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By Lilmuckers Part One! ~Aleoi wanders in and leans against the bar. Vort!! and large metallic Black hunter droid walks into the bar. He eyes the place with his optic servos, and takes a seat at the bar. He leaves at least one seat open beside him and places his hand upon it as if saving it for someone. Waitress walk up to Vort. Waitress: May I help you sir? Basho Haiku slowly wanders in and looks around. Noticing the two the two other customers, he walks to the back corner and takes a seat at a table. Vort to Waitress: Yeah give me a Cabonium Fluid and make it a double. . Keep em coming until this runs out. And get the girl and the samuri whatever they want.... On me. Waitress approches Basho. Waitress: Would you like to order anything sir? Hylozoist, fashionably late as usual, nods to the waitresses and heads over to help man the bar. Kitsune: ::Pushes the door open and slips inside,rubbing his eyes a moment as he leans against the doorframe,trying to adjust to the dimmer area of the bar.He straightens up and lets the door close behind him,a hand coming up to push his mask down.He slips over to the bar eagerly,taking a seat with his MAG hovering quietly behind him:: Excuse me,do you serve food here? Rieka walks into the bar, accomanied closely by a gigantic thin RAcast with light blue and white plates. "Ms. Cloxis." He says in a suprised voice. "Why are we here?" Rieka looks around, uncertain of her surroundings. The dim lighting playing games with her eyes. "We're getting a drink and then playing pool." Stealthbot looks more suprised. "Surely you don't want to play pool against a RAcast!" Waitress nods to Vort. Waitress: Very good sir. Returns a few moments later with Vort's order. Basho respond to the waitress and asks for a glass of water. Then he quickly looks away, and stares off in to space. Rudo, a rough, unkempt RAmar, enters. He looks around the area in contempt and sits at the end of the bar away from the others. Vort nods to waitress, still watching the door for....someone? Hylozoist asks Alessa if any help mixing drinks is needed. Alessa instead points to the mop, the towels, and the bathroom cleaning materials. Hylozoist heads out of the bar area for a few hours... A waitress nods to Kitsune. Waitress: Yes, we have food here, would you like to see a meunu? Kitsune: ::Watches the various help come and go by him without even a glance.He sighs and rubs the back of his neck a moment:: This is why I dont leave the Ruins. ::Reaches back,pulling a small riceball from his side pack and taking a bite as he surveys the bar:: One of the waitresses delivers Basho's glass of water to him on the way by with another order. Kitsune: ::Glances up a bit in suprise::Oh,stealthy waitress' at this bar.Hm..Just give me whatever the special is today... A waitress approches Rudo. W: Do you need anything sir? Guinglain, a fun-loving HUmar in a regal purple suit, enters the bar and sits in the middle where he hopes he's most noticeable. He turns his glance from Alessa, to Aleoi, to Rieka, and to the other waitresses around and thinks to himself: They're all cute! I'm in heaven! Waitress speaking to Kitsune. W: Ah yes, the special. You'll be suprised what we can do with a rappy... Quickly walks off to the kitchen. Rudo looks at her, and remains silent for a bit... and finally responds. Rudo: "Just give me something strong, something that'll make me forget this day and the next one." Basho take the glass of water and slows beings to drink it. He then gets up from where he was sitting and walks over to Alessa. Basho askes her: "Have you seen a FOmarl named Namida? I'll pay you well for any information that you could give." Kitsune: So long as it's plucked. ::Firm nod,turning to lean back against the bar as he waits for his meal,a hand coming up to push a strand of snow colored hair from his face:: W to Rudo. W: I see sir one house special. Walk over and exchanges a few words with Alessa. Alessa mixes a few things together and hands a large mug to the waitress who then brings it back to Rudo. W: Here you go sir. Alessa to Basho. Alessa: Perhaps if you could describer her. Rieka walk over to a pool table, it's green surfice, lit only by a single 3-set of lights above it reminding her of the hard green Ragol forest floor she was forced to spend so many nights sleeping on. She takes a small plasic ball, no bigger than a toonie and rolls it across the table, checking it's quality. "Stealthbot" She says, not breaking from her current task. "Be a