The Silver Cheshire ( Bar/Leisure Topic )

[Ryxingeir]

The calm desert wind blew through the streets of Morroc, kicking up dust as it passed by the citizenry. A curious jingling noise carried on the wind, but the citizens of Morroc hardly paid it any mind ? it could be heard throughout the city for as long as many of them could remember, and most simply considered it an uneasy phantasm, or perhaps even their city?s guardian spirit.

Normally she would be running across the rooftops, but she just wasn?t feeling like it today ? and she was certain that her gentle stroll was the reason for the aggravated jingling. It had been some time since Yuri had been out in the normal world, and even though the light particles went through her while she was cloaked, she was enjoying the sunshine. The tone of the jingling suddenly changed, and Yuri looked down to the stuffed animal cradled under her left arm ? a fluffy over-stuffed looking blue fish she called ?Miso? ? the pointer for the compass embedded in his head was shaking on its float ring.
Yuri looked to the direction it was pointing, noticing a small hole-in-the-wall bar in a rather empty part of the city, ?That?s it?? she thought, looking down. The jingling of the compass stopped, pulsed once and then stopped again.
Lifting Miso to her eye level she stared into his bead eyes and leered, ?Trying to get me in a bar huh? You dirty stuffed animal you.? She smiled and hugged Miso before switching him to cradle back under her arm, ?Alright, i?ll buy you a drink.?
Without so much as a thud, she landed on the ground and headed towards the bar.

To anyone watching, the door would have seemed to open on its own, pausing open for a few seconds and then closing unceremoniously. As she slipped inside the establishment, Yuri cursed her luck ?What is a priestess doing a bar! And a caster, just great?? Fortunately, while she was moving away, the door seemed to explode as some kind of peco-rider crashed through it and started shouting. Making the most of the distraction, she slipped along the wall, vaulting herself onto a seat at the other end of the counter from the priestess and the assassin, and little away from the other three patrons.
There was no one behind the counter, which aggravated her slightly, ?Maybe the assassin talking to that priestess? feh?? She took her time to look around, spinning on the barstool ? the paintings were nice, and it was pretty well lit and clean, always good for a bar ? what really caught her attention though were the cabinets behind the counter.
They were packed full of drinks, easily several million zeny?s worth. Taking a second to wipe the drool from the corner of her mouth, the downsides of this bar had suddenly and greatly diminished.

Yuri decloaked as she sat Miso down on the counter, spinning to face the other patrons and hopefully the owner. Her golden hair, tied back in twin pony-tails swished through the air gently as she spun ? her red thief?s clothes, bao bao, and small ribbons all pristine and bright, as though never touched by the blowing sands and clinging dust of the desert.
Smiling widely, her red eyes shining in the candle light, she sat back, waiting to order her drinks.

(Yuri; agi/luk/dex/int; baby assassin)

[Namine]

[ooc: time to wallow in RP to drive despair away u_u... sorry for bad grammar especially with tenses]

""This one is on the house, dear. Is there anything else I can get for you, and if you dont mind me asking, what brings you to this part of the world?"

Namine peeked open with her left eye to see the barkeeper crouching beside her, offering a drink on her table. Far off near the bar stand, the blacksmith gave a small chuckle but did not seem to give a care about anything in the world at the moment besides her drink. The high priestess regained her posture to sit up straight and quickly dusted off the dirt on her pale green robes. How kind it is for the barkeep to offer a drink, but a servant of God shall always obey His laws at all times. It would be inappropriate to even risk losing her sense of self control, even if it appeared to be a kind offer. Surely Lady Thea will be displeased in the heavens above should she accept...

"Thanks but--" the priestess was about to speak up as she gained more confidence in the environment of the bar, but was interrupted by the entry of another young man in the Silver Cheshire.

"Bartender, gimme something strong.

With a shield strapped in one hand and a heavy book in another, it is obvious that the man is another successful graduates of Yuno Academy. A powerful magical aura radiants from the miraculous stone around the professor, which was just in the appearance of a brilliant wing shining in the color of the 12 zodiac stones. It must be the powerful artifact of the Zodiac Wing, honored across the world to be one of Yuno's most famous discoveries. Only very few people in the world has successfully unlocked the mysteries of the Zodiac Gate and receive the power of the Zodiac Wing... this Professor is no ordinary magician to have obtained the artifact. Namine wonders what is a scholarly man of such high calibur doing in a bar now? But then again... let's not dwell on that thought, as the Professor's appearance here is nowhere strange compare to a High Priestess in a place like this.??

Namine tried to speak up again about the drink offered to her, as the blacksmith seems to initiate a conversation with the professor. However, she was interrupted again by a loud voice as a Pecopeco rider charged inside the bar on her steed.

