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May 3, 2006 16:15:51 GMT -5
Post by Daybreak on May 3, 2006 16:15:51 GMT -5
The becoated ((is that a word?)) man took his coffee with a muffled murmur of thanks, then cast his eye on the rest of the bar patrons. He appeared to tilt his head - although it was hard to tell under the hat - and regarded them all with a manner just an edge above boredom.
Interesting crowd for a small-town tavern on a rainy day. Only one regular, it seemed. A tufted tail peeked out from under the long coat, and the man whisked it back out of sight with half a thought. He raised the coffee cup to his lips, his sleeves slipping down to reveal surprisingly slender hands sporting only four fingers - the thumb and forefinger were smooth and nail-less. On the remaining two, however, flesh uniformily gave way to bone on the last knuckle, arching upward into elegant, strong claws.
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May 3, 2006 16:33:02 GMT -5
Post by Stonestrike on May 3, 2006 16:33:02 GMT -5
Leif started off his routine. "Step 1: Show off." Leif walked over to the dart board and grabbed three darts then walked to the required distance from the dart board. He threw them in the air and caught them. He threw the first dart. Bullseye. He threw the second dart and had it land on the first dart. He then threw the third dart and it landed on the second dart. He grinned and waited for one of the ladys to come over.
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May 3, 2006 21:28:16 GMT -5
Post by Daggertooth on May 3, 2006 21:28:16 GMT -5
Rafael's expression didn't change when he saw the dagger appear and fly. But he was greatly impressed, very skillful and deadly. He turned back to Chrysanthe. "Yeah yer lucky ta come in ere. Best place in town if'n I don't say mahself. Enough rooms that they rarely fill up too. Not bad fer a small town."
Sheryl came by and brought the kettlechips and water. Rafael helped himself to one.
"So...whatcha doin travelin fer a while. ye ain't seem dressed fer it yanno." He said motioning towards her dress. "Now don't git me wrong, it's a fine perdy dress an all, jest not very travelwarthy."
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May 3, 2006 21:43:49 GMT -5
Post by Rehiro on May 3, 2006 21:43:49 GMT -5
Moss resumed to look at nothing. The world was so unfair.... the forest spirit had betrayed him yet again. Given him what he asked for, then tormented him and isolated him again. He was in a worse state then before he got to the beach.
"Nice to meet you too...." he said to nezumi "I dont see how your being unpolite..." he said to Aim.
OOC: Im having trouble getting into this guys character. There was a time when his presence wouldnt leave me even outside the RP, i'd be walking along and then he would start giving his oppinions and stuff inside my head and I would be all like "Your not a real person and this isnt an appropriate situation for you to be making comments". Now hes sunk into my unconscious and I cant get him to resurface.... how irritating.....
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Post by Zolah on May 4, 2006 1:32:44 GMT -5
" Aim held out his hand as a greeting " - Aim
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May 4, 2006 11:05:08 GMT -5
Post by Shippo_no_Neko on May 4, 2006 11:05:08 GMT -5
Nezumi was bored. She leaned back in her chair. Bunny man- Mossy-kichi wasn't talking to her. The chair slid on the wet floor. She felt herself lose her balance, but instead backlfipped off her chair, landing just as the chair hit the floor. She blushed, and began to set the chair upright. Hopefully now someone will talk to me... she thougt, smirking innerly.
(She's bored. She'll do some acrobatics now ^^ That's the kind of thing Nezumi does. She likes attention)
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May 4, 2006 18:57:10 GMT -5
Post by Rehiro on May 4, 2006 18:57:10 GMT -5
Moss took Aims hand and shook it "Moss".
OOC: Now I get it. Hes perfectly willing to give his oppinions in certain threads, but hes unwilling to talk to me in this thread because hes so angry at me for doing what I just did to him..... that makes me sound completely psycho.