dear and get us some balls. Oh, and toss me Kakurine." The huge cast hands her a cue case and then approaches the bar to ask applicable fees per game and the like. Rieka opens the case revealing an old-fashioned pool cue, nothing at all like the cues used on Pioneer two. This was an old Motavian relic. It's long purple-tinted loconium 19oz. shaft was tipped by a substance unknown on Pioneer 2. A red boy was tied around the end of the cue and a soft padded grib at the stock soothed her hand as she held it. "Excuse me, bartender? How do we pay for a game of pool? Do you except yellow prism radioactives?" Stealthbot asked. Alessa: Yellow prisim whats? Rudo takes the mug and drinks it slowly. Absorbed in his own world, Rudo forgets about the waitress for a minute. He finally realizes that she's still standing there. Rudo: "Oh, uh... thanks, ma'am." He nods to her and gives her some meseta, then turns away from her. Waitress comes back with a steaming plate and delivers it to Kitsune's table. W: Here you go sir. Kitsune: ::Idly tosses the riceball up and down in his hand as he waits for his meal,eyes following the packed rice's every movement fairly closely.It had been a while sience he had had a hot meal,his MAG quietly roaming the bar on its own,weaving between tables:: Boy,he certianly is free-spirited for a MAG. Basho describes Namida as: a FOmarl dressed all in black, with hair as dark as the night sky, and blood red paint underneath her eyes. He begins to explain that this is of vital importance to him. "Meseta" Stealthbot assures him. mrs.vort... mrs.vort walks in the bar and sees vort!! sitting at the bar with a empty seat by him and sits down. and asks the bar tender for a drink. ::Turns,the end of his sentance interrupted by the arrival of his meal.He grins and quickly turns,sitting straight up,a small sack of Meseta dropped on the bar in favor:: Hey,alright! Keep the change! ::Begins to hungirly devour the food set before him:: Alessa mutters under her breath. Stupid technical bots... Alessa: Yes, we accept meseta. 300 a game. Alessa to Basho. Alessa: I'm quite sure I'd remember someone like that. Perhaps our other bartender has seen her and you can ask him when he takes over for me though. Sorry I couldn't be of more help. Do you need anything else? A FOmarl walks into the bar and takes a seat at the far end. She has long black hair pulled back into a bun and braid except for the locks framing her face, a black and grey dress, black bana hovering at her side. Once she can get the waitresses attention she orders a glass of Nar Lilly Wine. Kitsune: ::After consuming his meal he eats the leftover riceball and sighs softly,wiping his mouth on the back of his arm as almost any other man would do:: Now that was good eating..Hey! ::Lifts up a hand,waving to the nearest waitress:: Two more of those,please! W: Right away ma'am. Returns a few moments later with the wine. W: Here you go. Guinglain looks at all the women (err, well, the most "prominent features") and whistles to himself. "This is fantastic!" He mutters under his breath. How much do I owe you? W: Right away sir. Returns several mintues later with Kitsune's order. Basho bows towards Alessa and thanks her for her time. He then returns to his table and places a small amount of mesta to pay for the water. As he begins to leave he decides to ask the costumers if they have seen Namdia. In a loud voice from the middle of the room Basho shouts: "I'm looking for a FOmarl named Namida! If anyone can tell me anything I will pay the price that they name!" Vort!! - Leans and whispers in Mrs.Vort!!'s ear. "Jan from the guild called and said they replace the work they had for you with another quest. You probably want to give them a call." Motions for the waitress. W: Lets see...that'll be...500 meseta for the wine. Nods to Lilibat. Hands the waitress 2000 meseta, that pays for the next in advance... keep the rest. A waitress approches Vort's table. ~Kitsune: ::Eyes his food:: We meet again,barbequed Rappie..::Begins to eat once again,drowing out much of the noise as he feasts,his MAG swooping back over his shoulder:: Rudo, startled by Basho's announcement, looks up. "Huh?" He calls out to Basho. "What's she look like?" Guinglain, sitting in his seat, thinks the same thing and can't help but butt in. "Is she cute??" A few of the waitresses wink at Guinglain. Alessa keeps a wary eye on him however. Stealthbot's collosal hand drops 60,000 meseta and takes the balls and a cue for himself. He teturns to the table where Rieka is rolling