Ground Floor, Bar Room & Stage

Ryan Battlestrider wrote:

Saufaa Fuforokeru wrote:

Ryan Battlestrider wrote:Ryan sat at the corner of the bar, finishing a double shot of whiskey on the rocks, when the two women started fighting. Considering the new 'ownership' and its ludicrous new 'rules' he couldn't help but agree with the sentiment of the bear girl, but at the same time... the fox owned the place now, it was her decision to make the business flop. "Ughhh..." He sighed, finishing his shot, before standing up and turning to the pair. "She means play her in a game of chance, not a fight." He says to the bear girl in passing, as he headed out of the joint and into Danton's afternoon air. He was waiting for a new job to beam in while he was in the city, not there would be much work in a town evacuating. He slipped his hand into his trouser's pocket and whistled as he ventured into the Danton City streets.  

Saufaa Fuforokeru walked her way down the main road of Danton City, heading over to one of the few pubs, the most important one with the city's namesake. She was a tall, muscular, dare we say 'thiccular' Neko, with a Junoesque body, large breasts, wide child bearing hips, and a highly muscular frame. She had grey hair, scantly clad clothes with an eyepatch and a large sword hanging off her hip, as well as a large curved knife hanging above her ass. She had a bag around one shoulder, giving off the idea she was travelling on foot for a while.

As soon as she arrived at her destination however, she almost bumped into a young human man. He looked a little peeved. She raised a brow, and then turned to the commotion inside. "...What the hell's going on in there?" She asked.

Ryan paused as the distinctively tall Neko appeared before him, slightly startling him in the process. Huh... didn't know they come in that size... He thought, admiring her height and muscular physique. She was definitely a well seasoned warrior from a glance, and she was around his height, perhaps just a smidgen taller. Glancing her over for a moment, he first responds with a shrug. "If you're lookin' for a place to drink, may wanna try someplace else like me. The 'new management' wants to close it up, save for those who can beat her in a game of chance. Worse yet, she's a kitsune so... you don't know what kind of mischief she's scheming." Ryan explains, continuing past her.  

Saufaa blinked at this revelation, glancing from him to the bar. "Didn't realize the Pub was on hard times... granted, there is a supposed influx of demons which are supposedly arriving on the horizon." She mentioned, before her ears twitched from the sound of his voice indicating he was going to leave. Now she wasn't the most sociable individual, but it had been some time since she had some company, someone to talk to.



She half turned to him. "You said you were going to try another bar, right? I know another place that isn't too far, but it may be a little seedier, but because of that fact I would say its likely still in business." She offered. "If you don't mind talking to a stranger for a while a well." She grinned.



He was about her height, she noticed, and seemed to carry himself well. He's military... likely ex... can tell by the way he walks. She mentally noted.

Saufaa Fuforokeru wrote:

Ryan Battlestrider wrote:

Saufaa Fuforokeru wrote:

Ryan Battlestrider wrote:Ryan sat at the corner of the bar, finishing a double shot of whiskey on the rocks, when the two women started fighting. Considering the new 'ownership' and its ludicrous new 'rules' he couldn't help but agree with the sentiment of the bear girl, but at the same time... the fox owned the place now, it was her decision to make the business flop. "Ughhh..." He sighed, finishing his shot, before standing up and turning to the pair. "She means play her in a game of chance, not a fight." He says to the bear girl in passing, as he headed out of the joint and into Danton's afternoon air. He was waiting for a new job to beam in while he was in the city, not there would be much work in a town evacuating. He slipped his hand into his trouser's pocket and whistled as he ventured into the Danton City streets.  

Saufaa Fuforokeru walked her way down the main road of Danton City, heading over to one of the few pubs, the most important one with the city's namesake. She was a tall, muscular, dare we say 'thiccular' Neko, with a Junoesque body, large breasts, wide child bearing hips, and a highly muscular frame. She had grey hair, scantly clad clothes with an eyepatch and a large sword hanging off her hip, as well as a large curved knife hanging above her ass. She had a bag around one shoulder, giving off the idea she was travelling on foot for a while.

As soon as she arrived at her destination however, she almost bumped into a young human man. He looked a little peeved. She raised a brow, and then turned to the commotion inside. "...What the hell's going on in there?" She asked.

