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Post by Setzer Gabbiani on Apr 7, 2009 3:20:21 GMT -5
<firstsilentGOD> Now Setzer made his rounds around the worlds; mostly at this point with the base of three reasons in mind. The first was that he didn't want his location to be pinned to any particular place. The second being he was constantly looking for word about Dilan. The third.. it was easier to conceal what he did and didn't have outside of the reach of normal space and time when he was in motion. One good thing about all of his conversations with Axel.. they had prepared him somewhat for the ideas of what kind of individuals might try to take his more obvious leverage. Yay, for having control over an ability that could compress and nullify both within a small area: even if it was a gamble trying to stabilize it like that. That was after all part of what he was and what he did. Of course, a little outside help, never hurt anyone.. Hades, owed him a debt anyway. Borrowing Chronos' head every once in a while might have been gruesome, but the added help of father Time himself was especially and a literal Godsend. Spending a little extra time betting on the Tournament fights after? That was just plain extra credit. And that's where he was, up along the railing with Mog flitting and hopping beside him as he cheered on his current and again favorite; Cloud. " Two more rounds Spike! Just Two! " He laughed a bit, and brushed his hair back. It'd gotten long again, like days passed before he had settled in Twilight Town. Those days were gone again, the moment he'd heard the description of a man that all too closely fit his Dilan.
<Moth-Orchid> Luxord took a hard drag on the ciggarette in his hand. He hadn't wanted to come here, too much risk of Hades recognizing Demyx, though at the moment there was little risk of that. However, this was were the damn stalker had been sighted, so casing the Games made sense. He could only hope the chaos cuased by the Heartless was reason enough for the old alias of Chistopher "Dodger" Collins, would end up so far from home. It had been fairly easy to set up the usual scam, he was good at "guessing" the odds and it hadn't taken much to bring in the punters. Now he just had to wait for Setzer to find him. If he was in the area he always did without fail. No matter what scam Dodger had been running, the casino dealer, street magician, bookie, Setzer had always ended up in front of him with that cocky grin and buccaneer attitude.
<firstsilentGOD> Set was more than enjoying himself at the moment; his bet was winning. Not that he expected much else. He'd mentioned to the kid a few weeks ago that Sephiroth had been seen in the Underdrome, and that had been plenty to get the ringer.. well, in the ring. Without the key kid in the loop, Cloud was cleaning house, so far. It was a good thing he'd started at the lower rungs though. He seemed a bit out of practice. The pilot was laughing as he moved to collect his winnings for the first bracket: and it was doing so that he caught sight of the familiar face. There was a brief pang of paranoid suspicion, but it neither made it to his smiling face nor stayed very long given the surroundings. He made his way to Dodger as he pulled the strings of his munny pouch shut. " I would say I were surprised to see you here.. but.. " a soft, charming as always chuckle, and his ruddy eyes shifted out over the betting crowd of all sorts; from human to demons, to nymphs and all sort of others. The crowd was very diverse. In doing so though, he caught a distinct look from teh blond that was very stern, and very concentrated. Somehow he had a feeling someone had said something to him, who actually knew more than the BlackJack's captain. " ..well, the munny flows here. I haven't seen you, in a good long while. " As a result, his unchanged smiling expression took a few seconds longer to catch back on Dodger's face. " Should I ask where you've been, that I haven't seen you about on my travels? " It was a casual question, and could easily be dismissed ..but it was still something he was earnestly curious about.
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Post by Setzer Gabbiani on Apr 7, 2009 3:57:26 GMT -5
<Moth-Orchid> "Trying to," he grumbled his eyes still intent on the match. It was part of the act and Setzer knew it. Look like the only inept bookie and they flocked to you. Setzer wouldn't fall for it, or maybe he'd sacrifice a token sum as a sort invitation to play the game. "The blond boy your's?" he asked in an accusing tone for teh benifit of bystanders "You always did have to ruin me."