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May 4, 2006 19:09:30 GMT -5
Post by Wolfy on May 4, 2006 19:09:30 GMT -5
serlina wondered away from the dartboard after getting her dagger, stretching her arms above her head. Then, she looked around the bar again, sighed, and left. Not 5 minutes after she ahd gone through the door did it swing open again, admitting a tall, skinnier-than-seemed-healthy girl. She glanced around with a barely concealed sneer, and walked up to the bar. She slid into a seat and said "Give me something strong." The barkeep looked at her curiously. "Ain't you a little young to be drinking?" he asked. The 18 year old reached foreward and grabbed his coller. Pulling him close, she snapped the fingers on her other hand and had a little flame dancing in her palm. She held it close to his face and snarled "Just give me something to drink, old man, and stay out of my face." Then, she extingushed the flame and released the man. he went and got her her drink, then went to the other side of the bar. Sipping her drink, Kendrella looked around at occupants. Those who met her eye would have been startled to see a disdane, if not outright hatred, for the world.
(post her bio in a sec...)
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May 4, 2006 19:20:28 GMT -5
Post by Daybreak on May 4, 2006 19:20:28 GMT -5
Chains observed the activity, and a low chuckle escaped from under his hat brim. He had forgotten how amusing people were. He drank deeply from his mug, the coffee putting him in a rather mellow mood, as it usually did.
...Man, he loved coffee.
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May 4, 2006 20:22:14 GMT -5
Post by Daggertooth on May 4, 2006 20:22:14 GMT -5
Rafael looked up at the display of the new girl and frowned. Why the heck did the Barkeep never defend himself. This always happens, some lowlife punk comes in thinking thier greater than the dirt they'll be burried under and tries to bully their way to what they want. She looked young and was female to boot, but that wern't no excuse. Besides, these blokes see the barkeeps a pushover there'll be alot more heads to break before they see otherwise. He sighed, "Fergive me miss Chrysanthe," He said standing, "I'm gonna have ta deal with this fer a sec. I'll be back right soon I tell ya." He went over to the new girl thinking all he would have to do was intimidate her. "Excuse me miss," he said standing to his full height with his arms folded and his brow furrowed, "that ain't the kinda behavier apreciated in ere. I think you owe the keep an apology." (((OOC: Why does it feel like I'm dealing with Firestarter?)))
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May 4, 2006 20:28:21 GMT -5
Post by Wolfy on May 4, 2006 20:28:21 GMT -5
(Because you kinda are)
Kendrella instantly created a firewall between her and the man. "Don't presume to tell me what to do, human," she hissed, glaring at him. "Leave me alone. You don't know what you're dealing with," she continued, standing. her firewalll raced and inclosed her in a bubble of flames.
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May 4, 2006 20:34:04 GMT -5
Post by Daybreak on May 4, 2006 20:34:04 GMT -5
Chains moved with a confused rattle of metal. He stood, his hand outstretched towards the shield, his voice and manner mild. But there was power to back up his words - boy, there was power.
"Stand down, fire-child. Bars are for talking and watching, not for fighting. The outdoors is open for you, if you think your flames can brave the downpour." He was going to be quite upset if the girl-child upset his relaxation time. With his coffee. Mmmm.
((CHAINS! Shut up about the coffee! Erm, he's really not that obsessed with coffee, folks. He's just trying to annoy me. I hate coffee XP.
Chains: Not everything's about you, scamp.
Daybreak: Oh, bleh.))
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May 4, 2006 20:40:43 GMT -5
Post by Daggertooth on May 4, 2006 20:40:43 GMT -5
Rafael didn't flinch, he just continued staring down. I hate magic users He thought as his frown deepened "Yer right, I dun know what I'm dealin with. But that don't excuse yer actions gaist this keep ere. Ye act civil an ye git what ya want kay. No need fer this magic er agression or nuthin. You hear me?"