Ryan paused as the distinctively tall Neko appeared before him, slightly startling him in the process. Huh... didn't know they come in that size... He thought, admiring her height and muscular physique. She was definitely a well seasoned warrior from a glance, and she was around his height, perhaps just a smidgen taller. Glancing her over for a moment, he first responds with a shrug. "If you're lookin' for a place to drink, may wanna try someplace else like me. The 'new management' wants to close it up, save for those who can beat her in a game of chance. Worse yet, she's a kitsune so... you don't know what kind of mischief she's scheming." Ryan explains, continuing past her.  

Saufaa blinked at this revelation, glancing from him to the bar. "Didn't realize the Pub was on hard times... granted, there is a supposed influx of demons which are supposedly arriving on the horizon." She mentioned, before her ears twitched from the sound of his voice indicating he was going to leave. Now she wasn't the most sociable individual, but it had been some time since she had some company, someone to talk to.



She half turned to him. "You said you were going to try another bar, right? I know another place that isn't too far, but it may be a little seedier, but because of that fact I would say its likely still in business." She offered. "If you don't mind talking to a stranger for a while a well." She grinned.



He was about her height, she noticed, and seemed to carry himself well. He's military... likely ex... can tell by the way he walks. She mentally noted.

"Yeah I heard about them too... doubt'll be that bad with the Gunslingers in the area." Ryan replies, continuing forth, about to wave when he paused, half turning to her in turn when she made her offer. He wasn't much of a sociable person either... but how often does one get a chance to drink with such a unique Nekomimi and well seasoned traveler? Judging from the multiple scars across her body, he could tell she had seen things. Not in the mood to swap war stories, but it could be a nice change. "I can handle seedy, if you can handle a boring companion for that while." he smirked.

"Boring's good, I don't mind boring, I need boring." She playfully answered, turning fully to him now and then began to walk. "Name's Saufaa." The Neko replied, and bowed forwards a little, her... generous assets hung and bounced behind their simple crimson binding:



"...and you don't look all that boring to me." Saufaa giggled, raising her jiggly torso once more and then nodded to the direction of another road. "Its this way." She purred, adjusting the camping bag on her shoulder before leading the way ahead of him.

Saufaa Fuforokeru wrote:"Boring's good, I don't mind boring, I need boring." She playfully answered, turning fully to him now and then began to walk. "Name's Saufaa." The Neko replied, and bowed forwards a little, her... generous assets hung and bounced behind their simple crimson binding:



"...and you don't look all that boring to me." Saufaa giggled, raising her jiggly torso once more and then nodded to the direction of another road. "Its this way." She purred, adjusting the camping bag on her shoulder before leading the way ahead of him.

He raised a brow at her apparent interest or need for company, and... couldn't help but look at her impressive ballistics she was showing off to him in her attractive, flirtatious movements. He looked away from her with a grin on his face. "Looks can be deceiving." Ryan comments, following Saufaa and observed the Nekomimi's swaying tail. "Ryan." he answered, pulling his gaze from her swaying tail and hips and then to the street they were heading down.

(after you )

Ryan Battlestrider wrote:

Saufaa Fuforokeru wrote:"Boring's good, I don't mind boring, I need boring." She playfully answered, turning fully to him now and then began to walk. "Name's Saufaa." The Neko replied, and bowed forwards a little, her... generous assets hung and bounced behind their simple crimson binding:



"...and you don't look all that boring to me." Saufaa giggled, raising her jiggly torso once more and then nodded to the direction of another road. "Its this way." She purred, adjusting the camping bag on her shoulder before leading the way ahead of him.

He raised a brow at her apparent interest or need for company, and... couldn't help but look at her impressive ballistics she was showing off to him in her attractive, flirtatious movements. He looked away from her with a grin on his face. "Looks can be deceiving." Ryan comments, following Saufaa and observed the Nekomimi's swaying tail. "Ryan." he answered, pulling his gaze from her swaying tail and hips and then to the street they were heading down.

(after you )

"Hahaha, nothing gets past my 'eye' kid." Saufaa, amused, her tone attractive and flirty. She lead Ryan down a set of stairs leading down to the parts of town beneath the large bridge/street Danton was known for.

