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Post by Gray "Merlyn" Harkness on Mar 1, 2013 12:44:35 GMT -5
The all black painted helicopter flew through the air, towards the designated LZ near one of the Drake main offices. He had advised, through other people at his company, that he was enroute, and he looked out the window with a sigh. Here's to hoping one of the female Hunters came to meet him, he did design their suits...meticulously after all.
He sighs, and puts on his sunglasses. It wasn't easy being awesome.
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Post by Sebastian Crowley & Felicia on Mar 1, 2013 12:47:58 GMT -5
Sebastian stood there with his hands in his suit pockets and sighed, "Blue finally shows up after so long and i'm the one that has to greet him at the door...? This guy better be worth the wait."
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Post by Gray "Merlyn" Harkness on Mar 2, 2013 0:13:13 GMT -5
The helicopter touches down, and the tuxedo clad man steps out, ducking as he walks away from the helicopter's blades, having two suitcases with him. Once the vehicle leaves, he turns to look around, eyes settling on one guy.
While he had a bad feeling about him, nonetheless, he walked towards him. "And which one of the Hunters are you?"
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Post by Sebastian Crowley & Felicia on Mar 2, 2013 0:23:21 GMT -5
"Pink," he said with a straight face.
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Post by Gray "Merlyn" Harkness on Mar 2, 2013 13:51:05 GMT -5
Merlyn frowned. He had not designed the suit with that in mind. Still. "Well friend, you have guts, I'll give you that. Your name?" he gave, walking with the man towards the building.
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Post by Sebastian Crowley & Felicia on Mar 2, 2013 13:53:24 GMT -5
"Sebastian Crowley," he answered while walked beside the man, "And no i didn't pick my color."
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Post by Gray "Merlyn" Harkness on Mar 2, 2013 14:09:34 GMT -5
"Gray Harkness." he replies, shrugging. "People call me Merlyn. I take it Drake picked it then. What do you bring to the table in terms of skill-set?"
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Post by Sebastian Crowley & Felicia on Mar 2, 2013 14:11:51 GMT -5
"I'm a seasoned medic, served with the British military for some time, and i'm a crack shot," he grinned, "A triple threat if i do say so myself."
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Post by Gray "Merlyn" Harkness on Mar 2, 2013 14:14:41 GMT -5
But is he trustworthy? was the thought that ran through the man's mind. "A triple threat eh? Sounds interesting. He certainly knows how to pick 'em. What part of Britain?"
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Post by Sebastian Crowley & Felicia on Mar 2, 2013 14:16:17 GMT -5
"I was born in London, my family was fairly middle class. Why do you ask?"
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Post by Gray "Merlyn" Harkness on Mar 2, 2013 14:27:27 GMT -5
"Glasgow." Merlyn replies by way of answering. "Upper middle class. was groomed to take over a low-end corporation, but when the time finally came I turned it around and made it one of the leading corporations in the world for adventure and survival gear."
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Post by Sebastian Crowley & Felicia on Mar 2, 2013 14:31:12 GMT -5
"Good for you," he said with obvious sarcasm, "And i take it you're the Hunter Blue we've been waiting for?"
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Post by Gray "Merlyn" Harkness on Mar 2, 2013 14:41:52 GMT -5
The sarcasm washes off of him like water off of a duck's back. "That's right. I would have come sooner, but, with a company to run, and the underworld putting out hits on your life things become very interesting."
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Post by Sebastian Crowley & Felicia on Mar 2, 2013 14:48:36 GMT -5
"Fighting Amazons, passing the Monkey King's insane trials, meeting mystical old people, and finding treasure is what i would call interesting."
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Post by Gray "Merlyn" Harkness on Mar 2, 2013 14:52:49 GMT -5
"Oh I'm certain I'll get to see first hand the type of interesting that you're talking about. I bet the Amazons were real lookers." Merlyn says the last part half to himself, making a note to go there sometime.
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