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Post by Setzer Gabbiani on Apr 7, 2009 3:57:55 GMT -5
<firstsilentGOD> " No nono.. " Setzer played it off smiling still, a little smirk to his expression. " Just betting on an aquaintance. Actually, the boy may be likely to try and take my head off, given what he's looking for doesn't seem to be here any longer. Or at least not for the--"
Speaking of, Cloud came out of the crowd shoving one of Setzer's shoulders, making him stumble back by a few steps. " He's not here, Setzer. " Ground out from between his teeth, the blue eyed young man looked beyond irate. " He hasn't been here in days. "
" Days? Really? How inept of me.. whole days, you say.. and it's been? A week, more since I gave you that information? " The blond made a face as those words and what he was saying sunk in, his angered expression turning briefly on Dodger before it went back to Setzer. " If he's not here within the week I'm going home. I don't trust you quite as much after what happened there the last two times I followed one of your leads. " Made Setzer pull in a breath and shake his head before the boy pushed his way back through the crowd. " Tempermental much, to call mine anyway, that one. " The same, he was still a ringer; if an easily manipulated one. All one had to do was mention the one winged angel and they had his full and undivided attention...
<Moth-Orchid> Dodger wrinkled his nose as Setzer lit up, (the persona of Dodger disliked them and considered them pretentious). "And how many dime a dozen heros can last five seconds in the ring with one wing?" he shot back. He stared intently at the arena as the next fight began druming his fingers on his bicep. "Travelling much?" he gave Setzer a Look. "You don't end up broke and desperate at Olympus by playing hopscotch old boy." He turned back to the fight and after a moment added. "Were you thinking of distracting me?"
<firstsilentGOD> A darker chuckle bubbled up, and he glanced back to Dodger again " Heroes? " He shook his head " Who's talking just about that horridly narrow typicality. I was talking about sword swingers in particular. These games, aren't just limited to the type that swing keys and excessively large swords, you know. " he shrugged though, and moved on with the conversation. " Broke and desperate though? Perhaps I could put you to work and give you a ride while I'm at it. The BlackJack's running again. That aside.. there is something I want to ask you.. specifically if you've seen someone. "
<Moth-Orchid> He snorted and rolled his eyes. "Been listening to that goat talk too much. He does go on". He gave the other man an appraising look. "Work for you?" his tone suggested there were few things more degrading than that though there was a twist of humor in there as well. "And you want information out of me to boot?"
<firstsilentGOD> Setzer waved a hand at the crowd. " Yes. Or you could always stay here.. " taking another drag, he waved teh cigarillo at Hades' dais. " And hope he or his goons don't take note of you. " Looking back over his shoulder at Dodger, Setzer smiled almost.. sweetly. " Besides, old friend.. I just want to know if you've seen someone. Been missing a good, long while. I wouldn't ask.. " his ruddy violet eyes evened again in a more serious light as he said " ..but he's very important to me. A lover I thought I'd lost for good, when this whole sordid heartless business began. "
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Post by Axel on May 10, 2009 1:20:59 GMT -5
<Moth-Orchid> He appeared to think it over although it was fairly obvious that remaining in Olymus did not appeal at all. "A sordid business indeed that landed me here. Can't say there isn't much I wouldn't do at this point for a proper pint." He didn't even bother to address the subtle insult that he might be so sloppy as to be detected by Hades. He ran a hand through his ginger hair and shrugged. "Seeing as how we've only met before in what for the sake of propriety I'll call professional circumstances, it's unlikely that I'd know of anyone you genuinely cared for."
<firstsilentGOD> Setzer shrugged, one hand settling in his pocket; his eyes having shifted out to the arena again. " The way this one seems to be getting around these days.. that may not entirely be the case any longer; and with him, I'd rather not leave too terribly much to chance by not asking. " Brushing his hair back from his eyes he smirked as he turned his attention back to the redhead, pocketing that hand as well after. " I was thinking of looking for more than moogles to run the BlackJack anyway, even if it is just temporary work: not that I'm not grateful to them. " he shrugged very slightly. " But .. a proper pint? I think I can handle that request. I've a good barreled lager in my cabin that's been waiting for some attention. "
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Post by Setzer Gabbiani on May 10, 2009 1:37:15 GMT -5
<Moth-Orchid> Dodger laughed. "I sense a case of 'you don't know what'cha got till it's gone'." He chuckled a bit more at Setzer's expense and then gave him twisted grin. "I always did want 'ta get my hands on a pirate ship. I suppose instead of the high seas I can settle for the great blue yonder. And lager is a start. Even if it is German."