(to here)

Cl-clink~



The sound of ice clinking in the double shot glass drew the woman's beautiful, large, reddish eyes to the amber fluid swishing around within. It was cold, it was wet and the smell of whiskey was bold and sour in the air. It had a caramel color to its scent, something most others didn't pick up on, but she was different.  



The woman glanced over her shoulder, the unlit cigarette in her mouth hanging loosely from her plush, and easily kissable lips. She was tall but not gangly, in truth she had some meat on her bones! She had a perfect hour glass figure, and her large DDs which bounced subtly with every breath she took combined with the well rounded and plush cheeks of her bum hanging off the stool when she shifted around in her seat complimented said figure perfectly. Not over or under doing it.

Her long, slender legs draped down, her toes touching the floor as she swirled the ball of ice dropped in her double shot of Leprechaun made whiskey, pulling off the apple slice used for a garnish. She wasn't some tooti-fruiti who went to the local pub to hang out with the sorry sods that populated the once popular watering hole. She was there for the purpose of getting hammered. Drunk as a doornail. That sorta thing. Why? Because she was waiting for her other bandmates to get there. No sign of Frankie... I thought that was her by the ponytail, damn... She sighed, referring to one of her comrades, Francine 'Frankie' Kimkaze. She was a bouncy red head who was backup vocals and guitar. Luna should be here too... Maybe she got lost on the way with Yuki? I wouldn't put it past them... She sighed. Kimiko 'Luna' Odawari and Shirayuki 'Yuki' Strangesky were her other bandmates; the lead guitarist and percussion/keyboardist respectively. Together, with herself, Raine Mistweaver, the lead vocalist, they formed the band 'Sharkubus', a battle bard band whose name came from 'Shark' and 'Succubus', something a guy friend of Raine's suggested to her when she was trying to come up with a name given how she fucked like a succubus but her shark like teeth made doing her scary business! Or something. He was pretty happy to get down with her whenever she stopped by, so her shark-like teeth couldn't be TOO distracting or terrifying to look at!

She sighed, crossing those long slender legs, swirling the ice in her glass as she forced her head away, not caring to draw any particular crowd to her. Her short hair's bangs draped over her eyes as she leaned over the counter at the bar. "Ugh..." she sighed again, impatiently. She pulled her unlit cigarette out from her lips and took long sip of the whiskey, letting the intense feeling 'woosh' over her, clearing her mind somewhat. "Hahh..." she gasped, setting the glass roughly down on the wooden counter, checking her phone. No new or missed messages. Dammit... Raine groaned internally at this, her growing neuroticism and impatience was undeniable and clearly visible to any and all who stared at the lovely woman in black. If her shiny, skin tight spandex bell bottom pants didn't draw someone in, there were plenty of other reasons.

She fumbled with her cigarette lighter, dragging the glass ice tray with her free hand as she propped the cig in her mouth with her lips, making a slight face whilst doing so. Spark after spark, the windproof lighter failed to ignite, forcing her to use both hands. "Gods..dammit..." she mumbled to herself just loud enough to be heard; the cig bouncing up and down as she spoke. Her voice attractive and slightly raspy, but playful and sexy. Her lidded dark gaze fell upon the end of her cigarette, making those who saw her go cross eyed in contrast to her obviously sultry appearance perhaps fall in love with her at first sight~

Having grown bored of the prospect of trying to get Keke (here), to head back to the GFL, before he even got to her shop, the half Leprechaun made a point to 'split himself' into two halves. One to enjoy the comforts of Keke's company (or grow bored), whilst the other wandered about the town to fulfil the relative lack of enjoyment they each had at the present moment.



While he was walking to the world famous pub, the Danton City pub, he tried to alleviate said boredom by tossing about his 'YoYo' in ways that he had been taught by one of his mentors, and kinda a big brother, father, eh... grandfather figure. Depended on what 'suit' he wore for the evening. Or day. Either way, the 'old man' as he called him colloquially was what you could call an 'eccentric' when it came to such toys. He learned much from hanging out with him, given how often his mom was away. In fact, he hadn't a clue where his mom was currently...