Kakurine, her cue back and forth over the table to test if her baby still had it's proper straightness. "You know, Rieka. They could maybe use another waitress around here. You could pick up some extra money and being away from the apartment all day it would give things a chance to be cleaner." Stealthbot said. Rieka tried to hit him, but stopped mid-way. "I'm not being a waitress! You remember what happened at my LAST waitressing job? Emphisis on the `LAST'!" She said. Stealthbot began racking up the balls. "So you were groped once or twice. It's not like it happens often." "Shut up and break." She said. "I know I'm no newman, but that V-swimsuit and those bunny ears looked really good on..." With a swift move Rieka kicks him in the unapplicable jaw. Waitress smiles at Lilibat. W: Thank you very much. Lilibat sips her wine in silence, ocassionally looking up at the other patrons just to see who is there. Her mag spins around now and again... obviously out of boredom, so she strokes it reassuringly. Guinglain's attention shifts back to the waitresses... Oh damn... I've found the promised land! He notices the bartender looking at him with a bit of scorn, however. "Hey, cutie," Guinglain says to Alessa. "What can you recommend for a guy like me?" mrs.vort thanks vort!! for the drink and conversation and saya good bye till nekx time*blowing him a kiss* Vort!! to Waitress - Do you have any food that can be taken in a hurry. We have a quest from the guild we must accomplish soon. And is it possible to start a tab. Enhanced hearing amplifiers zoom in on Basho's conversations and movements. Vort to Waitress - and ask the samuri to come see me. Kitsune: ::A few moments later the "dust" settles and he sighs,full.He stacks up the three plates ontop of each other and drops his fork ontop and wipes his mouth again::Hmm,I havent had a meal like that in ages.. Basho angered by Guinglain comments draws his S-beats Blades, and and shouts: "How dare you speak of my Princess that away!" Then he slowly calms down and speaks to Rudo saying: "She is a beuatiful FOmarl with black, and red paint under her eyes." Waitress nods to Vort. W: Yes sir, I'll get something right away. Scoops up meseta and swing by Basho's table on the way to the kitchen. W: Sir, the large black Hucast over there would like to speak with you. Scurries of to the kitchen. Alessa narrows her eyes. Alessa: Take the violence outside, I already have enough deadbeats in here without them actually being dead. Taking a deep breath Basho puts away his weapons and walks toward the HUcast that asked to see him. Guinglain gets pretty worried. "Wh-wh-wh-wh-whoa!" He gets up and moves a few seats away from Basho. Rudo looks at Basho, and sighs. "Hmm... seen a woman like that a few days ago... Not for long though. Gimme some time and I might be able to remember what she was doing and where she was going. You might as well ask some other people, and I'll tell you when I remember." He goes back to nursing his drink, the mug almost empty. ::He idly tosses a few more Meseta next to his meal, just to make sure to cover the price and leave a sizeable tip.He then turns and leans back against the bar,noting his MAG gone.He blinks,before he looks over,seeing his Kabanda hovering around the Force's Bana MAG: Aw...that's cute. Almost done with the first glass, Lilibat motions to the waitress to go ahead and bring the second. Basho thanks Rudo for the information, and apologizes for his temper. Wekami enters the bar, clothes ragged and torn, purple bloodstains cover her arms and face... She looks around the bar, an angry blaze within her eyes... In just a few seconds, she realises that she cannot be bothered with any of these people, so the lean HUnewearl takes a table in the darkest, and most isolated corner of the room... It has been several months since she last sat in a bar... But her desire to forget the days events has caused her to ignore her previous decision to stay away from such places.... Mabye it won't happen here, not like last time.... Again, she looks around...... Lilibat's Bana get closer to her as if to protect her. She strokes him and lets him know it's alright. Vort plays with his drink (that's still untouched) until Basho seats beside him. Without looking at the samuri he lays his hand upon the table and opens it palm up. Vort to Basho - Is this the human to look for? With that a image of a human force in a dark dress and flowing hair appears hovering above the Hucast's open palm. The holographic image appeared to be in the midst of casting