<firstsilentGOD> " You've no idea, and I've no intention of letting the one that got away stay away; if I can help it. " Smiling in his usual charming way and just a little higher on one side; the rarely colored Italian flipped his bangs as he started at his also usual confidence into motion towards the nearest archway down, out; and to the boats. He'd had his fill of betting on the chicken headed brute anyway. He'd made plenty enough for the upgrades he planned to buy: and the shop nearby needed visiting. " But.. come along then if you wish it. I'll treat you to that at the least and as a start. " and chuckling, he waved a hand in the air slightly over shoulder level so the redhead could see it as he kept going. " I've plans to make a few stops here and there on the way to another location.. hopefully to meet a friend as well as take care of some minor maintainence. "
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Post by Setzer Gabbiani on May 10, 2009 2:04:48 GMT -5
<Moth-Orchid> He rolled his eyes at the bekoning motion and strolled after him. Cocky bastard. This wasn't going to be easy to swallow after having command of the Gamblers but so be it. The identity of the "friend" worried him, given his debriefing, but he was in it now. "Aye captain," his voice only slightly rueful instead of dripping with sarcasm. After all he was supposed to be desperate to leave.
<firstsilentGOD> Setzer didn't pause all the way to the boat; settling at the back and leaning into the curl at the end carefully, his hands coming up over his head and looking out over the 'water' as Dodge stepped in. " Ah. " and suddenly searching his jacket pockets. " Perhaps I should ask you now, rather than later. I've two pictures.. what he used to look like; and what he's rumored to look like now. " Finally finding them in his inner breats pocket, he offered the two copies to the other man. The first being a picture of himself younger, Xaldin's other, and by features: Axel's as well. Dilan's dark brown and almost auburn hair bordered on being black, and was a great deal longer than his Nobody's: the single thigh-length bbraid being tugged into view by Lea on the left of the pilot. His eyes hadn't changed much except that Dilan's seemed softer in some way: pushing at Lea's face apparently laughing. His sideburns were a little shorter, though one could guess that was likely because of flight helmet tucked under the other arm along with Setzer's left. Rather than the gauge he wore in each ear now, thicker studs were in his lobes. " The man in the middle is the one I'm looking for. His name is Dilan, Ivaykrastio: though it's likely his appearance has changed and he's using a different name now. " The next picture was like that one but zoomed in, the coloring and features changed. The picture wasn't that far off at all. Setzer's eyes slipped aside to make certain Kupon was still waiting for him at the crossroads, sighing briefly. " We've at least some unfinished business, he and I. "
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Post by Setzer Gabbiani on May 10, 2009 2:33:18 GMT -5
<Moth-Orchid> Dodger studied the pictures critically. He was good at faces. Being good at faces (and disguising them) had been a large part of his business up until the Heartless atacked. At the moment, he was immencely thankful for his one romantic turn of mind prefering sea faring ships to air ships, meant that he had little experience in Setzer's passions outside of games of chance. Lea, in particular, and he could guess what became of him, was troubling. Had they been in the group of tag-a-longs the punters brought to his table? Looking over Setzer's shoulder? "Eh, I know I never had him sitting across from me at a table. Can't recall if he followed you in."
<firstsilentGOD> Shaking his head, Setzer sat up a little better as they came closer to the shore; prepared to stand again. " No, he's not a gambler per say save with his own life. As you can see he was a pilot. If you did see him.. " Working himself up with excellent balance as the boat slowed, he flipped a coin to the demon in charge of their gondola. " ..it probably wasn't for more than a few minutes. He rarely followed or traveled with me after we had found Radiant Garden. Oft too busy pursuing his own research under a man named Ansem, at the time. I had hoped his former colleague would know more, but Cid hadn't much to say. " a slight grunt more than was likely for doing so as eh stepped up, he looked back and offered one hand to help the other out. " Even less so after returning from Twilight Town with that new altered photo. Sometimes I think he's been there and he's simply not telling me... "
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Post by luxord on May 24, 2009 21:53:52 GMT -5
Dodger took the proffered hand but waited until he was safely ashore to smirk slightly and voicing a rather snide comment in a drawl "Sounds as though you might be think'in you're look'in for some one who doesn't want to be found. That's a tricksy proposition." He shrugged and dusted off his coat and pants. "But, what Cid doesn't tell you isn't my problem. Or is it now?"
