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[Feingo Ferinton]

(This RP is open to anyone, so if you like what you read, by all means..)

The small tavern of Bon Bon was quiet that night. Most of the townsfolk were out enjoying the other "pleasures" the town had to offer. The bar was not empty, however. One occupant sat on a bar stool, a shot glass in one hand, and a half empty bottle of absinth in the other. He was a large, muscular white wolf, sporting a military officers uniform from the French Foreign Legion, the medals perfectly aligned and clean. His white hair hung straight end even at his shoulders. He was a young man, appearing almost too young to be sporting such dress. His thoughts were racing as he stared down at the bar. He took another shot of the burning liquid as he tried to silence the words in his head, but it was no use. He could still hear them. All those boys, some of which he was barely older than, they were still screaming to him, crying in pain as they lay dieing, and it was his fault. He had done this to them. He took another shot, the wide scar across his right eye turning red as a tear of true inner pain fell from his eye.
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[Corran]

As Corran leaves the fire station, he sighs glad to be off duty. It has been a busy last few weeks considering the lack of rain. Luckily only brush fires so far. As the Dalmation makes his way up the main road towards the middle of town, he runs a paw over the fur on his head. "Where to go tonight?" he wonders. He smiles, thinking of the delight castle and the fun that could be had. Shaking his head and chuckling to himself he decides on a quieter evening. His tall, lean figure help him find his way past the other late night traffic. Heading down a side street Corran strolls towards one of the smaller taverns in Bon Bon. As he pushes open the door he notices that the place is almost deserted. As he makes his way up to the bar and pulls out a stool Corran shoots a quick glance at the large wolf sitting a few stools down.
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[Feingo Ferinton]

The white wolf hadn't paid much attention to the sound of the newcommer entering the bar, even though the door was noisey as hell. His thoughts were still racing with the memories of his fallen commrads. He didn't snap out of it until he noticed the dalmation take a seat a few stools down from him out of his periff'. Taking another long shot, then wipeing his eyes in an attempt to hide what he was feeling, he raised his voice to catch the attention of the barkeep in the next room.

"Hey Tommy, you got a new guy!" He gave the dalmation a quick glance in return, noticing a small amount of soot on his muzzle. "He looks thirsty."

Out from the back room emerged a rather lanky looking man, cleaning a beer mug as he walked over to were the dalmation sat. "'Evening sir. What'll it be for ya then?"
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[Corran]

"I'll have a beer." As the bartender pours his drink Corran nods to the military officer down the bar. He notices that the wolf has put away half of a bottle of Absinth. Corran shudders remembering the first and last time he had tried Absinth. Waking up in a ditch on the other side of town wasn't one of his fondest memories. "You might want to take it easy with that stuff my friend" he warns. "If you're not careful you might end up in the hospital."
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[Feingo Ferinton]

The wolf takes yet another shot, but appears to be quite sobre. He can't help but let out a small laugh to the dalmations comment, and turns the seat of his stool to face him.

"Brother, with the things guys like yourself and I see and have seen, I would think a hospital bed would be the least of our worries." He chuckles a little more to himself, then raises his hand in a gesture towards his nose. "It appears you brought a bit of your work with you chief. Or is that just another of your spots?"
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[Corran]

Corran rubs his face "Thanks. Even I can't tell sometimes." He laughs and takes a long drink from his beer. Tapping his mug for a refill he motions towards the other's face "At least my work wipes off. Where did you pick that up?"
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[Feingo Ferinton]

The smile he had been sporting a moment ago faded slightly to this question. He turned his attention back to his shot glass for a short moment. He hated it when people asked him about his face, for it brought back so many memories. But, perhapse, it could be that the only way to stop such questions would be to make things known. But surely this fellow didn't want to hear old war stories, he would simply answer descretely and see where things progressed from there.

The smile slowly returning to his face, he returned his attention back to the other gentleman.

"Lets just say that someone didn't like what I had to say and had their own methods for shutting me up." He chuckled to himself, happy with his answer.

"But anyway. The names Feingo." He reached out in the friendly gesture of a hand shake to the dalmation.
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[Corran]

Instantly he regrets bringing it up. The officers face shows a quick flash of pain. Wanting to apologize but hoping to avoid any further conversation on the matter Corran returns the handshake firmly "My names Corran. Glad to meet you Feingo." Thankfully the wolf seems to relax. "So, how long have you been in town?" he asks the larger canine.
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[Feingo Ferinton]

"Not long, a little over two months I think." He non-chalantley pushed his shot glass further away from himself, deciding he probably wouldn't be needing it again for a while.

"Several... unfortunate happenings caused me to leave the U.S and retreat here. Truth be told, I wasn't really sure just where I was going until I overheard an... interesting story on the boat over." He chuckled lightly as he recalled that very peculiar, yet convincing tale he had heard completely on accident.

"So how about you? You a native to these parts?"
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[Corran]

"Yup, i've lived here all of my life." The dalmation shrugs "I never had any reason to travel." Drinking from his mug Corran notices a few more people enter the bar. Looking out of the corner of his eye he can't make out if any of the newcomers are anyone he knows.
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[Feingo Ferinton]

"I suppose that's a fortunate thing." The wolf said with a smile. He heard the door to the bar open and noticed a few more costomers walk in, but paid little attention to them for a moment.

"Of course, then again, I suppose it wouldn't be looked on as fortunate to some. I mean, even with all the 'pleasures' to soak up around here, it would still be nice to see what there is of the rest of the world someday, I would think."
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Feingo's story:
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