a spell before it vanishes with a quick closing of the metallic hand. Waitress hurries out with Vort's food and places it on his table. W: Here you go sir. Then hurries to the bar to get Lilibats drink. Alessa quietly to herself: Buisness is picking up, not bad, and I haven't had to kill anyone yet... ::Whistles,trying to call back his MAG before she notices:: Kabanda,dont be messing around.. ::It refuses,hovering and spinning around:: A pair of white-clad HUmars, Mildain and Guildus, enter. Mildain is tall, in great shape and has blond hair. Guildus, on the other hand, is a bit shorter, a bit heavier, and has dark red-orange hair. Mildain looks at Guildus. Mildain: Why are you bringing me into a bar again? Guildus: Ha ha! Ya gotta have fun sometime, Mildain... A petite, but gorgeous FOnewearl enters. She goes up to the bartender, Alessa. FOnewearl: Hi, my name's Nozomi. Are you guys hiring cooks? Lilibat shews the Kabanda back to it's master. Rieka and Stealthbot are both busy playing pool. Alessa peers a Nozomi. Alessa: Depends on what you can cook. Aw,for the love of..::He whistles again,this time a bit louder,the MAG finally zipping back above his shoulder :: I have to remind myself not to use my Photon Blast to cook my meat.Seems to not like that.. Basho responds to Vort says: "I am not certain. It has been so long since we were together." Basho beings to become depressed at the thought of Namida. Alessa: Sir, please keep your mag from harassing the other patrons or their mags. Nozomi smiles. Nozomi: Oh, I can cook all kinds of stuff! Rag Rappy, Guil Shark... have you ever had fried Claws? Lilibat goes over to the juke box and chooses a dark tune that most would find disturbing. She smiles and looks thoughtfully into her glass as if remebering something long ago and far away. ::He blinks a bit as his MAG's ego is given a sound thrashing from every direction:: Sorry..Yikes. ::Shakes his head a bit and rises from the bar,deciding to take himself to a table in the back:: Let's just sit back here where we wont bother anyone. Alessa: Hmm...claws never looked that appatizing to me, but you never know. I'll give ya a chance. However our empolyee coverage doesn't cover falling into the pot. She smirks a little at the last part. Rudo hears the dark music and thinks back to that day... the day he came home to find his wife and kids murdered in a terrorist attack on his town. He turns up his mug, drinking the contents down and motions to a waitress, in a quiet, bitter rage. Rudo: More. Rudo puts down 40K meseta. Rudo: Keep it coming until the money runs out. Waitress hesitates for a moment, then nods to Rudo. W: Right away sir. Nozomi giggles, and is delighted. Nozomi: Thank you! You're quite funny, Miss! When do I start? Vort!! to Basho - I saw this human in the mines. She was surrounded by S-Beast when I arrived. But the beast are now no more. That was two days ago and she went by that name. Alessa: As soon as you can, as you can see, its busy. You get payed for what you work. You work whenever you can. No slacking on the job though. ::Idly rests his head in his hands,his eyes closing,head begining to pound::This music is killing me. Rudo spends the rest of his time drinking, refusing to talk to anybody. Guinglain is staring at Nozomi's body when she finally sees him. Nozomi: Ergh, a pig! Guinglain: Oh yeah, I'm a pig baby... and I want to pork you so baaaad! Nozomi gets out her frying pan. Nozomi: Well... pan's the only way to cook pork! She hits Guinglain over the head with the Akiko-model frying pan. Guinglain is knocked out cold on the floor of the bar. Basho is stunned because if the information was correct he missed Namida by only one day. He asks Vort if she seemed alright. He then explains that both Namida and him have been cursed, and that she is becoming increasingly evil. Nozomi looks at Alessa. Nozomi: Thanks! Well... umm... can you give me a few minutes to go back to my apartment and get some utensils? Alessa to herself: She just might not be half bad after all... Lilibat smiles at the blow made for all well endowed women everywhere. "Looks like enough pork to makes pies for days" Mildain and Guildus are seated a table. Guildus orders drinks for both of them. Alessa: If you want, we have our equiment here if you want to use that too. ::He sighs and leans back,propping his feet up onto the tabletop and turning his head out the window,quietly philosiphising out loud:: Those who make mistakes blame themselves and close their hearts. It's impossible to fix the mistake. Men