All manner of thought left his mind as soon as he entered the saloon like doors of the large tavern and inn:

Raine Mistweaver wrote:Cl-clink~



The sound of ice clinking in the double shot glass drew the woman's beautiful, large, reddish eyes to the amber fluid swishing around within. It was cold, it was wet and the smell of whiskey was bold and sour in the air. It had a caramel color to its scent, something most others didn't pick up on, but she was different.  



The woman glanced over her shoulder, the unlit cigarette in her mouth hanging loosely from her plush, and easily kissable lips. She was tall but not gangly, in truth she had some meat on her bones! She had a perfect hour glass figure, and her large DDs which bounced subtly with every breath she took combined with the well rounded and plush cheeks of her bum hanging off the stool when she shifted around in her seat complimented said figure perfectly. Not over or under doing it.

Her long, slender legs draped down, her toes touching the floor as she swirled the ball of ice dropped in her double shot of Leprechaun made whiskey, pulling off the apple slice used for a garnish. She wasn't some tooti-fruiti who went to the local pub to hang out with the sorry sods that populated the once popular watering hole. She was there for the purpose of getting hammered. Drunk as a doornail. That sorta thing. Why? Because she was waiting for her other bandmates to get there. No sign of Frankie... I thought that was her by the ponytail, damn... She sighed, referring to one of her comrades, Francine 'Frankie' Kimkaze. She was a bouncy red head who was backup vocals and guitar. Luna should be here too... Maybe she got lost on the way with Yuki? I wouldn't put it past them... She sighed. Kimiko 'Luna' Odawari and Shirayuki 'Yuki' Strangesky were her other bandmates; the lead guitarist and percussion/keyboardist respectively. Together, with herself, Raine Mistweaver, the lead vocalist, they formed the band 'Sharkubus', a battle bard band whose name came from 'Shark' and 'Succubus', something a guy friend of Raine's suggested to her when she was trying to come up with a name given how she fucked like a succubus but her shark like teeth made doing her scary business! Or something. He was pretty happy to get down with her whenever she stopped by, so her shark-like teeth couldn't be TOO distracting or terrifying to look at!

She sighed, crossing those long slender legs, swirling the ice in her glass as she forced her head away, not caring to draw any particular crowd to her. Her short hair's bangs draped over her eyes as she leaned over the counter at the bar. "Ugh..." she sighed again, impatiently. She pulled her unlit cigarette out from her lips and took long sip of the whiskey, letting the intense feeling 'woosh' over her, clearing her mind somewhat. "Hahh..." she gasped, setting the glass roughly down on the wooden counter, checking her phone. No new or missed messages. Dammit... Raine groaned internally at this, her growing neuroticism and impatience was undeniable and clearly visible to any and all who stared at the lovely woman in black. If her shiny, skin tight spandex bell bottom pants didn't draw someone in, there were plenty of other reasons.

He didn't even realize his head had turned to her, till he felt the wooden object he was swinging hit his head and he softly said: "Ow."

The young woman sitting at the bar was looking around anxiously, her pretty large eyes glancing around for someone in particular as she sat in such a manner that she could likely be enjoyed sitting at any angle in the tavern. It looked rather slow, and he heard the newest manager after the sexy maid retired... or vanished? wanted to close it up for good and turn it into a gambling hall. That could explain why no one sat beside her, as there were too few bodies about to actually do so. It could also mean-

I am staring... way too long. He told himself, feeling eyes on him as he still stood there in front of the door with his 'child's plaything' dangling from the long length of cord.



Blaine sighed, flicking his wrist with one hand aggressively, he thrusts his hood back over his head with the other. The yoyo snapped back to his palm, and he stowed it away in his pants while his other hand joined the other pocket.



Dammit... I think I topped my second highest score too. I wonder if Lucy really has something for me if I can beat his record? I doubt it... but, eh, why not do it just to prove I can, right? He asked himself, and his other self, left hanging at Keke's shop. I owe ya buddy, hang in there champ! He told himself, as he wandered his way up to the bar to get a drink for himself, and... check out the lovely beacon of raven-blue haired beauty.

