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Post by Ville Van Tassel on Jun 8, 2009 23:44:45 GMT -5
Ville enter to the bar at 12 o'clock, he was wearing black and his hair was all over his face cause of the rain.
He sat on the last table in the room , he start smocking and ask to the bartender for a vodka, while he was playing with the empty glass, someone sat next to him...
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Post by William Demonte on Jun 8, 2009 23:48:39 GMT -5
Needing to get out of his apartment, Mr. Demonte made his way to the bar for a drink. It was pouring rain and his umbrella wasn't much of a help. Stepping inside, he saw that there was one seat left open to a wild looking character. He nodded to him curtly then sat down. "I'll have a rum and coke." he ordered from the bartender.
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Post by Ville Van Tassel on Jun 8, 2009 23:54:54 GMT -5
"I'll have a rum and coke."
Ville turned around his head to the guy next to him, -he look bored and that suit doesnt help too much- ville thought.
A coke? what u went to a bar for a coke? haha it would be fun talk to him.
"Nice tie"
Ville said looking to the bartender and the coke.
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Post by William Demonte on Jun 9, 2009 0:00:06 GMT -5
Once he recieved his drink, he heard the man next to him say, "Nice tie." Mr. Demonte glanced over at him, annoyed. "Yeah thanks. Nice... tattoos," he answered him before taking a few long sips from his drink. He let out an aahhh as he set his drink back down.
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Post by Ville Van Tassel on Jun 9, 2009 0:05:34 GMT -5
"Yeah thanks. Nice... tattoos,"
Ville didnt expect that so he start laughing all loud, some people turn to see him with a creepy face, but he never care about other people's opinion, so whats was the problem.?
"Ur fast" -smiling with the cigarette in the mouth- "haha im Ville"-ville punch him a bit in the arm as a greeting.
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Post by William Demonte on Jun 9, 2009 0:18:15 GMT -5
Mr. Demonte raised an eyebrow at his laughing outburst, and became even more annoyed when he punched his arm.
"Haha, I'm Ville."
He looked at him disgusted for a moment before holding out his hand to him and shaking it. "William Demonte," he said plainly. He was wondering why he came to the bar in the first place...
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Post by Ville Van Tassel on Jun 9, 2009 0:27:00 GMT -5
The guy hold Villes hand to shake it.
"William Demonte"
Ville was totally out of his mind.
"Ooh so william, can i call you Will? ok then so tell me u want a cigarette? u know u look like a lawyer, and what are u doing here? u cant resolve a case dont u willy?"
Ville was so unworried about Demonte's appareance.
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Post by William Demonte on Jun 9, 2009 0:32:50 GMT -5
Mr. Demonte just looked at Ville as he rambled on, confused at to what his problem was. He really just wanted to be left alone. He took a few more gulps of his drink, finishing it. "I'm a teacher at the Parthenon. And you're annoying the crap out of me," he finally said.
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Post by Ville Van Tassel on Jun 9, 2009 0:39:39 GMT -5
"I'm a teacher at the Parthenon. And you're annoying the crap out of me,"
Ville looked at hm with a surprise face, then he openned his mouth and his cigaretter fall down to his black jeans.
Then he said:
"Youre in the parthenon?" HELL YEAH the easy work for me baby
"U might be interested in a business I have for you" -wicked smile-
"And by the way, i dont give a fuck for your crap"-smile and start another cigar-
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Post by William Demonte on Jun 9, 2009 11:21:20 GMT -5
"Youre in the parthenon?" You might be interested in a business I have for you"
"That's what I just said isn't it," he said letting out an annoyed sigh. "I like my job just fine, thank you very much."
"And by the way, i dont give a fuck for your crap"
"Then don't ask next time. Another rum and coke, make it strong." he said to the bartender.
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Post by Ville Van Tassel on Jun 10, 2009 14:30:26 GMT -5
"Hey" (Serious-Rude voice)-Ville took his arm and did him turn to-
"Dont talk too fast, cuz u maybe be interested" -raise eyebrow- "u can have what ever u want" (emphasizing) "Or anyone u want" (sparkly smile), "the only thing u have to do its... give me some information..."
"Take it like a spy's game!" - he start to laugh so noisy-
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Post by William Demonte on Jun 10, 2009 14:44:55 GMT -5
"What the hell?" Mr. Demonte said as he took his arm from Leon's grasp. "For your information, I can already get anyone I want. So I don't need your help with that." he said bitterly. "I'm not telling you anything. I don't even know you." Mr. Demonte turned away from him and continued drinking his rum and coke.
Another bar tender walked over to them, this time a female. She was extremely good looking, almost other worldly. Her eyes were a golden color and her skin was pale. "Can I get you anything else, fellas?" Mr. Demonte didn't answer her. He was too busy getting those strange feelings again. The type of angry feelings he got towards Alex. He tightened his grip on his glass and tried to ignore it. He never even met the girl before, and she was setting him off.
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Post by Ville Van Tassel on Jun 10, 2009 14:54:57 GMT -5
Ville saw Willy's Reactions to the girl so he act quickly
"Sure, u can get anybody?" Ville whisper in Demonte's ear.
"I can help u, im not a swindler not even a homeless, I own a company, just think about everything u could have just for The information I need."
Ville sat down in his chair again looking at Demontes expression waiting for an answer.
Him knew how to play with the emotions of others and he loved to use his power.
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Post by William Demonte on Jun 10, 2009 15:05:51 GMT -5
As soon as the bartender walked away Mr. Demonte leaned into Ville and whispered, "You have no fucking idea. I don't want to get in the womans pants, I want to fucking kill her for crying out loud. How is that for some information?" He looked up, making sure no one else was listening in to their conversation. "I feel like I even want to kill my own adopted daughter. Don't act like you know me, because I don't even fucking know myself anymore." He downed the rest of his drink, then slammed the glass on the bar.
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Post by Ville Van Tassel on Jun 10, 2009 15:16:43 GMT -5
"I feel like I even want to kill my own adopted daughter. Don't act like you know me, because I don't even fucking know myself anymore."
"Dude take it easy, u dont have to kill ur daughter poor girl, she doesnt have the guilt for your psico problems"
Ville took with this hands demonte's shoulders and get close to him. Suddenly his voice rushed.
"Have you seen paranormal things? things that should not happen, things u can feel but not explain? Im not talking shit, dude im serious your a fucking lawyer and im the fucking only person who can help u fucking soul from this fucking abnormalities"
Ville raise up and take a long breath, then he look with patience at Demonte's face.
"Got it dude? Im not insane and i dont think u are, at least not yet, im the only who can save u from them"
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