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Post by Setzer Gabbiani on Jun 21, 2009 4:10:59 GMT -5
" Dilan is my one and only priority at the moment, my dear Dodger.. what you think of it is of little concern to me. " Waving him along over his shoulder he paused near the other moogle to quickly buy a few supplies with some of the money he'd won. " ..he has been, for a long time. That aside, you needn't agree with me while on board the BlackJack; just work for me for your fare. And at the moment... " his eyes went back over his shoulder at him for a moment as they headed for the out-of-place moogle, who was waiting for him. " ..working for me means keeping an eye out for him. "
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Post by luxord on Jun 26, 2009 11:13:25 GMT -5
Dodger smirked. "I thought you'd say as much. You never did care what I thought unless you were trying to figure out how I'd rigged the deck." He trailed behind him, a small dingy figure behind Setzer's rather flamboyant presence. "So..." He probed a bit, "aside from seeking you're lost love, what will I be doing for you? Aside from keeping your baby shipshape?"
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Post by Setzer Gabbiani on Jun 30, 2009 16:29:28 GMT -5
" Shipshape for the Blackjack isn't an issue.. the moogles have that covered. " Within a few moments they were on board, Setzer handing off a few items to the moogle waiting, the one that had been extra following behind them. " They're very good at the technical end of things. " He was talking as he walked along the lower deck: the spanse was open for a gummi: glass giving a wide almost 360 degree view. It wasn't your typical design, the shape almost like an old schooner really, rather than a ship that travelled between worlds. One might have thought he'd snagged the base from Port Royale, if they didn't know him better. They were heading for his quarters: which were stationed under the helm. " No what I need help with otherwise is advertisement and tending the tables, something I know you have experience in. When I'm not winning bets elsewhere or taking on the rare job in Twilight Town the Casino keeps us afloat. "
Inside was just as richly ornate, the classy interior done over in deeper, muted violets, reds and dark greys, mohogany and a bit of tasteful gold leaf thrown in everywhere. The man actually had very good taste, if on the expensive side. He polpped down in a chair, and propped his boots up on the ottoman nearby; a brief glance to the odd 'chandelier' hanging above. For Luxord, there was a very small space with a very deep feeling of warped time and space; all centered around the head-sized sphere at the center of the chandelier cage. It looked like it was lowered often. " I'll take you wherever you want once a week outside of our usual schedule, give you decent pay, plus tips. You have quarters here, and all the free time you want when the Casino isn't open. For this.. all I ask is that you run your table cleanly and watch out for him. "
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Post by luxord on Jul 8, 2009 14:10:00 GMT -5
It took every ounce of self control he had to let his gaze simply slide over the chandelier. It wasn't often he encountered such a literal weight in his world. "Aww I don't get to climb the rigging?" genuine disappointment colored his voice. He had always liked the heights, which would have been doubled at least by the simple fact this was an air ship. He nodded, listening to Setzer's description of his duties taking in the room around him, tastefully decorated in wall to wall munny. Not garishly so, but enough to make a man both admire the the other Gambler and feel slightly inferior in his presence, which he assumed was the intended effect. How very like his old acquaintance.
"Alright,"he agreed keeping his eyes firmly on the man. "I don't really have anywhere to go, except away from here. And I'll need a new suit." The one he was wearing had quite obviously seen better days.
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Post by Setzer Gabbiani on Jul 8, 2009 21:30:09 GMT -5
A wide, almost devilish smile; and Setzer settled back in his seat. " Well I think we can handle that.. " Waving a gloved hand at one of the moogles by the door, it disappeared through it; a few seconds later.. the sounds of the ship preparing to set off were being made. " Anything you would like to fetch to take with you before hand.. now would be the time. I don't stay in one place very long. " Which, had made him luckily that much harder yo find up to this point. " We'll stop by Traverse Town otherwise. There's a suit shop there.. "
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Post by luxord on Jul 9, 2009 12:03:23 GMT -5
"Only the clothes on my back to my name," he grinned seeing Setzer's "almost devilish" smile and raising him a "wiley glint" in his eyes. He looked thoughtful for a moment. "Traverse Town? What kin of place is that?"
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Post by Setzer Gabbiani on Jul 16, 2009 2:32:07 GMT -5
" A dark one.. " he answered with a growing smile that was almost too sweet. He seemed overly pleased about going there for some reason. " And one that has a friend waiting. We dropped her there a few weeks ago. I'm curious to see if she's.. progressed at all. " A slight shrug as they started underway, he reached for a decanter. " Scotch? Anyway.. the place is a drop point for those who have lost their worlds. The Restoration Committee even stayed there once, apparently. Many stayed even after they were restored. It's become .. something of a trader's port on top o f all that. "
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