""I'm her on the behalf of Hestia and Lady Thea to drink your booze. And I do mean all of it!" The female knight declared. She wore a rainbow colored armor with a helm studded with jewels of all kinds. If only the female knight did not clumsily let her Pecopeco escape after rampaging into the bar in embarassing manner, her appearance may gain a small bit of respect from the high priestess. However, no true follower of Lady Thea, Hestia and God will ever make such an arrogant and selfish statement, nor will they want a drink to begin with.

Far in the corner of the bar, the high priestess caught sight of a young girl with golden hair tied up by fancy head ornaments, holding a stuffy looking blue fish doll. She hardly appeared to be even young enough to be in a bar... What has this world turn to as such young teenagers hang out in these places, and when did the little girl enter the bar?

Realizing that she has been daydreaming and pondering about the others too long, Namine quickly redirected her attention to the barkeeper who was still beside her. Perhaps with all this chaos, she should accept the drink out of politeness so that the barkeeper can tend to the other customers. The high priestess nodded sincerely at the barkeeper and quietly said,

"Erm... thanks for the offer, dear sir. Grateful for all that mister has done, but this will be enough for now. It seems that the bar is getting busy already and that the other customers' patience is growing thin. It will be in mister's best interest to tend to their... needs."

If only the desert town of Morroc got a more structured cafe to sip a cup of coffee on instead of mostly merchant's tents and pavillion scattered throughout the sand, the high priestess really does not need to come to a slum like this to take a small break... what has Namine gotten herself into to come to this bar now???

[Huntress]

(ooc: might as well join too, sorry for the shorteness of the post, not very much in spirit today. I feel more comfortable with writting in the 3rd person, hope that's ok.)

(Hunty ~ Dex + int/agi Hunter)

She glimpse prudently inside through the window, so this was the new morroc bar that she had heard 2 bystanders talking about. There were a few people at the counter, even a high priestess, an odd sight in such a crumy place. Granted the bar looked tidy enough, but this was still Morroc, city of thiefs, full of scums and low-life vilain. The standard of cleanliness were not exactly very high here.

She herself did not look so clean, having wandered for a few days in the desert her once bright red and brown hunter outfit was now very dirty and sun-bleached to an orangish beige mix of color. Her hair, usually a matching shimering red was also in a devastated state and in dire need of a new do, in fact her entire being was very much in need of a good cleansing. Her trusty falcon was looking much better than her, the quiet animal had the good habit of cleaning itself on regular basis, which is more than could be said about its lazy mistress.

She paused for a moment, pondering whether she should go in or not, not feeling very inclined to socialising, but being rather thursty. She decided to wait a moment longer before entering and just kept peeping at the ragtags inside.

[Raccoon]

Like shots from a Drifter, distractions came fast as she was attempting to speak. But finally she got her message out-"Erm... thanks for the offer, dear sir. Grateful for all that mister has done, but this will be enough for now. It seems that the bar is getting busy already and that the other customers' patience is growing thin. It will be in mister's best interest to tend to their... needs." He stood, with a quick nod of his head and said simply "May you have a good time as well."

He took a quick look around the bar as he walked, feast or famine, it seems.. Lets see here. Professor probably wants something rough to ease away the studies; I see a hole in the wall and pieces of brick in her hair, not hard to figure that out either, she'll get the same. Coming around the end of the bar, Either the smallest assassin I have ever seen or the youngest, I wonder what she is doing here. Someone is by the window, her mother, possibly? Who knows, get the drinks first.

He looked down at the patrons in front of him. Three Whiskeys and a juice, coming right up. ( I dont know where you three are sitting, either take the drink and move where you want, or come up to the bar for it, doesnt matter. )

He poured the drinks quickly and placed them in front of their new owners, and made sure to pick up the 200z coin that was lying in front of the merchant.

Raccoon looked to the bar and said, "Your first Whiskey is free, because it is our opening day. The next one will be 200z!"

Turning to the young assassin near him, he picked up the.. Orange Juice and placed it in front of her, crouching again to come down to her level. In a near whisper, " Im going to cut to the chase, I heard you decloak from across the bar, so I know you are an assassin and not an impostor. Youre too young to drink, and both of us know this. The only thing left is business, and if your hit is someone in here Im going to have to ask you to take care of it elsewhere. People dying inside a bar isnt good business, you know."

He had not ignored the fact that he himself could be the hit. But the Assassins Guild sending one against their own?

