SOLDIERS forever_ Gideon/Open

[Kunsel]

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[atrb=style, padding: 20px; color: 696969; border-left: 5px solid #696969; border-bottom: 1px dotted #535353; vertical-align: top][style=border: 5px solid #696969; display: inline-block; float: left; clear: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px][/style][style=font: 10px Tahoma; float: left; clear: left; color: 696969; padding: 0px 10px 10px 10px; width: 100px;]TAGGED Gideon WORD COUNT number here NOTES :U CREDITS template by jawn of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style][style=font: 11px Tahoma; text-align: justify;]The Royal capital of Rabanastre, a big place to say the least. The people on the street were busy, chatting, bartering, ranting. . It reminded Kunsel of Midgar, minus all the vehicles and high tech stuff going on. It was a wonder how advanced these folk were with the lack of transportation! Then again. . The Soldier thought out loud. They may just want to be healthier, which is a better result from being one of those fat slobs who used to run Midgar. He shuddered at the thought of Shinra barking orders at him in the past. A healthier leader, both body and mind is the best thing for everyone. It didn't take long for the concealed red head to find the local tavern. He usually found them quickly as they all seemingly had strange names, such like this one. The Sandsea. Huh, wonder what that means. Kunsel thought as he walked inside to find it! . . . Normal? In this foreign land Kunsel expected colors and music! Only to find it to be just like most bars back home in Midgar, cept' a tiny bit bigger with an upper floor. "A bar's a bar. He shrugged as he walked forward. He got a few looks from some of the others inside, he was wearing some odd clothing and his weapons were . . . otherworldly compared to the normal swords and pistols they were accustomed to.[/style]

[Gideon Uriela]

Gideon arrived in Rabanastre the night before; he hadn't slept in what was now two days and a half. It wasn't unusual to go without sleep for such an extended period of time for someone with a background in the military. Gideon had grown accustomed to going long periods of time without rest but the equation changed when alcohol was involved. He was in that odd zone where you’re dead tired but at the same time wide awake. The large man sat on the second floor at a table alone with a bottle of dark liquor in a fancy bottle in front of him. He was running low on Gil but it was necessary to splurge on the good stuff. The air was so thick with smoke one could taste it in the recess of their mouth. Gideon sat there hunched over the table with his hand wrapped around the neck of the bottle his sable mane casting a shadow of his delirious façade.

The next table over hosted a rowdy bunch of sky pirates hollering and carrying on about a shipment they just jacked, apparently the goods were worth a lot of money.”Hey, could you guys keep it down?” The humble request fell on deaf ears, unfortunately they weren’t Gideon’s all the noise was starting to give him a headache. The disgruntle man craned his neck a jade green eye with a luminous glow about it peered out of the darkness at the group. ”HEY SHUT UP.” For a brief moment of silence the group of men looked at the drunk as if he was out of his mind. One of them got up and made his way over to Gideon’s table while his cohorts egged him on. The guy was pretty large and intimidating in his own regard, he talked down at Gideon who couldn't make heads or tails of his words it all sounded like noise to him.

The pirate knocked the fine bottle of dark liquor out of Gideon’s hand thinking nothing of it, the glass shattering against the floor its tasty contents splattered about. The group at the table laughed as the one pirate turned around to play to the crowed. Gideon’s neck went limp before he shook his head slightly, he should of known better then to mess with the devil’s elixir. Gideon didn’t stand up it was more like he arose, all 6’8 250 pounds of him. Turning back around the once brazen pirate was all at once muted, he looked up at Gideon as if he wasn’t the man that was just sitting there a moment ago.”You son of a b-…” Without warning the giant attacked delivering a swift knee to the belly of the pirate causing him to keel forward followed by a uppercut that sent the pirate careening backwards against the banister, pursuing him Gideon delivered a front kick to his chest sending him over the banister to the lower level.”You want some?”

[/b] He about faced speaking to the men at the table who then turned away, going back to his table he plopped down looking at the ceiling wanting his drink to be replaced.”Hey waitress bring me another bottle and some peanuts, on my buddies over here.”[/justify]