"I'll have the same as her." spoke Blaine as he tapped the counter beside the woman, drawing her attention to him in case she hadn't noticed him, whilst also setting the money down for his glass and alerting the bar tender that he was thirsty and ready to order.

Raine Mistweaver wrote:She fumbled with her cigarette lighter, dragging the glass ice tray with her free hand as she propped the cig in her mouth with her lips, making a slight face whilst doing so. Spark after spark, the windproof lighter failed to ignite, forcing her to use both hands. "Gods..dammit..." she mumbled to herself just loud enough to be heard; the cig bouncing up and down as she spoke. Her voice attractive and slightly raspy, but playful and sexy. Her lidded dark gaze fell upon the end of her cigarette, making those who saw her go cross eyed in contrast to her obviously sultry appearance perhaps fall in love with her at first sight~

He glanced over to her as he waited for his drink, his green, somewhat cat-like eyes taking in her visage fully now as he saw her up close and in person. He leaned over the counter with his right hand on his chin as he felt his body seize up from seeing something so ridiculous and lovely all at once as her face was that moment! Those lovely garnets crossed in a silly, stupid manner; her duck-like mouth as the cig protruding from her lips bobbed erratically as she fumbled with her lighter!


Hnnng... I think this is what 'love at first sight' feels like! Ouch, man... it hurts! Gods damn it now my stomach feels so hollow I feel hungry!! Dammit, this hurts more than I thought it would! Blaine thought, closing his eyes as he fumbled through his pocket.


"Here..." He said, lighting up her cig with his working lighter, his hand sorta just pushing her hands out of the way from the side; the flame burning the end of her cigarette.



He pulled down his hood, and blinked his large greenish eyes at her. "You were looking like a fish out of water there. Sorry about that." Blaine began, and glanced to where he placed his money for a drink, and noticed her apple slice garnish set upon a napkin. Swiftly, he grabbed it, and tossed it into his mouth. By the spirits, sustenance! He thought as he chewed the apple, leaning his back on the bar as he tasted it. "Hrmp... you shoulda kept the apple in the glash." he said, mouth somewhat full, but careful not to splatter her as he talked, that'd have been rude. "...green applesh... make the mosht of the Leprechaun's whiskey...lotsha... flavour." he explained, diverting his eyes from her back, and her beauty mark on her lower shoulder blade as he swallowed.

Raine continued in vain to light her cigarette, ignoring everyone as she thought about the others, even the rapping of the counter. Where the hell are they? Frankie, Yuki and Luna shoulda been here by now... where are they? Did they get caught up in another train station and have to come via airship? If not, why aren't they answering their phones? Did any of them get lost or hurt? Did I even tell them the name of the bar we're supposed to meet up at? Shit... Actually, I don't know now. Fuck man! She was getting more anxious and irritated by her lighter; her thumb becoming sore from the constant rubbing against the spur.

CAIT SITH wrote:"Here..." He said, lighting up her cig with his working lighter, his hand sorta just pushing her hands out of the way from the side; the flame burning the end of her cigarette.



He pulled down his hood, and blinked his large greenish eyes at her. "You were looking like a fish out of water there. Sorry about that." Blaine began, and glanced to where he placed his money for a drink, and noticed her apple slice garnish set upon a napkin.

It was then her hands were pushed out of frame, someone else's slipped into it instead. Snapped from her worries for a moment as the ember at the end of her cigarette appeared and she coughed from inhaling the cigarette's smoke without preparing herself. She glanced to her right, and inspected the individual who had lit her cigarette. He was a decent looking slender man with different looking eyes that seemed almost neko-like in nature, but he himself was not one. He looked about her own height, without if she took off her boots, and he had brownish red hair which incidentally conflicted with her black and bluish scheme. He was wearing a lot of green, and seemed to dress himself similar to a mercenary or one of those guys from the Leprechaun side of Breland. Was he one? A Leprechaun? She now wondered if she ever met one before, but her thoughts paused due to what he said. 'Fish out of water'.



"What?" She replied. Oh wait, the phrase! ...but why say it? What looks off? His phrasing caught her off guard for a moment, before she found herself more puzzled by his apology. She pulled her cigarette away from her lips, covering the right side of her of her face as she coughed on the smoke, and then beat her chest slightly. "I'm sorry, you're sorry for...?" She inquired the stranger before she watched his eye fall to her napkin.