can't return to the past. That's why they drink. Drunks, lushes, sliding alcohol down their throat to dilute the memories that can't be denied. Frank Marlon the gunsmith does nothing but drink. And he questions the drained glass, "Am I wrong?" "Was I wrong?" Basho turns towards Kitsune and says: "You are wrong! I have mad a grave mistake, but I shall never close my heart!" Basho then takes a seat besides Vort and motions for a waitress. ~Aleoi finishes watching the crowd, kinda amazed at all the activity. Aleoi: Thank you all for patronizing my bar, I'm afraid I'll have to take my leave for a little while however. Don't be afraid to ask the waitresses for anything you need, they will be willing to help, within reason of course. I'm very happy to see things going so well. Unfortunately, I have things I must attend to. Enjoy your stay please. Stretches a bit and wander out the door. Well, since the bars closing Vort!!leaves with the promise he'll give more info to Basho tomorrow. ::*Squeaallll* *Screech* CRASH! Train of thought destroyed.He nods quietly in agreement with the voice answering his sililoquy before he starts again:: Whenever something is gained, something is always lost. It's difficult to live without facing that fact. What is lost will never return. Important Things. Irreplaceable things. What is needed to keep those things is kept in the firm will packed into one bullet. Man knows, he knows that nothing will begin unless he speaks. And nothing will change, unless he knows. Lilibat's mag starts spinning madly and bleeping... she throws back the rest of the wine and runs out of the bar. The bar isn't closeing, I just need to do other stuff. Feel free to use it as much as you like while I'm gone. Just direct the waitresses and needed and have fun with each other. Basho leaps from his seat. "How can you say such things? Have you lost all of your strength?" As Wekami absently strokes her four beloved MAG's the ever familiar sounding promt of Simple Mail startles her... "I don't believe it... Will they EVER let me rest?" We have a very important mission for you, Return to guild IMMEDIATELY...... Wekami rises, even more anger in her eyes... "I didn't even get a drink...." Nodding her thanks and apologies to Aleoi, Wekami leaves the bar..... Basho walks over towards Kitsune. He stands waiting for an answer. Kitsune: Oh yes,I *am* good. ::Nods to himself,always feeling better after waxing philosiphy for a bit,turning his head out twords the other partons to watch them:: Basho taps Kitsune upon the shoulder. Basho: "What makes you say the things that you did? Are you saying that my quest is in vain?" ::He blinks,glancing up at the stranger peering at him,both white brows lifting::.....Can I help you? Kitsune: Uh..I was just talking to myself...Nobody in particular.Maybe there's some doubt in your mind,if thats how you read it. Basho responds: "Yes you may. You said that what was lost will never return. Does this mean Namida is forever lost to me?" Basho is staring at Kitsune with a deep hard gaze, waiting for a response. ::He quietly shakes his head::Listen,when you lose something thats usually it.The end.Game over.You should always hold on to that which is dear to you.Man can never predict what will happen next,only hope for the best.So,hope for the best and perhaps everything will come out okay.Okay? Basho bows and then thanks Kitsune. Basho: "Thank you sir. You have given me much to think about. I shall not give up on Namida, but I must understand who I am first." Basho then walks away and leaves the bar. Kitsune: ...Amazing,the things I can think of on a full stomach. ::Rises from his seat,streaching and exting the bar,MAG following behind:: Rieka and Stealthbot, missing all the action also leave. Hylozoist emerges from the bathrooms and kitchen, which are now white and shiny with goodness, after hours of hard toil. "Ahh...springtime fresh. Pure goodness." Upon entering, Hylozoist asks the waitresses to update him on what's been happening, as all of the present partrons seem to be either in deep contemplation, while the entire place seems generally deserted. After being thoroughly updated, Hylozoist tells the waitresses to take a break, and calls for his mags to do a bit of helping out. However, they refill his HP instead. Ayako pokes her head in..."hmm, when i have more time i should visit this establishment..." then runs to the post office..... Hylozoist says "Hi Aya..." but trails off after she leaves. He wonders if he scared him off. He goes back to wiping down the