RC 212
HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPO!
[member="Popo"]
Location: Antecedent: Dragon Palace Casino
Colap was at it again. A bottle of half drank whiskey lay on the table, its crystalline edges reflecting the neon hues of the bar lights. He had opened up a private suite, complete with a mini bar and luxurious set of furniture. The chair were aged Endor woods, and the table was of the same, with intricate designs.
He was clad in his normal dirty white shirt and black vest. Shotgun shells lined his gloves in little pouches and a pack of smokes were rolled up in his sleeve. He raised his glass once more, finishing the whiskey and pouring another cup as he waited for Popo.
He had a breaking new reactor to introduce for the galaxy. After a little back channel searching he had found a contract with the perfect customer. The Buddha of tanks they called him.
Location: Antecedent: Dragon Palace Casino
Colap was at it again. A bottle of half drank whiskey lay on the table, its crystalline edges reflecting the neon hues of the bar lights. He had opened up a private suite, complete with a mini bar and luxurious set of furniture. The chair were aged Endor woods, and the table was of the same, with intricate designs.
He was clad in his normal dirty white shirt and black vest. Shotgun shells lined his gloves in little pouches and a pack of smokes were rolled up in his sleeve. He raised his glass once more, finishing the whiskey and pouring another cup as he waited for Popo.
He had a breaking new reactor to introduce for the galaxy. After a little back channel searching he had found a contract with the perfect customer. The Buddha of tanks they called him.
