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Robert 'Rusty' Ryan (the_pro) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-06-27 20:37:00

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arrival, complete, day 5, katara, rusty ryan

Day 5
Who: Rusty Ryan and Katara.
What: Rusty Arrives!
Where: The Game Room inside the Resort.
When: Day 5; Evening, Past 8 o'clock.
Rating: PG-13, Subject to Change.
Status: Complete

For just an hour.. it certainly felt like entire day waiting on that airplane. You would find a nicely dressed blonde sitting anxiously in his first class seat..Creamed colored suit with a white button up dress shirt underneath.. He looked as if he was just leaving a business trip. And he sort of did. Rusty Ryan just left the Las Vegas Airport and was heading back home to Los Angeles. Bronze tinted sunglasses partially concealed his natural blue eyes. The fingers of his right hand would fondle with a an empty champaigne class.. It would have been nice if the so called flight attendant made an appearance this century but what can you do with Flight Service now a days? His face was calm.. but those eyes bugged out.. it was obvious that he was getting impatient.. He then set his glass down.. and reached for his miniature bag of peanuts.. slowly pulling apart the bag.. then knocking the entire contents right into his mouth.. munching away on the nuts..

Suddenly.. he felt the plane start to shake.. a bit of a turbulance wasn't really anything to be paranoid about.. But when he started to notice.. the passenger in front of him vanishing before his eyes.. he looked back at the bag of peanuts to question what was really in those nuts. A worried look with a sudden bad taste in his mouth.. he quickly went to grab a bottle of water to wash away whatever possibly drugged him! BUT when he went to grab his water, that too was gone. And more passengers started to disappear quicker and faster! Until.. the plane itself disappeared.. and he was left in the air.. with his carry-on.

"Oh. My. God."

His eyes shifted towards his carry on bag.. quickly he snatched it from the air and held it close to him before he allowed himself to free fall! His carry-on contained about third of a million dollars in cash. He was not about to let that thing disappear with the rest! Just when Rusty thought his life was at it's end.. he felt himself stop in thin air.. not only that.. but he found himself in a completely different place. Noise of chaos started to echoe in his ears.. Slot machines going off.. and other sorts of noises a Game room would contain.. Did he just hear bowling pins fall? Rusty stood still frozen by what just had happend.. He brought that strap of his carry on over his shoulder.. a hand went over the same shoulder.. and he pinched the very flesh of his bicep to wake himself up if he was in some sort of dream.. Or what if he died? He truly didn't know.. The environment was very surprisingly suiting for the man.. that's what spooked him the most.

He started to walk among the game room.. noticing a few people playing their games on the slot machines and arcade games.. his eyebrows were raising up as high as it could go.. and that shocking expression seized to stay on him.. Rusty was just so tripped out by the whole situation he was too caught up in his mind to even think about speaking to the gamers.. raising those sunglasses that managed to stay over his eyes and resting them over his head.. And as calmly as any shocked person could be,

"What in God's name were in those peanuts."

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k_waterbender
2008-07-08 02:42 am UTC (link)

Katara’s brows furrowed when he said he found a way to win every time. It sounded like he was a cheater, and, now that he mentioned it, cheating was a form of stealing. Maybe he wasn’t such a great guy after all. Then again, he had continued speaking and declared that he never stole from innocents but from bad people. When he mentioned that people did things to hurt others, the waterbender knew all too well of what he spoke. In the war when the Fire Nation tried to conquer the world, too many people were hurt in too many ways. She saw much of that while working with refugees. “Who is ‘Robin Hood’?” She asked, oblivious to the stories of which his world had grown up.

“I know what you mean, though. Sometimes a person has to do bad things to help good people. There was a war in my world about five years ago. The Fire Nation tried taking over the Nations, and my family, friends, and I had to cause harm to horrible people to make it possible to establish a good man as a ruler- one who wouldn’t hurt people just for the sake of power.

“But tell me something. Do you cheat in gambling to gain the money for yourself, for others, or do you just do it to bring down people who aren’t so good?”

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the_pro
2008-07-08 08:30 pm UTC (link)

"Oh-- Well Robin Hood is a fictional man in a story. He stole from a rich evil prince and gave to the poor." Surely Rusty was a bit more modernized. He listened to her.. and was comforted to understand.. Then he pondered after she asked him that certain question..

"Well. For starters. What I do is much more than just cheating. It's an art. My reasons started out not so generous. Each time I do what I got to do.. I have a different reason. Do I do it for personal gain? Not often. Oh and I never like killed anyone if you were wondering that; violence just isn't me."

Him and his pals run so many different cons at once that when they do steal money; it goes unnoticed to the public eye. They can even work under a police officer's watch. He can make a simple robbery look like a false alarm.

"So to answer your question.. it's a little bit of everything is what I do."

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