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May 4, 2006 21:38:57 GMT -5
Post by Wolfy on May 4, 2006 21:38:57 GMT -5
Kendrella's eye flashed with sheer terror for a second as she scrambled away from the males. "Keep away from me," she cried out, her voice shaking with fear. Her fire bubble disintegrated, without her concentration to keep it up. Kendrella moved as far away from the men as she could, backing into the wall. she was breathing rapidly, her eye searching for a safe place frantically. Tendrils of flame started at her feet, burning into the wood. Flame also outlined her form against the wall, also eating into the wood, aching to race away and burn the one that hurt its mistress.
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May 4, 2006 22:01:06 GMT -5
Post by Daggertooth on May 4, 2006 22:01:06 GMT -5
Rafael Sighed, "Listen, I didna mean ta scare ya. Yer jest not behavin proper like, this's a civilized place. No need ta be rude yanno. ere, tell ya what. I'm sittin over thar by that there lady, got water an kettlechips fer ya if'n ya want sum. ah can even gitcha somethin else If'n ya want. Whadaya say?" (((OCC: Third post of the morning. )))
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May 4, 2006 22:02:53 GMT -5
Post by Wolfy on May 4, 2006 22:02:53 GMT -5
(OOC:I wish it was more like...five posts a day, instead of three... )
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magicklorelai
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"Who told the wall to jump me!?"
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Slow RP
May 4, 2006 22:13:28 GMT -5
Post by magicklorelai on May 4, 2006 22:13:28 GMT -5
Chrysanthe had once again hesitated in answering, not sure how she could explain what she was doing in a nice gown while travelling...it wasn't as if she had planned to make the journey, after all, but it was rather forced on her. Her lips parted, she breathed in, ready to give at least part of her explaination to this stranger who seemed friendly enough, when the fiery young woman had interrupted all the going-ons. Chrysanthe sealed her mouth again and politely looked away, not wanting to get involved...but this girl was starting to get scared...and using her fire as a means to defend herself.
As this apparently pyrokinetic young woman was backed into a corner, Chrysanthe stood and, without advancing aggressively, approached, hands raised in a defensive stance. "Ma'am, please calm down....you're not in any danger here..." Her voice had taken on a lilting, soothing tone, like a mother comforting their child. "I promise you, no harm will come to you as long as you simply calm yourself." A sincere smile touched not just her lips, but those expressive green eyes, which(at the right angle) appeared to glow with the light from the fire...or was the fire really the cause?
...Still, she trembled. If she got too close...fire was a very bad thing for her. VERY bad. Very VERY very bad. The heat alone would likely wither her skin.
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Post by Wolfy on May 5, 2006 7:57:49 GMT -5
Kendrella trembled with fury now. How dare they! Treat me like...like...like I'm a child! I've been through more stuff than they can even imagine! she thought to herself furiously. The tiny flames that had outlined her roared and grew. No...no, I have to keep calm...calm... she thought to herself again. She shut her eye and placed one hand on the ruby on her choker and started muttering to herself under her breath, a slow, soothing mantra. The flames returned to their tiny outline, and Kendrella turned her back on the strangers. And small flame sheild appeared behind her, keeeping them from attacking her. She held out her hand, the flames that had outlined her leaped into it, and were instantly extinguished. Then, she took a deep breath and turned back around. The flame sheild disappeared, and Kendrella was back to normal, glaring at the people in front of her. "I don't need charity," she growled. "And I don't eat with strange people. Leave me alone."
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May 5, 2006 14:54:27 GMT -5
Post by Shippo_no_Neko on May 5, 2006 14:54:27 GMT -5
Nezumi was bored. Again. She decided to steal. She couldn't help being a kleptomaniac! And if she got caught, she could always bluff her way out of it. She noticed Rafael. Hmm... I'll do it. Pickpocketing always has been one of my best skills. That... And lying.She pretended to walk towards the door, after giving the bartender her milk cup and a coin. She walked past rafael, her hand snaking into his back pocket. (He wouldn't feel a thing unless he is very alert) She then pretended to take an odd intrest in the wanted poters by the door, slipping his money-bag into one of her many pockets. She laughed silently. Success!
