The bartender having followed X back to the table (three glasses is a bit much for a single patron to carry, even if he *is* a troll) and gives Block a sideways glance and growls, "Who wants ta' know?" in response to his inquiry about The Championship. It would seem our bartender is a little defensive. I wonder why that might be?
X grins affably as he begins the first of the three glasses, the smallest one, reveling in "...an excellent drink, what trolls like..." Judging by the humor on his face you suspect that he might be "trolling" you, but then again, maybe he's being legit. Time will tell, time will tell...
Ace discovers nothing much he didn't already know: our missing deb seems to have been a naturalist of sorts, although nobody is sure if she had any cybermods or not. Basically kept to herself, has a rare private life (rare because not too many people have been able to achieve that, this day and age), and her disappearance has seemed to go un-noticed by the NYPD, NYSP at this time. It could be that she's not actually "gone", but she hasn't exactly informed her previous bosses. Naaah, that way lies madness, trying to create reasons for her disappearance. Rationalization is a zero-sum game: Best to go, see, and find out (if possible) the score.
The bartender turns back to X and stage whispers "Odds are that Reggie won't show, 20-to-1, which would pay off handsomely if that were the case. His eyes seem to inquire, "Are you game?" You get the feeling, what with his body language, that he'd like your help in assisting "Reggie" (whomever that is) in missing the "show" bag limit...
* Sorry for the late response, but I decided to make up the Championship data for "The Wild Hunt" before responding. Then, as I finished the last of those NPCs involved I heard a little voice inside my head, reminding me that "Spooks are EVERYWHERE". This changed my bartender's attitude incredibly, because while he has had some familiarity with X, he doesn't know Ace or Block from your standard "man on the corner", and thus he has no reason yet to trust them, especially with potentially hazardous (to his job) illegal hunting - to say nothing about betting - competition information. He's going to adopt a "wait and see" approach, since he'll trust his own instincts before just spilling to the NYPD that which he knows about The Championship. Sorry about that, but paranoia in The Shadows isn't considered rude, it's considered a survival trait; just because you think they're out to get you doesn't necessarily mean they're NOT out to get you... |
