Brownsville Station, Asim/Tlaiowaha/Trojan Reach


Braxton's Beerhaul, 023.1112

Shadows never seemed to change on Asim--brown was always brown. Even the sun seemed brown through the more-gray-than-blue sky.

Now, as that ochre sun slowly settled over the western horizon, workers from the brown fields slowly filtered into Braxton's for refreshment and to drown their sorrows.

A few were there by invitation, of sorts. A request, maybe?

Braxton's. Dusk. Opportunity. Pays well.
                                -C.

That was all the note, whether physical or electronic, had said.

If you responded to it, you saw several people in Braxton's drinking alone. But only one of them seemed to be the likely sender. Perhaps a woman, sitting at one of the back tables in deeper shadow than just the bar.

She waited patiently for anyone daring enough to show up.
This message was last edited by the GM at 18:26, Wed 01 May 2019.

Teddy walked into Braxton's at the time appointed and looked around. He looked from face to face of each customer, sizing them up for 'opportunity'. He didn't let out the bartender either, he gauged everyone. At last he settled on the person sitting at the back in the shadows, whether it was a man or woman he wasn't sure, it looked like a woman.

He walked over at a normal pace to the bar and ordered a beer, after it was served he walked over into the shadows and stood before the woman, "Are you the opportunity that pays well?" he asks in a conversational tone. "I'm Theodore McFarlane." He then takes a swallow of beer and sits down if given any confirmation.
This message was last edited by the player at 19:44, Thu 02 May 2019.

As he entered the establishment, the small man checks his computer again and shakes his head. Unsure, he stands near the door opening and gazes bout the room. He makes way for a leaving patron and then continues towards to the bar. There the man combs through his ruffled hair with his hand seemingly still weighing his options.

Finally he walks to the side of the bar closest to the back tables. "One tea please.", he whispers as he leans against the bar, keeping an eye on both the woman sitting and the man joining her, without trying to stare.

"Yes, Mr. McFarlane, I am, indeed, an opportunity that can pay well," the woman replies. "I am Cheshire."

"I have invited several people that I think might be interested in this opportunity, so I'd prefer to wait till they are all here before I go into any detail."

"Very well." Teddy nods to Cheshire and sits back in his seat and nurses his beer. He looks around the room again to survey the crowd and notices Aaron at the bar and signals him to join them at the table. "This is Aaron Lancaster, an associate of mine that I invited in because you said others would be needed. I trust him with my life. May he join us now?"
This message was last edited by the player at 19:49, Fri 03 May 2019.

Noticing that Theodore signal him, he stands and starts walking over. "Hey there Teddy, long time no see", he greets with a large smile on his face. Coming closer he spreads his arms wide in a jovial greeting, almost spilling half the tea in the cup. "Whoops", he utters glancing at the floor before returning his gaze back to the retired naval officer.

He gives a Theodore a good look-over before turning towards the sitting woman. After shifting the half-empty cup into his left hand, he reaches out towards her with his right hand and states with a curt nod, "Aaron is the name, how are you?"

The message had been strange, to say the least... not so much in the nature of it but that it had been sent to him. He wasn't sure what that meant. Did it mean it was from someone he knew? Or was it just someone that knew him... by reputation? He didn't really think he had one of those. yet.

So he arrived at the bar a few hours early and did a recon of the place. He wanted to know all the ways in and all the ways out. The former because it could be a trap, the latter because it could be a trap. Security doors and windows were often reinforced, but the walls were just as often overlooked. He'd spent the first drink watching the people. He'd spent the next hour nibbling at his food while he evaluated the structure. He'd spent the next hour nursing a second drink while he tapped at his computer.

He was tucked in the opposite back corner and, somehow, he'd managed to miss the woman entering. She was just suddenly... there.

At the appointed time, others started showing up to meet with her. He wasn't surprised at that. The note may not have said anything to that affect, but it had certainly hinted at it.

He couldn't be sure how many were expected, of course, but the current two seemed safe enough, so he put away his computer, stood up, picked up his drink and headed over to the other table.

"Viridian," he said as he grabbed a nearby chair and swung over to the table and sat in it backwards.

Teddy nodded to the newcomer as he sat, knowing him from way back. "Theodore McFarlane. Since I know you, you may call me Teddy, Viridian."
This message was last edited by the player at 17:40, Sat 04 May 2019.

Aarlon turned around to face the newcomer as he sat down, "Oh, hey there", he said surprised. The small man reached for a and chair and began to sit down, he continued, "You are also here for ...", he started to ask but cut himself sort. After a short pause, the medic answered his own question with a mutter, "'course you are", nodding to himself.

He looked at Viridian for a moment but averted his gaze just before it became a stare and switched to the woman for a brief moment. Seemingly wanting to ask some questions, but they never came, instead he focussed his attention on his cup of tea, swirling the hot liquid around between the occasional sip.
This message was last edited by the player at 17:11, Sat 04 May 2019.

"Aaron, this is Viridian, I've known him about 10 years, we go back a ways, but not to the New Horizon days like us." Teddy smiles.