CAIT SITH wrote:Swiftly, he grabbed it, and tossed it into his mouth. By the spirits, sustenance! He thought as he chewed the apple, leaning his back on the bar as he tasted it. "Hrmp... you shoulda kept the apple in the glash." he said, mouth somewhat full, but careful not to splatter her as he talked, that'd have been rude. "...green applesh... make the mosht of the Leprechaun's whiskey...lotsha... flavour." he explained, diverting his eyes from her back, and her beauty mark on her lower shoulder blade as he swallowed.

I guess I know now what he's sorry for... maybe? She thought, puzzled, before glancing up at him. "Sure. Help yourself pal. Maybe I was saving that for later, but nah, go ahead enjoy." She began. Who said you could have my apple, huh? She pouted angrily, not that she really cared. He was now bringing up the fact the apple paired well with the whiskey as he chewed on it in a somewhat rude manner. She scoffed at this. "Thanks for the tip... you some connoisseur of Leprechaun Whiskey? Don't tell me that this is your pickup line? Trying to sound vaguely interesting only gets one so far." She retorted with a raised brow, before she brought the lit cig back to her lips. She glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, and then back to her shot glass. "I didn't come to enjoy an apple with whiskey nor to be seduced." Raine finished, bringing he cig again to her lips, inhaling, before blowing out a frustrated cloud of blue-grey smoke from her silky lips.

Raine Mistweaver wrote:Raine continued in vain to light her cigarette, ignoring everyone as she thought about the others, even the rapping of the counter. Where the hell are they? Frankie, Yuki and Luna shoulda been here by now... where are they? Did they get caught up in another train station and have to come via airship? If not, why aren't they answering their phones? Did any of them get lost or hurt? Did I even tell them the name of the bar we're supposed to meet up at? Shit... Actually, I don't know now. Fuck man! She was getting more anxious and irritated by her lighter; her thumb becoming sore from the constant rubbing against the spur.

CAIT SITH wrote:"Here..." He said, lighting up her cig with his working lighter, his hand sorta just pushing her hands out of the way from the side; the flame burning the end of her cigarette.



He pulled down his hood, and blinked his large greenish eyes at her. "You were looking like a fish out of water there. Sorry about that." Blaine began, and glanced to where he placed his money for a drink, and noticed her apple slice garnish set upon a napkin.

It was then her hands were pushed out of frame, someone else's slipped into it instead. Snapped from her worries for a moment as the ember at the end of her cigarette appeared and she coughed from inhaling the cigarette's smoke without preparing herself. She glanced to her right, and inspected the individual who had lit her cigarette. He was a decent looking slender man with different looking eyes that seemed almost neko-like in nature, but he himself was not one. He looked about her own height, without if she took off her boots, and he had brownish red hair which incidentally conflicted with her black and bluish scheme. He was wearing a lot of green, and seemed to dress himself similar to a mercenary or one of those guys from the Leprechaun side of Breland. Was he one? A Leprechaun? She now wondered if she ever met one before, but her thoughts paused due to what he said. 'Fish out of water'.  



"What?" She replied. Oh wait, the phrase! ...but why say it? What looks off? His phrasing caught her off guard for a moment, before she found herself more puzzled by his apology. She pulled her cigarette away from her lips, covering the right side of her of her face as she coughed on the smoke, and then beat her chest slightly. "I'm sorry, you're sorry for...?" She inquired the stranger before she watched his eye fall to her napkin.

CAIT SITH wrote:Swiftly, he grabbed it, and tossed it into his mouth. By the spirits, sustenance! He thought as he chewed the apple, leaning his back on the bar as he tasted it. "Hrmp... you shoulda kept the apple in the glash." he said, mouth somewhat full, but careful not to splatter her as he talked, that'd have been rude. "...green applesh... make the mosht of the Leprechaun's whiskey...lotsha... flavour." he explained, diverting his eyes from her back, and her beauty mark on her lower shoulder blade as he swallowed.

