumped into a few people before he started to walk in the direction of Patrick. He was laughing somewhat and talking about something that involved his ex-wife, when suddenly he lost his balance and fell into Patrick. The other people looked at Patrick and the man he was now holding up. Patrick was speachless, with the mans head now lowered he spoke in a voice where only he and Patrick could here. "Follow my lead." Patrick heard that all too well, but was astonished by it nonetheless. Other people began to take more notice of the situation when the drunk spoke up, "Hey mister! Didn't anyone ever *hic* teach you to look out where *hic* your going!," shouted the drunk. Patrick didn't know what to say at first, but quickly found some words, "Jack, pathetic to see how far you've fallen," he stated. Patrick only guessed the name, it was generic and original, he wasn't sure if using it was a good idea but the deed was already nothing done. The drunk smiled slightly, "Fallen!? You would be in my shoes if your wife had left you and *hic* taken everything you own!" shouted the drunk. James looked stunned and was unsure of what was going on, though he kept quiet. "Yea, yea, its always the same story with you. Now come on before you bother anyone else," stated Patrick. At this point, very few people were even taking notice of the situtation, drunks were common in Jagada, espcially since the recent ban of alochol was lifted, seeing a drunk on the streets was nothing uncommon.
With that said Patrick gave a look to James, and the both of them and the drunk, whom Patrick has christened Jack, walked into the bar. Once inside, they made their way to a booth in the darkest corner they could find. Bars in Jagada were surprising quiet and not too many people came to them, they were seen a more 'fancy' places than simply a regular social place. A waitress walked over to them, "What will you gentlemen be having?" she asked. The drunk, Jack, quickly spoke up in a high pitched and loud voice, "I'll have the best you got!" Patrick looked at Jack, then back at the waitress. "Nothing else," he stated. She nodded and went to go get whatever the best in the house was.
Quickly the situation at the booth changed, Jack or the drunk has sobered up quickly. "Do you have the information I requested?" asked Jack. Patrick nodded, "Yes, its right here," he said. He slowly pulled out the manilla folder and presented it to Jack, who quickly grabbed it and flipped threw it. "Excellent, you've kept your end of the deal up, very good," stated Jack. "Glad to be of some help, you just keep up your end of the deal," said Patrick in a firm tone of voice. Jack smiled, "I assure you, thanks to the information you've given us, the 'Religious Commonwealth' will be changed to the 'Athiest Democracy' soon enough," stated Jack, "Just be sure you guys do as well say," stated Jack. Patrick smirked, "Of coarse, as per our agreement the Liberal Party will raid the House of People and Morality, while your people, SAG, attack Jagada's Keep," stated Patrick. Jack's eyes were huge, he couldn't believe Patrick had just blurted the plan out in the middle of a bar. "You fool," Jack whispered to Patrick, "You just ruined everything, what if police are watching us." Patrick chuckled, "No, no, the bar is very liberal friendly, we've used it in the past to keep in humble touch with your organization." Jack smirked, "I must say, thats very clever."
With that said, the three men got up. As they walked out Patrick gave an unusal wave to the bartender, and he gave the same unusal wave. As they walked out, the show continued with Patrick and 'Jack' getting into an argument and Jack getting sent to the ground. With Jack lying seemingly knocked out, and Patrick and James walking away...the arrangement had gone just as intended.
The two men stood on a normal street corner, though they were close to a bar, they and the contact was suppose to go in for a drink and there they would give him or her the information. Patrick's paitence was about to break when suddenly he noticed a man stummbling down the street. The man looked about in his fifties, and appeared very drunk, he could hardly stay on his feet. He bumped into a few people before he started to walk in the direction of Patrick. He was laughing somewhat and talking about something that involved his ex-wife, when suddenly he lost his balance and fell into Patrick. The other people looked at Patrick and the man he was now holding up. Patrick was speachless, with the mans head now lowered he spoke in a voice where only he and Patrick could here. "Follow my lead." Patrick heard that all too well, but was astonished by it nonetheless. Other people began to take more notice of the situation when the drunk spoke up, "Hey mister! Didn't anyone ever *hic* teach you to look out where *hic* your going!," shouted the drunk. Patrick didn't know what to say at first, but quickly found some words, "Jack, pathetic to see how far you've fallen," he stated. Patrick only guessed the name, it was generic and original, he wasn't sure if using it was a good idea but the deed was already nothing done. The drunk smiled slightly, "Fallen!? You would be in my shoes if your wife had left you and *hic* taken everything you own!" shouted the drunk. James looked stunned and was unsure of what was going on, though he kept quiet. "Yea, yea, its always the same story with you. Now come on before you bother anyone else," stated Patrick. At this point, very few people were even taking notice of the situtation, drunks were common in Jagada, espcially since the recent ban of alochol was lifted, seeing a drunk on the streets was nothing uncommon.
With that said Patrick gave a look to James, and the both of them and the drunk, whom Patrick has christened Jack, walked into the bar. Once inside, they made their way to a booth in the darkest corner they could find. Bars in Jagada were surprising quiet and not too many people came to them, they were seen a more 'fancy' places than simply a regular social place. A waitress walked over to them, "What will you gentlemen be having?" she asked. The drunk, Jack, quickly spoke up in a high pitched and loud voice, "I'll have the best you got!" Patrick looked at Jack, then back at the waitress. "Nothing else," he stated. She nodded and went to go get whatever the best in the house was.
Quickly the situation at the booth changed, Jack or the drunk has sobered up quickly. "Do you have the information I requested?" asked Jack. Patrick nodded, "Yes, its right here," he said. He slowly pulled out the manilla folder and presented it to Jack, who quickly grabbed it and flipped threw it. "Excellent, you've kept your end of the deal up, very good," stated Jack. "Glad to be of some help, you just keep up your end of the deal," said Patrick in a firm tone of voice. Jack smiled, "I assure you, thanks to the information you've given us, the 'Religious Commonwealth' will be changed to the 'Athiest Democracy' soon enough," stated Jack, "Just be sure you guys do as well say," stated Jack. Patrick smirked, "Of coarse, as per our agreement the Liberal Party will raid the House of People and Morality, while your people, SAG, attack Jagada's Keep," stated Patrick. Jack's eyes were huge, he couldn't believe Patrick had just blurted the plan out in the middle of a bar. "You fool," Jack whispered to Patrick, "You just ruined everything, what if police are watching us." Patrick chuckled, "No, no, the bar is very liberal friendly, we've used it in the past to keep in humble touch with your organization." Jack smirked, "I must say, thats very clever."
With that said, the three men got up. As they walked out Patrick gave an unusal wave to the bartender, and he gave the same unusal wave. As they walked out, the show continued with Patrick and 'Jack' getting into an argument and Jack getting sent to the ground. With Jack lying seemingly knocked out, and Patrick and James walking away...the arrangement had gone just as intended.