counter, prepared to take any orders from the waitresses, or to chat with anyone directly at the barstools. Nozomi: Oh, but I don't think my food is special unless I cook it with my own pots and pans! Hylozoist greets Nozomi, his new coworker. "Well met, Nozomi. The bar seems to be a bit quiet now, so feel free to run over to the teleporter and get what you require from home. You know, I would love a bit of delsaber's right leg, if you could ever find such a delicacy." Kitsune: ::Slips past the doorway,normally black and white RAmar uniform almost completely purple.A hand coming up to pull his mask down as gasp as the fresh air hits him.He wipes some of the purple "blood" off his face just as his spirit gladius fades out and falls to pieces in his hands:: Well,I'd say I handled that little flood of monsters rather well.I wonder if the warranty is up on that Gladius. The waitresses all look at Kitsune simultaneously as he enters and wonder what kind of ordeal he has been through. One goes up to Kitsune. W - "Would you like to order anything?" Hylozoist also waves from the bar. "Welcome, Kitsune, is it? You're looking um, err, well today." Hey! ::He smiles,clapping his hands together:: How about three more plates of that barbequed Rappie? I've worked up an appetite. ::He took a moment to wipe some of the gunk off of his MAG before sitting at the bar across from Hylo,tending:: Me and Kabanda got into a little "situation".Apparently some Dimeans have a den in the lowest level of the Ruins.Needless to say...I stumbled into it.I tell you,I dont know how those Hunters can get so close to those things.I got so messey...::Looks himself over a moment,then back up again::..Maybe im just lousy with a sword. W nods. "Three more plates coming right up sir." The W asks the new cook, Nozomi, if she would like to cook some rappy up quickly, or if she should just let Hylo back in the kitchen. Hylozoist - "I hear ya, kid. Those dimensions can get pretty rough up close. It's why I favor guns, I don't want any of that gunk staining me up, although of course it's unavoidable. Anything to drink with that bbq rappy?" Kitsune: ::Waves his hand a bit,dismissing the though::Nah,dont worry about a drink.Hm..::He nods::..Yeah,well you cant go around being a lousy swordsman all your life,I figure.Gotta practice. ::Laughs::Although,if I want to practice again im going to have to either fork over some Meseta or rip an arm off a Delsaber. Hylozoist, looking in the kitchen, realizes Alessa decided to go and cook the rappy herself, since Hylo was at the bar. Hylo converses lightly with Kitsune, "Yeah, but I guess I could always lend you some weapons. Just visit me when I'm in my clinic down the street. I know it takes a bit of hardships at the start, kid, but buck up, I'm sure you'll be a great fighter someday." The waitress comes out. Here you go, your first dish of rappy is ready. The other two are on their way. Oh, and here's your bill. *Places bill down* Nozomi is in the kitchen, cooking and laughing with the other people. Nozomi: Delsaber's right leg? Well... it is true that I go into different areas on a search for the best ingredients... would our customer like some dessert? Hylozoist looks at Nozomi. "Ahh, there you are. I thought Alessa was in there, she must be in the employee's lounge. I didnt quite recognize you, that chef's hat covers your entire body almost. Well, good to know you're around." Kitsune: ::Nods to the waitress and idly slides the proper amount of money onto the bill before pushing it aside,a forkfull of his meal taken:: Mm..I wouldnt underestimate me.Im far more talented with a mech-gun. Kitsune: ::Continues eating his meal at a rapid pace,soon leaving next to nothing remaining on the plate set before him:: The waitress deftly takes the money and makes correct change at the register. She also comes out with two more plates, her cat ears bouncing up and down (along with the rest of her.) Hylo nods while absentmindedly wiping the bar off with a towel. "Yeah, I hear mechguns are the rage nowadays. The sell like hotcakes over in the shopping district. It just takes a bit of practice for a sword, I suppose. Might want to invest in a long sword instead, they tend to minimize the mess." Another waitress comes by to pick up the empty plate. "My you have a big appetite!" she smiled. She heads back into the kitchen, adding to the growing pile of dishes for Hylo to clean. Kitsune: ::Watches the waitress,distracted a moment by her...assets.He glances back at the tender and nods,starting on his second