Thread: An unusual visitor (attn: JTM, Any; 05/22)

JTM watches his cell vibrate dance on his couch. The sword and broken coffee table are still in the main living room.

Who the hell is this now?

He picks up the cell looking at the number answering it.

“Hello? Who is…heyyyy!! Sup Eph Man. Yeah I’ll be over here. I hope you don’t mind messes though. Barbie had a major sword incident. She swung it too hard and killed my coffee table.”

He looks over at Barbie placing his hand over the receiver the best he can but to no avail.

“Hey now. Don’t give me that pouty angered look. I know you didn’t do it. I have to teach you more lady combat stuff anyways to go with those sweet outfits. I’ll get on that at later date, Barbie. I’m just fucking with the Eph Man till he gets here.”

He chuckles releasing his hand from the cell.

“Yeah it’s cool Eph man. See you soon. You know the drill here right?”

(OOC if this confuses you pm me k.)

A old black Jaguar Roadster drives up the driving lot.
Ephraim descends, looking around, his forehead curling. He walks up to JTM's door, his cane klicking on the asphalt. Ephraim rings the bell, straightens his black suit and waits for JTM to open the door

JTM hears a car pull up on his driveway.

Guess that’s the Eph man. Hmmmm…wait for it, JTM.

He waits for the knock but hears a poking sound on his door.

What the hell is that? What is he doing? I don’t have a doorbell. I thought I told him to knock. Scheesh. New vamps….gotta love em.

JTM chuckles as he opens the door as the Eph man almost pokes him.

“Sup Eph man. Hey, watch that finger. What the hell are you doing? Come on in here. Pull up a seat on the comfy couch there so you don’t have to stand around supporting yourself with that cane. Don’t mind Barbie’s mess. The table still makes a great beer coaster too. You want a beer Eph man? I see you didn’t bring any. I’ll let it slide this time. Just don’t forget next time you visit k. Other people have been stocking me up on liquor lately. I got a wide selection even that keg in the kitchen there.”

He goes to the fridge grabbing a beer, sitting on the broken coffee table piece on the floor, with a beautiful sword sticking straight up out of the table. He opens his beer to him.

“Cheers. Oh wait Eph man. My bad Eph man this is Barbie. ( a small plastic Barbie that doesn’t say a word wearing a Trinity Matrix outfit along with 4 Mini Barbies next to her) Barbie meet the classy Eph man. She says hello please to meet you Eph man btw. I think she approves and likes ya. And then we have the rest of the family there. Mini’s 1 through 4. Don’t mind #4 though. She’s a slut. but she might try to snatch you up so be careful.”

He chuckles abit waiting for him to get settled in taking a sip of his beer..

“So what bring you here Eph man. You need something?”

Ephraim walks through the door, taking in the room and the mess with the coffee table.
He walks to the couch and takes a seat.
"Oh I would try you're Cognac if you have any, thank you very much.
As he is being introduced to the plastic barby and her friends, his face grows more and more worried, but switches back to a polite and charmant expression, turning to her and indicating a bow: "Good evening, Miss, it is a pleasure to meet you and your family" Turning to JTM, sitting on the remains of the coffe table he says
" May I ask what happened to you're coffee table?" Ephraim examines the sword sticking out of it
"A wonderful piece of blacksmith's work, may I?"

“Yeah. I got some cognac in here somewhere.”

He rummages to the back of the fridge finding it, bottle clicking as he moves beer and other alcohol aside to get to it. He digs into the sink trying to find the cleanest dirty glass he has pouring some cognac in there. He then sets the cognac to the front of the fridge. He comes back watching the Eph man admiring the sword and the coffee table.

“Here you go Eph man. One cognac. Barbie and the family say pleasure to meet you too Eph man.. Hey now, not in that sultry sexy tone now, you five. He’a guest k.”

He looks at the sword in the coffee table.

