[center][h1]Sliver's Arrival[/h1]
Location: Rum House or Bar Manhattan New York
Interactions: People in the Rum House.  [@Almalthia][@Draku69][@Sewer Rat][@webboysurf][@jorcool][@TwilightShadow]
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[indent]A thud could be heard as a silvery clad man lands on the roof of the Rum house.  His name is James Walker but at the moment he is going by his hero or vigilante name Sliver.  Looking up seeing a silvery silky web like rope slowly disintegrating he thinks, [color=lightblue][i]'Wow how far was that?  At least it held until we got here.'[/i][/color] A voice in his head replies, [color=orange][i]'We no worry, distance irrelevent...if we fall we heal'[/i][/color] Sliver laughs to himself not responding to the voice in his head.

Sliver runs to the side of the roof and slides down the wall his body sticking to the wall as he slides or rather crawls his way down into the alley way.  Quickly looking around to see if he was clear of viewers.[/indent]

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[indent]Sliver snaps his fingers and the silver suit morphs and shifts into a black suit his head no longer covered.  Reaching he grabs his tie to tighten it even though he had no reason to other than force of habit. [color=lightblue]"Alright, looking sharp!"[/color]  He comments to himself as he gives himself a quick once over making sure his clothing completely shifted right.  The voice in his head replies, [color=orange][i]'it soft, not sharp'[/i][/color]  James laughs and says out loud talking to himself, [color=lightblue]"Not what I meant. Let's go get a drink.  Now where is my wallet..."[/color]  the voice replies, [color=orange][i]'We put it in the pocket.'[/i][/color]  James smiles and goes to the front doors and enters the Rum house.

It took James a moment to register what was happening in the bar. His instant thought was, [color=lightblue][i]'I should have just left my other suit on...'[/i][/color]    Instead of leaving like a normal person  James walks through the carnage appearing to be ignoring what happened or is happening and walks to the bar counter.  He sits on a bar stool and looks around.   James then sighs and says to nobody directly  just talking to talk, [color=lightblue]"Guessing it's closing time now...not going to get that drink now."[/color]  Speaking seemingly unfazed by the guns, and destruction that happened. If anything he seemed amused by the situation rather than a normal person who would be scared.

As for the commotion going on he sighed moves to the left and dodges a man going over the bar then says, [color=lightblue]"You have a nice fall sir?"[/color]  James pulls out a bit of money after reading whatever the prices were and put the money on the counter before grabbing a bottle of whiskey and pouring himself a shot.  The voice in his head speaks to him, [color=orange][i]"Should we do something?"[/i][/color]  James replies thinking to himself, [color=lightblue][i]'I did, I just got myself something to drink...'[/i][/color]

Watching tables fly around James didnt anything until he heard a crash and went to grab is glass  to find someone spilled his drink.  He then says out loud, [color=lightblue]"Darn my whiskey is gone..."[/color] Looking over to the guy who hopped up onto the bar and he then says [color=lightblue]"Uh I think you spilled my drink sir.  Was that Slingshot you are calling yourself?  Mind getting me a new glass you seemed to have knocked mine into the [b]FLOOR![/b]"[/color]  James speaks to the heavily armed man as if nothing was going on in the bar.  His voice even sounded like as if he actually was asking for him to get James a new drink.  Even seemingly ignoring the rest of what he said about a hideout as James didnt feel like leaving at the moment.[/indent]