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May 5, 2006 15:19:24 GMT -5
Post by Daybreak on May 5, 2006 15:19:24 GMT -5
Chains lowered his hand and backed up, tilting his hat backwards. As the shadow left him, his features were revealed. He had a flat face with chiseled features. At a glance, he might have been human. At a very, very quick glance. His long nose protuded too far from his face and was curved under like an animal's. A deep scar cut a groove across the bridge of his nose, and it seemed to be held together by stitches. His yellow eyes were sharp and intelligent, and they both seemed functional, despite the missing eyelid of the left. And then there were the ears. They stuck out where a normal human's ears would be, but they were oversized. He had twisted them around and pinned them shut with barbell piercings.
Three pink tongue-tips darted out to lick his lips. "It is not often I frighten one who has not seen my face. I apologize." His voice was smooth, different than the abrupt bark he had used earlier. He backed up and pulled the hat down again, but didn't sit.
He was quite interested in her reaction.
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May 5, 2006 20:06:20 GMT -5
Post by Daggertooth on May 5, 2006 20:06:20 GMT -5
(((Hah! Rafael is actualy the most alert person around! Arn't you Rafael....Rafael? *snap snap* Rafael! Rafael: Hmmm? Me: -_- nevermind.))) Hmmm, she goes from confrontational, to scared to death to being pissed off. Whats up with this kid. He thought. "Listen Kid," Rafael said, taking a step back to show he meant no harm, "I didna...*bump*" as he accidently stepped back into Nezumi, he turned his head and glanced at her, "beggin yer pardon miss," He said, Tipping his hat and straitening, then turned back to the firestarter. "Allright, I ain't tryin ta force yer hand or nuthin. But ya can't go round bullyin fer anythin ya want. Not in dis town an specialy not ere. I'll leave ya alone an not offer ya anythin but ya can't go ruffin up my barkeep kay. Ya stay civil an ya ain't got nuthin ta worry about, but I ain't tolleratin that kinda behavior in this here upstandin tavern." He hoped he pounded that point enough to get the kid to behave. ((OOC: Shippo, Theres enough Coinage in there for Four good solid meals, several drinks, and two nights in the tavern....Or one bad day sitting at the poker table. I'd guestimate a good $150 in USD worth. ))
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May 5, 2006 20:10:39 GMT -5
Post by Wolfy on May 5, 2006 20:10:39 GMT -5
"First off, I am not a kid. My name is Kendrella. Secondly, I was civil. Civil doesn't get results," she said softly. She raised one bony hand and brushed back her hair, revealing her scarred face and dead eye. "i was civil. For 15 years, I was civil. and because of that...I was tortured," she said, bristling. She payed no attention to Chains. His appearence didn't particularly surprise her. Then, she rolled her left sleeve up and revealed her scarred arms. "Civil doesn't get results," she said again, glaring.
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May 5, 2006 20:55:20 GMT -5
Post by Daybreak on May 5, 2006 20:55:20 GMT -5
Chains grunted and resumed his normal stance. His gazed passed around the room and settled on Nezumi. He cocked his head at her, his expression unreadable, but he definately looked like he knew something.
Strange group to be attracted to a bar, he mused. Himself included. He waved a hand at the girl, again setting off the rattle of metal. "There is a time for 'civil' and a time for 'barbaric.' abandoning one will have similarly negative results."
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May 5, 2006 21:57:39 GMT -5
Post by Wolfy on May 5, 2006 21:57:39 GMT -5
(*waiting for dagger* )
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magicklorelai
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May 5, 2006 22:26:15 GMT -5
Post by magicklorelai on May 5, 2006 22:26:15 GMT -5
Chrysanthe was extremely taken aback by the curt behavior of this woman who, not moments before, had threatened several people for reasons she couldn't understand beyond paranoia. Her hands had fallen to her sides, clenching a bit. She watched Nezumi and her little bump, arched an eyebrow, and lightly tapped Rafael on the shoulder. "...You might want to make sure that girl didn't just take something from you...I've had that kind of 'bump' happen to me before..." from there, she walked over to the apparently ill-tempered young lady. She finally allowed a frown to show on her face, which seemed awfully out of place.