Uuhh…what happened was the sword was mightier than the coffee table, Eph man. (chuckling) Barbie has been working out. Some new aerobic DVD she got for some weird ass reason. I told her to give it a shot, but she failed miserably, so I showed her what I wanted her to do with the sword and wholla!!! There you have it.”

“Sure you can pull it out of the floor if you are strong enough to do it, just like Excalibur too, Eph man. I sometimes forget my own strength.”

He chuckles waiting to see if the Eph man can pull out the sword.

Ephraim turns to JTM, looking at the Cognac "Oh, thank you very much" he takes the Glass and sips, searching for a spot where the glass is not that dirty, then resting it on the armrest of the couch.
Ephraim listens to JTM's explanation for the sword sticking out of the table, looking wary but politely nodding.
Contemplating his strength, then looking at JTM he decides against even trying and says "Oh, I think I'd rather not." Ephraim smiles weakly "Strength is not my big... ah, strength, I suppose" he offers a little grin.
Sitting down at the couch he says "Well, JTM, the reason for my visit is that I am in search for some equipment, and, maybe, someone being able to teach me how to use it.

“Not a prob Eph man. So strength isn’t your strong suit? (chuckling) Well I do combat training here too if you ever need that since the “fear of final death ban for teaching people” was lifted when Cahill took over for Mr. Dipshit.(more chuckling) You might know Mr. Dipshit as Lazarus Arch though. I just prefer calling him Mr. D. Nice guy if he aint throwing money out all over the place or having a hissy fit flinging chairs.”

He chuckles then scratches his head a bit.

“I gave you some starter cash didn’t I? Well if you’re looking for goods and wares you come to the right man What do ya need? Guns, swords, anything specific?”

He puts his finger up to him

“Hold that thought. I got just the ticket.”

He goes over to his closet door, opening it rummaging through it.

“Dammit!!! It’s got to be in here somewhere. Ah ha!!! There it is!! Sweet!!!”

JTM comes out with a finely crafted wooden Louisville Slugger baseball bat. He hands it to him.

“Here you go, Eph man. One of my personal favs. I call it the “break and stake” if you hit someone hard enough. It’s yours now. Enjoy!!! Don’t say I didn’t give you anything for FREE either, aint that right, Barbie? ”

He waits for his reaction to the gift.

“Now was there something else you wanted? Training perhaps? I can do a lot for you Eph man. Let me know k.”

Ephraim takes the baseball Bat and examines it "Ah, nice shape. Well, thank you very much, JTM! Although I'm not defenceless myself..." He takes his Cane, twists the handle and slides a thin steel blade out of the wood. "Back in my time it was just fencing, and I was rather good at that" He slides the blade back into his cane, fitting it back perfectly. "No, the reason I am here is that I believe this time it would be rather benefitial for the modern vampire to know how to use firearms. I don't like any automatic things, but a nice old gun would be nice, something fitting my appereance. And some training, maybe?"
He looks at JTM with grim eyes.

"I would love to pay you a fair price for whatever you can offer me"

He sits back down on the couch, leaning into the soft cusion, crossing his legs and drinking cognac

“Cool. Nice sword cane you got there. Thought it was. So you like to do the whole “ho ha ha turn duck dodge parry spin” thing. Do you hit yourself in the face afterwards? Watching Daffy Duck do that all the time just cracks me up.”

He goes back to the closet rummaging around for more stuff.

“Where did I put that fucking piece? There it is. (blowing sound) That’s better. Ammo’s got be around here somewhere. There it is. What else? Hmmmm….”

He comes back out the closet with a 357 Magnum Heavy pistol that he’s had passed around since he first got here (I have that item card), a box of bullets, and a gun cleaning kit.

“There ya go Eph man. The works. Put a nasty hole in some one. Now for price. Hmmmm….lets say $500 and a trivial boon for it all, and that includes lessons to use it from me too. We just have to make a junkyard stop to do that. If you aint got the cash now, up the boon to a minor. If so, I’ll call Harpy Mackenzie to get it on the books. That fair enough?”

(I’ll pm you the traits etc with what you can do with it plus teaching you firearms 1)