After leaving his lads Patrick and Liam to return to a conversation with a few junkers having plans for shipments to Arranmore he noticed that a Gaian walked into the pub. To his astonishment no one cared to the fact that she is a Gaian. Ghost mumbled to himself "Looks like the pact went into effect pretty nicely."
He walked on over to the Gaian and shook her hand.."Well pretty odd to see a Gaian here, but yet again we never noticed the Hope's Haven here until now."
She responded by saying "Well, welcome lads! It's bleedin' amazin' what fun can be had once ye're not convinced that you should be killin' yer neighbors, eh? Now tell me truly.. do I look like a bleedin' hippy terrorist?"
Ghost smiled and said, "Hehe, indeed its been quite fun in here now that we aren't shootin ya.. and as far as I know yer not bleedin' nor blowing us up with nature."
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Liam returns to the bar with the girl, then walks towards ghostface
thinks*hmm who's that wonderful girl over there, she looks like a tree hugger, but i'm not sure
ah well* ello there miss... nice bar here ey,
After a few days away from the Pub, Council Ghost of the MR returns there for some breakfast. The waitress asked "What will ya be this time lad?".." Well, since ye eggs almost made me cry at the joy of their goodness i'll have 3 eggs, scrambled, with a side of hash browns and bacon." After about 20 minutes his order arrived and he devoured the food as if he hadn't eaten in a week. After his meal he went to the quite part of the pub to possibly get some work done at a private table.
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*Two days have passed since Wilde encounter, Patrick still tired from that long fight enters the bar, Waves * Hello there girls, bring me something to eat please and was counselor Ghost here? *Bartender:Yes sir if I'm not mistaken he was here yesterday*. Thank you for the information can you then please bring me eggs and bacon and a pint of beer .*Patrick sat behind the table in the dark corner and relaxed for the first time in several months*. *Bartender:Beer is coming and breakfast will be finished in 10 minutes sir* Very well * Patrick Waved in sign of approval and closed his eyes*.
While waking up in a rented room at the Hope's Haven Councilor Ghost realized a platter of food sitting on the end table. *Compliments of the Hope's Haven*. "Well that save's me the trouble of ordering some breakfast." After finishing the platter of all but a muffin and coffee, Councilor Ghost headed down the hall to the Pub's quite quarters and sat at the private desk in the back corner. While at that desk he continued to work on a few reports that needed work on.
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A middle-aged man walked towards the bar and tipped his hat at the others sitting there. "Name's McFadden," he said. "It's been quite the while since I stopped by this station. Never been here though for some odd reason."
He rubbed his chin in a thought sort of way. "Been working up at South Shields mostly, until recently. You know how things go."
He nodded to a passing Molly. "Hey there, been a long time," he said. "Getting ready to head out in a day or two. Got a new job up in the Taus. Anyone know what things are like up there? I've been here in Bretonia me whole life."
While sitting at a private table, Councilor Ghost enjoyed his steak dinner. After wards he picked up his brief case and took out some papers. On them read *Cambridge Research Station Layout*. Next to them were plans for a possible boarding mission to the Cambridge Research Station. " Hmm, I hope we can get those code's that we need. Our men better be ready for the fight of their life."
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liam runs towards ghost with some papers in his hands,
he almost falls over patrick who lies in front of the bar,
liam out of breathsays to ghstface* 'ere.....ar..... the.... codes*
hands over the papers, ghostface looks up, well well,it seems you still capable of spying
ah well continue your patrol.
then liam suddenly runs to the bar, 1 beer pleas and hurry, I got the feeling something's wrong in
dublin. after the beer liam returns to patrol in dublin....
*Patrick strode through the bar doors, looked around and sat behind the caped and mysterious stranger* Give me my usual will you? *He said to bartender, and took papers that were on the table* To tell you the truth stranger this doesn't impress me, I already knew about this. Our intelligence is quite capable, and when you get something more important contact me.* Stranger was very weird and nervous during their meeting, and Patrick didn't like that, nor he liked meeting unfamiliar people. Fact that he came with useless information, showed Patrick that it was a good decision to bring one of the security lads with him. Stranger smacked the table and draw his pistol out and pointed it at Patrick* Stranger: This is for the bounty *Patrick was surprised by this action, he looked into his eyes and awaited his certain death, end of Patrick the Butcher. He wasn't a religious man but he prayed to God that his plan work out like he wanted* So we came to this.... Professional Hitmen now collecting bounty's. Do you know who you are dealing with here lad?*Patrick asked him, while bartender stood still like a rock watching at development of this situation* Stranger:Yes i do, do you have any last wishes Councilor Patrick or i should just kill you right now. Patrick: As a matter a fact i do.. *He glanced at his security and winked. Security took out his tranquilizer gun and shot at stranger. He immediately fainted, falling into Patrick hands* Patrick:Take him to Arranmore, high priority interrogation, i want to find out who is he and who sent him, NOW!!! Wait let me see his face*Patrick was even more surprised when he removed the cape, a beautiful girl underneath it* When i think of it don't use high priority measures on her, just lock her up until i come i will personally oversee this interrogation. It would be a nice death after all, what is more beautiful then to get killed by a beautiful girl, well rather her then those ugly Queen Puppets.*Security lad smiled and saluted as sign of approvement, and dragged her out* This was quite fun.*Said Patrick to scared and pale bartender* Take a few days off lad you don't look good haha.
*It was a rainy and dull day, Patrick's head seemed like its gonna burst. Developments of recent events, and his continuing victims started to Haunt him slowly. He ordered his usual accomodation and went into Jacuzzi for a relax. He brought 5 security with him just in case, since it is time to protect himself * Bloody Hitmen, and bloody Puppets, we should arrange someone to kill that old women sitting on the Throne or beat her with her own walking stick.*Patrick Angrily tossed towel into wall* I just don't get it... I will must see what wrong is with our intelligence, they have become lazy these days, first attempt of assassination on me and now all mercenaries are on Bretonian side. DAMIT!!!*He sat in silence relaxing and going through his thoughts* I will take nap lads, be on alert...*Patrick closed his eyes*....