I guess I know now what he's sorry for... maybe? She thought, puzzled, before glancing up at him. "Sure. Help yourself pal. Maybe I was saving that for later, but nah, go ahead enjoy." She began. Who said you could have my apple, huh? She pouted angrily, not that she really cared. He was now bringing up the fact the apple paired well with the whiskey as he chewed on it in a somewhat rude manner. She scoffed at this. "Thanks for the tip... you some connoisseur of Leprechaun Whiskey? Don't tell me that this is your pickup line? Trying to sound vaguely interesting only gets one so far." She retorted with a raised brow, before she brought the lit cig back to her lips. She glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, and then back to her shot glass. "I didn't come to enjoy an apple with whiskey nor to be seduced." Raine finished, bringing he cig again to her lips, inhaling, before blowing out a frustrated cloud of blue-grey smoke from her silky lips.

Licking some liquid residue from the apple off his finger tips, he glanced back at her. "Well, its more I'm a connoisseur of things that pair well, really. Though, I cannot deny, I have a biased favouritism towards Leppy Whiskey." He smirked. Ah, so you come to a bar alone on singles night just to enjoy the smoky atmosphere then? he thought to himself, turning around and leaning forwards on the bar counter now. He glanced her direction and smirked. "What doesn't pair well with me, is seeing a beautiful, and I mean, drop dead gorgeous woman drinking and sitting alone at a pub thats known for its rowdy and rough clientele." He explained his concern. "Belladonna, the previous owner? 'Went missing' after a couple of toad-men walked in here a couple months back? Well, they left with 'bigger bellies' if you catch my drift. If you want cheaper whiskey and a better scene, this town's got other bars less hostile to its patrons with owners who actually care... and deliver their patrons liquor quicker." He mumbled the last bit, his lidded gaze turned to the bartender as he raised his hand for '2' now.



"Better make that two whiskies maestro, for the trouble..." he said with some contempt in his tone to the bar tender. The bar man looked a little peeved at this, and waved him off like he was an annoying fly. It was odd given there really weren't too many people around. "Yeah, its rush hour. NOT. Grannie in the corner's pushing herself into the grave!" He mocked, as he thumbed to a very youthful and rather attractive woman in the far back corner who was drinking with two other people. He sighed, and rapped the counter with his fist, before he spoke without looking at the tall, dark and beautiful woman beside him. "And to answer as well as clarify your first question, I didn't apologize for stealing your apple. I could see why you may think that, but you weren't going to eat it anyway so why should I say sorry to free food?" He began, as he put another bill down for the additional glass of whiskey. He then turned to the woman, with a playful smirk.



"I apologized for lighting up your cig." He continued, and pointed to his lips. "You looked so dead set on lighting it after all; eyes crossed, lips puckered angrily- making adorable and dumb faces." He grinned, shrugging his shoulders. "I thought I may have spoiled your fun~"

CAIT SITH wrote:
Licking some liquid residue from the apple off his finger tips, he glanced back at her. "Well, its more I'm a connoisseur of things that pair well, really. Though, I cannot deny, I have a biased favouritism towards Leppy Whiskey." He smirked. Ah, so you come to a bar alone on singles night just to enjoy the smoky atmosphere then? he thought to himself, turning around and leaning forwards on the bar counter now. He glanced her direction and smirked.

She raised a brow at his response, her eyes heavily lidded. Lemme guess, 'we'd pair well together too' right? Sheesh, amateur hour over here... She thought at first, batting her long dark lashes at him as he then continued:

CAIT SITH wrote:"What doesn't pair well with me, is seeing a beautiful, and I mean, drop dead gorgeous woman drinking and sitting alone at a pub thats known for its rowdy and rough clientele." He explained his concern. "Belladonna, the previous owner? 'Went missing' after a couple of toad-men walked in here a couple months back? Well, they left with 'bigger bellies' if you catch my drift. If you want cheaper whiskey and a better scene, this town's got other bars less hostile to its patrons with owners who actually care... and deliver their patrons liquor quicker."

She blushed at his remark, her eyelids lifted a little as she looked down at her drink. He was quite honest speaking of her beauty and didn't even stumble in saying it. She knocked back her glass a bit, as he went to explain how the previous owner met a grizzly fate. She set her glass back down, and turned to him as he went on to ask for '2' double shots of Leprechaun Whiskey, which she just realized he managed to discern from the taste alone, which was kinda impressive.