"Now listen here, miss. I am sorry you have been through a hard experience, but beyond being civil or direct, you threatened many lives in here because you were scared. I care not if you detest me, but brandishing fire and threatening lives is not acceptable behavior. It will not get you what you want, it will, at the very least, get you lynched in several places. I'm sure you don't want that."
She leaned in a little closer, allowing a bit more bite to creep into her words, "...and as for not wanting to be civil anymore...that's a damn shame....because although you are not the only one in this bar who has endured heartache and betrayal to such an extreme extent, you are the only one who carries herself so poorly for it."
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May 5, 2006 22:59:18 GMT -5
Post by Daggertooth on May 5, 2006 22:59:18 GMT -5
"Well Kendrella, the results of not bein civil here gotcha three folks standin up and askin fer better behavier." He said trying to reason with her. "here ya ain't gonna git results fer bad behavier okay. It's jest not gonna...erm?" He looked at Chrysanthe then turned around checking his pockets. His eyes narrowed dangerously when he realized his money was gone. "mah money" He muttered, instantly locked his eyes on Nezumi. "Ya best be givin that back if'n you know whats good fer ya."
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May 5, 2006 23:07:30 GMT -5
Post by Wolfy on May 5, 2006 23:07:30 GMT -5
Kendrella backed away from Chrysanthe and turned to the blackened outline on the wall. She traced it with one finger. "...this...was an accident..." she said softly, her voice sad. Then she sighed and turned back, defeated. "Please...just leave me alone..." she whispered, leaning against the wall and sinking to the floor. "Betrayed? Oh yes...mother was kind...she never hurt anyone. she helped the town that made her an outcast. And then, when she died...no...when she was murdered...the people she had dedicated her life to just watched. And they sold me into slavery," she whispered to herself, her head on her arms, which were resting on her knees. she looked incredibly young and vulnerable right now.
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magicklorelai
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May 5, 2006 23:17:11 GMT -5
Post by magicklorelai on May 5, 2006 23:17:11 GMT -5
Chrysanthe, surprised at the sudden vulnerability, sighed and let go of her frustration. She'd made her point, and in all truth, she identified with Kendrella's situation...at least a little bit. She kneeled into a seated position, the skirt of the gown fluffing out a bit around her. Sadness darkened her eyes to an emerald. "...I am...sorry...for what you have been through...My father was taken from me in a similar fashion...my life, my home, everything I held dear." Well, there was Rafael's explaination as to what she was doing wandering about. "I only escaped from a similar fate because of an accident, much like...this..." she indicated the burn marks on the wall. "...Only, it's not fire. I'm not telling you this for any reason except to let you know that you're not alone, and don't have to be afraid." She smiled weakly. "I'm not."
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Post by Wolfy on May 6, 2006 1:03:42 GMT -5
Kendrella suddenly started laughing histerically. "Afraid? no, I'm not afraid. not of them. They are all...dead. Burned to death. I killed them all. The boys who tortured me, the man who allowed it...the ones who sold me to the man...burned...the town that abandoned me, that killed my mother...destroyed, burned to ashes...the day the seal on my powers broke..." she said in a matter-of-fact voice. She looked at Chrysanthe, the spark of madness in her eye quickly extinguished. "However...I only burned the ones who destroyed my life...the ones who killed my mother. I killed no children...no women...not even all of the males...though I wanted to...oh how I wanted to...but...I am not a coldhearted murder...no matter what you might think," she continued softly, staring at Chrysanthe.
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Post by Shippo_no_Neko on May 6, 2006 7:59:19 GMT -5
Nezumi slumped. Looking at Chrysanthe, she muttered, "Had to get me caught."
She handed the purse back to the man, and aapologized. "I'm sorry. I have a bit of a kleptomaniac problem. I'm sorry. Maybe next time I should take something less valuble. Sorry mister." She slouched. She had been caught! What a downer!
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