user: Discter
name: Ropam
gender: tbd
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Ropam smiled at the new customer, quickly throwing out a, "Hiya! What can I do for ya?" "Just a shot of whiskey please. And add some red dye to it with a bit of honey." Ropam kept his smile up, but his eyes were deadly serious as he whipped up the drink. Whomever the Kalon was, they either knew he was Drizzle, or had simply overheard it and was curious to know what would happen. They didn't advertise the drink online, nor was it on the restaurants menu. That drink was specifically made for contacting drizzle, the red dye and honey his signature calling card. But, once again, they might not really know of the infamous information dealer Drizzle. And, this could be an undercover cop. He was not about to let his cover be blown, and the years of deals, information gathering, and setting up connections for his secret empire of knowledge were not about to just be blown out the window. If this Kalon could answer his question correctly, he would eagerly set up a deal. "Anything else I can get for you sir?" The reply was immediate, "Yes. I heard you had a new brand in back, Red Honey Wine. And, you might be able to add some strawberry flavoring to it," This was the real deal. This Kalon was searching for information from Drizzle, and was desperate for it. Whomever this Kalon was, they were definitely interested in a deal. "How about after your shot sir?" "Excellent." And then the glass emptied. Now they were in the dusty old back, with piles of beer crates staked up, creating towering mountains inside the tiny room. Immediately, Ropam dropped his smile, and his cold eyes came out fully underneath his hair, peering out directly into the other Kalons' eyes.
"Well? Not many come after the dangerous broker Drizzle for a reason, unless they're desperate for something." The other Kalon got into business mode too, not backing down from Ropams' icy stare. "you're exactly right, Drizzle. I need information on the new serial killer running loose, Tag. They got someone close to me, and I'm determined to get my revenge. I know you're a powerful and deadly informant, and I'm willing to trade information and money for revenge. Whatever it takes." Smirking with sharp teeth, Ropam laughed. "Oh, you've come to the right person for information. Tag's got quite a stir, I heard some copies have been running around too! Not quite as impressive as the real deal, but still there. I've got a nice bit of info on Tag, but first, what could you offer in return?" The other Kalon smirked as well. "Information about the old gang that used to stomp around here, Red Arrows." Ropam immediately lost his smirk, but still kept a serious gaze on the Kalon. "And how do I know you're not bluffing? Information about Red Arrows is hard to find, you know." "I know. I was able to find out what happened to some of it's members, and where the rest are." "Tell you what, you tell me about what you know, and I tell you what I have on Tag. Deal, partner?" "Deal."
"I got information about ten members. Don't know all of their real names, but I did get their gang names. Broken Back, Ursa Major, Red Spot, Skeleton, Fish Eye, Spider, Rhino, Centipede, Black Horse, and Blue Sheep. I'm sure they have more titles, but that was the best I could get for common and well known names for them. Broken Back, Skeleton, and Rhino are sitting in prison. Ursa went off with her son, Blue Sheep, into hiding somewhere in the woods up north of the Yuka river. Centipede is under cover as a civilian, and from what I got Black Horse jumped onto a ship went somewhere south. Fish Eye is missing still, but he definitely isn't in prison. As for Red Spot, all I could confirm was that she was alive, and someone fitting her description was last seen in a fishing village. Spider I don't know a whole lot about, just that he was breathing and not lying in a ditch somewhere. Otherwise, I don't know much, just that a lot are stuck in the can and the others either went into hiding or are dead."
Nodding, Ropam opened his mouth to up-hold his end of the deal. "Tag is a female, and is either wearing a wig or has black hair with blue streaks. Small and skinny, she was wearing a white sweater with blue flowers on them. The shine is supposed to be a blue lizard, but it could be something else; but I can confirm it was definitely blue. She also had on black jeans with rips by the knees. Eyes were a dark green, or at least some shade of green. Couldn't get most of the pelt color as she was mostly covered up, but something with darker colors. She seems to be on the younger side, and is pretty agile and fast. Be careful if you pick a fight with Tag, she likes to end people by a knife, and is fast enough to dodge a lot of hits."
The other Kalon digested all of this information, looking at the floor with eyes swirling in a brutal storm of emotion. Walking over to the door, Ropam opened it to let the other out with his friendly smile plastered back onto his face. "Good night sir! I hope you enjoyed some of our samples, and thank you for your recommendations!"
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Hissing, Ropam slammed his fist into the aging wall, punching it right through the plaster. Cussing at the new hole in his wall, he angrily flopped onto his bed. After a few minutes of panting and staring at the ceiling, he turned over to stare at the picture on his nightstand. Softening eyes fueled by sadness, he whispered, "One day I will find you, brother. No matter how evil I become."
1,000 words. Soon a piece of art.