plate::Indeed I do.Run and hide in fear,owners of "All you can eat" buffets! Some people get tired,some get sweaty,I get hungry. Hylo gives a big hearty laugh. "Haha, kid, I like your style. I love to eat as well, though I'm more of a gourmet. It costs me quite a bit, though. By the way, watch out for that waitress...she's a man-eater, I tell ya! Rip your hear out and empty your wallet. Uh, don't tell her I said that." Kitsune: ::He grins a bit,soon finsing his second plate and setting it aside,lifting up his fork to help get his point across:: Dont worry,ill just take her on a field trip through the Mines or something,straighten her right out.You dont know exciting until you've rapelled down a malfunctioning service shaft with sparks everywhere and the next lift on its way. Hylo mutters to himself. "Poor kid..he's doesn't even know what he's getting himself into. I bet a pretty thing like that gets hit on by a lot of other guys, I know she turned me down." *ahem cough* "Yeah, uh, sounds good kid, good luck." Kitsune: ::Finishing the last plate at a rather disturbing pace:: Hey,what's wrong buddy?That was a joke.Shall I back it up and try her again?You look like somethings bothering you. Hylo: "Nah, nothing's wrong. I'm here to listen to your prob's bud, it's my job. I can commisserate with girl problems, though. The bartender never gets the girls, besides, it's the unwritten rule that I can't date coworkers. Only applies to me, for some reason." Kitsune: ::Stacks the third plate atop the second and clears his throat:: Listen;Dont think constantly of lust and love.It's a sin.Stay on the course your on now,people who sin say this: They had to, to survive. People who sin say this: It's too late now to stop. The shadow called Sin dogs them steadily from behind, without a word. Remorse and Agony are repeated, to finally end up at Despair. But sinners don't know that if they turn around, there is a light... a light which keeps shining on them ever so warmly. The waitresses, always attentive, quickly remove the finished dishes from Kitsune's area. Hylo gives another big laugh. "Kid, you lost me there. I think I have bit more experience than you. I sense that something is wrong...something bugging you in particular? I'm hearing that you must have went down the wrong path too at some point. Tell me about it." Kitsune: ::Folds his arms on the bar,laughing::You certianly are full of yourself,arent you? Well,I might have one sin;Vengance.My father,Great Sword Zoke was slain by the monsters under the control of Dark Falz..I plan on avenging him... Nozomi overhears all this conversation and thinks to herself. Men... they never stop with their philosophies. It's too bad, these guys look like they should just get out and have fun. She smiles to herself and goes back to chopping up some vegetables for a salad. Guinglain finally comes to and gets up. "Uggghh.... where am I?" He shook his head, and finally realized that he was in the bar Fallen Dreams. Guildus saw Guinglain getting up off the floor, and tapped Mildain's arm and pointed. They shared a laugh together. Guildus called a waitress over to their table. The waitresses ears perk up at the sight of the son of a famous celebrity. Some look at Zoke's picture on the wall signed by him, dated ages back. Hylo - Wow, the son of Great Sword Zoke, honored to have you at our establishment. Full of myself? I would say, sure of myself, kid. From the looks of it, you got a lot of training to do. I don't even carry scapedolls anymore. I think I deserve the right to sound this way, being a veteran. Kitsune: ::He grins a bit,leaning forward a little:: Hey,dont think im not skilled.You have to see me fight before you can assess my talent.I practicly live in those Ruins,you know. ::His MAG starts roaming the bar quietly,exploring on its own:: A waitress waltzes over to the table where Guildus and Mildain are. "Are you ready to order?" Hylo's Naga floats over to Gunglain and casts a random TP refill, staring into it's face, inquisitive about the weary stranger. Hylo - "Haha, alright, I'll give you your respect, kid. No son of a legend could be that bad. *Looks at purple-tinged suit* Just clean up a bit next time, eh? " Kitsune: ::Jabs the bar top with his finger to emphasize his point:: It was either eat then clean up,or clean up then eat.You cant stop me when im hungry. ::Laughs a bit:: Hylo laughs with Kitsune. "Haha, well, glad you're here. Always good to have company. Hey, I'll pour you a free shot of difluid on me." *Pours difluid into a small shot glass*