Halo
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Post by Halo on Mar 6, 2004 0:09:49 GMT -5
Halo closes her eyes and slowly shakes her head. "Baka."
She stuffs her hands into her jacket pockets and walks over to the large black man.
"Excuse me? I was wondering if you could direct me to Mr. Constantine. I was with two miners who were showing me the way, but I seem to have lost them."
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Post by The Dispatcher on Mar 6, 2004 12:13:17 GMT -5
"That's him." The dark-skinned man replied. The sound of shouting and yelling echoing loudly off of the man-made cavern walls.
Carpenter stood face to face with one of the security guards. Both men arguing loudly.
Finally, to the horror and shock of the sci-type who'd been involved in the altercation just moments before was grabbed by the arms by the security men, and along with the man called Nitz, was removed from the area.
"You cannot do this to me! I'm vital to the completion of my department's project!!!!" The sci-type shouts loudly, his voice bouncing off the high ceilings of the main area. Nitz, however, was notably silent.
The bystanders began to filter away, as Halo felt a gentle tapping on her right shoulder.
She turns, her green eyes meeting another pair of green eyes.
"I'm 'Granite' Constantine," the man says. "I'm told that you were looking to speak to me?"
She catches a glimpse of Morse and Reaver making their way into the commissary. Morse had a smirk on his face.
"We'll get those drinks a little later." Reaver says as they exit the hallway.
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Halo
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Post by Halo on Mar 9, 2004 1:10:21 GMT -5
Halo purses her lips and blinks a few times, as if coming out of a trance. "Uh, yes. I am sorry, I was distracted by this situation. My name is Halo and I am with the unit dispatched by Nibelung to investigate this. . . with Dr Hadley. . . I had wished to speak with you." She looks over in Nitz's direction as the security walk him away. "But I want to know about what happened here. Why would he sucker punch him?"
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Post by The Dispatcher on Mar 9, 2004 15:18:11 GMT -5
"Well, there's no sense in us standing out here and talking--" Constantine responded. "Why don't we go inside and grab a table. I'd be more than happy to answer any questions you have... over a few drinks."
He took a step back as if he expected nothing else to happen, but he seemed to wait for confirmation from Halo, either verbally or otherwise.
"I don't bite." He added quickly with a bright smile.
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Halo
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Post by Halo on Mar 9, 2004 23:57:00 GMT -5
Halo looks back to Granite with a wry grin and nods. "A few drinks wont hurt us will they? Besides, I owe two of your boys a drink as well." She runs her right hand through her hair. "Well, lead the way."
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Post by The Dispatcher on Mar 10, 2004 16:53:03 GMT -5
Halo follows Constantine into a large cafeteria looking room-- Hewn from rock, and floored with rubber mats.
A few dozen tables with dozens more chairs set up around them.
To the left (North), Halo notices the kitchen and the buffet tables. Constantine leads her to the right (South) all the way to the end of the room, into a small area thatonnects the cafeteria with whatever lies further south. Male and Female restrooms are located at this spot, as well as a handful of soda and snack machines.
Constantine doesn't stop, but looks back to be certain Halo is still following. He leads the way into a somewhat dimmer lounge area. A few people look up from their drinks at the arrival of two more patrons. Some give longer glances than others.
Constantine selects a booth that was built into the natural rock wall.
At this table a laminated menu of drinks and appetizers. As well as an ashtray. Constantine stands, waiting for Halo to sit.
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Halo
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Post by Halo on Mar 12, 2004 14:13:01 GMT -5
Halo removes her pack of Red Apples and her lighter and sets them on the table. She looks to Constantine, giving him a smile and a nod as she removes her jacket, which she tosses in the corner of the booth seat and the wall before having a seat herself. She feigns discomfort from her holstered large handgun which is quite visable and adjusts it slightly.
"So Mr. Constantine, lets start with the hard question if you dont mind. What is going on here?"
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Post by The Dispatcher on Mar 13, 2004 12:48:28 GMT -5
"Well," Constantine says as he seats himself across booth table. "I was under the impression that you and I were going to have a few drinks while we talked." He gives a charming smile. "What goes on from there is anyone guess."
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Halo
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Post by Halo on Mar 15, 2004 12:06:46 GMT -5
"Drinks...Uhm. . . I'll start with a...Captain and cherry coke. Where is the waiter?" Halo glances around the room.
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Post by The Dispatcher on Mar 16, 2004 21:57:52 GMT -5
Constantine get's up, and walks to the bar-- after a few moments, he returns holding two drinks.
"Here you go... Halo?" He asks "I wasn't sure if I had heard it right?"
He sits across from her, and takes a drink from his glass.
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Halo
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Post by Halo on Mar 16, 2004 23:49:20 GMT -5
Halo smiles and take the drink from the man's hand.
"Yes, it is Halo. I feel kinda silly using it, but the company insists on us using an alias of some form."
She takes a generous sip from the drink and sets it down.
"Woah. They dont skimp on the liquour here do they?" She opens up the the pack of Red Apples and removes one, promptly setting it in her lips.
"So Mr. Constantine, back to my earlier question, what is going on here?"
She lights her ciggarette and has a quick puff, not inhaling at first, letting the smoke roll out of her mouth lazily from her pursed lips.
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Post by The Dispatcher on Mar 17, 2004 11:30:35 GMT -5
"Answering that question, as it is posed, may take a while--" Constantine replys from behind his glass. "Let's see, in a nutshell we got the dead sci-type. We have this unwarrented animosity from the Nibelung employees against my mining crew. We're locked in. The biggest blizzard in years is going on outside, so even if we COULD leave, we still really couldn't. And to top off all that shit, because of all this bullshit going on, my crew and I have been prohibited from continuing opur jobs-- so all we get to do from sun up to sun down is drink." He pauses to set his drink down. "So when you ask ' What's going on here?', you can see that the answer isn't a sinlge answer to a single all-encompasing question." He smiles, and adds "So pick a topic-- I'll gladly tell you all I know."
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Halo
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Post by Halo on Mar 17, 2004 12:23:55 GMT -5
Halo flicks the filter of her ciggarette with her thumb above the ash tray.
"Did you know Dr. Hadly? I know, another all encompassing question." She smiles as she catches herself.
"What was his specialty and what was he working on?"
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Post by The Dispatcher on Mar 19, 2004 3:31:01 GMT -5
"Well, at least it's a bit more specific." Constantine says with a grin. "Sure I knew him. We know everyone here, at least a little."
He takes another drink from his glass.
"I wasn't particularly friendly with him-- The sci-types have got it in there heads that we're complete idiots. But he never seemed to really have a problem with me or any of my men. If I remember right, Hadley was a bio' something or other-- he worked with what most people would call 'cybernetics'-- It's a real shame about what happened to him. He was one of the few that didn't seem to have a problem with us."
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Halo
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Post by Halo on Mar 21, 2004 21:38:22 GMT -5
"Cybernetics?" Halo pauses and has another sip and sets the glass down.
"Was he involved in the work on Betty? Or something else?"
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