CAIT SITH wrote:He mumbled the last bit, his lidded gaze turned to the bartender as he raised his hand for '2' now.



"Better make that two whiskies maestro, for the trouble..." he said with some contempt in his tone to the bar tender. The bar man looked a little peeved at this, and waved him off like he was an annoying fly. It was odd given there really weren't too many people around. "Yeah, its rush hour. NOT. Grannie in the corner's pushing herself into the grave!" He mocked, as he thumbed to a very youthful and rather attractive woman in the far back corner who was drinking with two other people. He sighed, and rapped the counter with his fist, before he spoke without looking at the tall, dark and beautiful woman beside him.  "And to answer as well as clarify your first question, I didn't apologize for stealing your apple. I could see why you may think that, but you weren't going to eat it anyway so why should I say sorry to free food?" He began, as he put another bill down for the additional glass of whiskey. He then turned to the woman, with a playful smirk.



"I apologized for lighting up your cig." He continued, and pointed to his lips. "You looked so dead set on lighting it after all; eyes crossed, lips puckered angrily- making adorable and dumb faces." He grinned, shrugging his shoulders. "I thought I may have spoiled your fun~"

"Hehe~" She chuckled at his response to the barman and his 'reason' for his apology. "Okay, you're just a smidgen more entertaining than I originally anticipated~" She giggled, before turning slightly to face him. "I admit, you flatter me, and your concern for my well being is sweet, but unneeded. I'm quite used to these kinds of places. I've been to worse watering holes than this one, this is just one of the famous ones." She sweetly hummed with a smirk, taking another puff of her cigarette before she blew another cloud of blue-grey smoke. "And, just to clarify, I'm not drinking alone~" Raine purred, shifting her hips, showing off her thick thighs, but more importantly, what was nestled between them:



The duck which had been resting, blinked up at the young man beside Raine and tilted its head to the side, as if to observe him. Raine smiled, bringing her cigarette back to her lips. Lets see how he takes to someone randomly sheltering a duck inside a pub! Give'm a good look over Marlow. You like the young man or not? She shared her thoughts and communicated with her bird, who seemed to observe the man closely.

Raine Mistweaver wrote:


"Hehe~" She chuckled at his response to the barman and his 'reason' for his apology. "Okay, you're just a smidgen more entertaining than I originally anticipated~" She giggled, before turning slightly to face him. "I admit, you flatter me, and your concern for my well being is sweet, but unneeded. I'm quite used to these kinds of places. I've been to worse watering holes than this one, this is just one of the famous ones." She sweetly hummed with a smirk, taking another puff of her cigarette before she blew another cloud of blue-grey smoke. "And, just to clarify, I'm not drinking alone~" Raine purred, shifting her hips, showing off her thick thighs, but more importantly, what was nestled between them:



The duck which had been resting, blinked up at the young man beside Raine and tilted its head to the side, as if to observe him. Raine smiled, bringing her cigarette back to her lips. Lets see how he takes to someone randomly sheltering a duck inside a pub! Give'm a good look over Marlow. You like the young man or not? She shared her thoughts and communicated with her bird, who seemed to observe the man closely.  

As soon as he saw her smile, he smiled fully as well. Not disturbed by her sharp teeth, for it was something he was all too familiar with seeing in the mirror each day himself!:



"Heheh, hey, we match! Teeth wise!" He chuckled happily, beaming with positive energy. He blinked however, when she said she wasn't alone. He looked around for a moment looking to see if she was pointing to someone or if there was somebody sitting at her other side he somehow missed, before his eyes were drawn down to the fluffy, feathery looking duck sitting in her plush, and sexy lap!



"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaw!" He gasped, admittedly finding the duck an odd partner to bring to a watering hole... scratch that, a pub, but at the same time he could see why. "Wow, I really would not have expected such a charismatic duck hidden under the bar table like that!" He snickered, being careful and gentle, he lowered his hand to the creature. "May I pet you? I'm Blaine by the by little one! What's your name?" He asked the creature playfully, before glancing up to the woman. "Surely, I'm just interesting enough to be given a name, now, ain't I?" He winked.