[Keele Zeibel]

"Your first Whiskey is free, because it is our opening day. The next one will be 200z!"When he heard 4 (or was it 3?) glass behind him, Keele let out a sigh. Great, now I lost track of her he tougth as we was getting is drink, hope the whiskey will help the perceptions after all. He grab his drink, bumping in a rough hand that was reaching for her's. He turned his head in it's direction, smiled as we lifted the glass to his lips and took the drink in one shot. He then leaned on the bar, facing away from it. "Taking a shot or two after a hard day,eh?", he adressed to no one in particular, putting a 200 zenny from his pocket on the bar.

[Ryxingeir]

?A hit? Me making a hit?? Yuri burst out laughing. Trying unsuccessfully once to stop, she finally regained her composure, wiping a tear from her eye, ?Please hehe, I know i?m wearing a diaper, but if you make me laugh so much i?ll end up needing it.? She smiled widely, looking even cuter for the blush that laughing had brought to her face.
?How great, i didn?t know this place came with a comedy tour too, wonderful choice Miso!?
?Glad you?re enjoying yourself, now about that drink??

Yuri looked down at the orange juice the barkeeper had offered her, ?Besides, good bars always have non-alcoholic drinks in stock too, if not just to use for mixers.? she smirked, moving the orange juice away from herself and closer to where Miso was sitting on the counter, the answer was a disdainful jingling of the compass needle.

Pulling a draw-string coin purse from one of the pockets inside her sash, she retrieved two 400z coins and held them up in front of the assassin, smiling again, ?A glass of your momokawa diamond sake please ? and i?ll take a bottle of cal pico.?

[Ryxingeir]

(ooc: people who are part of this should [have been] posting while the server is down! XD;;
but seriously, there sure seems to be a lot of blonds in this bar huh? (although Yuri actually has black hair originally, she dyed it yellow a long time ago) could this convergence of hair color be coincidence? i don't think so...! )

[Krumb]

Proping his bow across his right shoulder, a tall sandy haired archer strolled down the streets of Morroc. His subtle colored clothes are travel-worn yet kept in good condition, however the sand has added a new layer of nature. As he sidesteps a merchant rambling by with his cart, the bird resting on his left arm gives a low keening, disturbed in her slumber. The amber colored bird shakes a few sand particles from its wings before scanning the surrounding buildings.

The archer, Krumb, shakes his head as he passes the seemingly rowdy bar, but the fiery haired woman with the falcon by the window made him pause. Actually, the sudden movement of his falcon made him pause, as the green ribboned bird flew to perch on the window and trill at the much cleaner falcon with the woman.

Damnit Talli, every single time...

With a sigh, the man hurries over, speaking both to his falcon and the other bird's owner.

"Talli, come back here. Ah, sorry miss, my companion," Krumb whistles a few low notes and the animal gives him a glare before trilling again."Enjoys meeting others of her kind. I'm sorry for bothering you." He sighs again, and hopes the other falcon, or the lady for that matter, does not take offense to Talli's open greeting.

(Just added color to distinguish the spoken bits. Krumb - Dex/Int/Agi sniper/hunter)

[Rhino_Man]

"bah, they always send me after her... why me..." the wizard shook the sand out of her red tinted cloak and kicked a rock out of the path with her pointy boots. "stupid woman always getting into all sorts of stupid trouble... leaving me to bail her out every time." She was grumbling as she walked up the streets of morroc, her distaste for the heat obvious as she tried to reveal very little of her skin, yet managed to reveal quite a lot of it whenever someone very handsome looking walked by.

She was writhing with such anger, that the arrow pierced apple on her head was rocking back and forth as she walked, her poise somewhat destroyed by the fact that her hair was frizzing out in the heat.

In short order she made it to the bar and took note of the cart sitting outside. "bloody hell..." she muttered as she surveyed it and considered very VERY briefly trying to move it. Changing her mind, she sighed and walked into the door of the establishment. "Rhino, get your BUTT in gear, we're leaving RIGHT now." she proclaimed to the bar in general as she burst through the door.

She figured everyone would be silent now, and pulled out her arc wand and pointed it at the blacksmith by the bar, who by now was on her 6th whiskey. "I'm not kidding!" She was yelling now.

The blacksmith merely began to sing a mournful song from her birthplace. Sadly, and most disturbingly it seemed to be a pirate song.

[Huntress]

... my companion, enjoys meeting others of her kind. I'm sorry for bothering you.

She turned around to see a kindred hunter speaking to her, his bird singing to hers. She was not in a mood to talk much and only shrugged. Her falcon was free to sing to whomever he chuses, and he did trill back at the other bird with much joy happy to see one of his kind. They were good companions despite their very different natures, she rather taciturn and the young animal quite the opposite. They however shared a love for hunting and traveling and were undoubtedly a great duo.

Alas she felt obligated to some sort of response, she mumbled a "no problem" at the hunter and hoped he would go away soon enough.