Seventh Heaven Bar - Main Room
Tifa's Seventh Heaven Bar has a campy feeling to it, primarily constructed of
dark wood with occasional items for decoration. Several worn tables grace the
area near the door, looking beaten up from years of patrons. The bar is more
well kept, stocked with a vast amount of alcoholic beverages and components for
mixed drinks. The room is just a tad dimly lit, feeling cozy and familiar at
the same time. Other areas of interest are the entrance to the kitchen, and a
porch with some comfy chairs. All in all, the Seventh Heaven is a nice tribute
to what someone can put together for a business if they try. A machine for a
game similar to pinball sits on the less used side of the room, sporting an
"Out of Order" sign. Most of the damage that was obvious only a little while
ago is now repaired with more permenant fixes, so the bar once again is back to
it's former self.
[Exits : (B)ack Room, (K)itchen, (U)pstairs, and (O)ut ]
[Sleepers: Vell, Nina, Tifa, and Sanban_Ryu ]
[Things : None ]
>Tifa has connected.
>Ryan sits at a table, half-asleep. He REALLY needs to find someplace else to
waste time.
>Tifa walks downstairs, glancing over at Ryan. She softens her footfalls, so as
to not disturb him.
>Ryan sits up. Guess he wasn't entirely asleep. "Hmm? Oh, hey Tifa."
>Tifa smiles. "Good afternoon, Ryan."
>Ryan nods to Tifa. "Hey... can I just get like a beer or something?"
>Tifa nods.. "Of course.. What kind?"
>Ryan shrugs. "Doesn't really matter, actually..."
>Tifa grabs the first thing she comes across, then, and hands you your beer.
"How are things?"
>Ryan says, rather dryly, "Better then usual. Haven't gotten into a fight yet
today." He doesn't seem nearly as injured as he was before, either.
>Tifa beams. "Yokkata, I'm glad. "
>Ryan smirks. "And things seem to be a bit quieter in here. Means less property
damage."
>Cloud has arrived.
>Cloud climbs down the stairs, nodding to Ryan. "Good evening."
>Ryan sits up. "Oh, hey."
>Tifa asks, "Hmm?"
>Cloud asks, "(OOC) Um, where are the two of you?"
>Tifa (OOC) is talking to Ryan, just brought him beer.
>Ryan is at a table.
>Cloud takes a seat at the table. "Good evening, Ryan. How was your ... meeting?"
>Ryan raises his eyebrow. "Not as inormative as I'd have liked."
>Cloud nods. "So what happened?" He looks up towards Tifa.
>Tifa doesn't know a thing, so she shrugs quietly.. She's pretty subdued today.
>Cloud pulls out a seat for Tifa, nodding quietly towards it.
>Ryan peers at Cloud. "She wasn't all that talkative. Too... preoccupied. Did
give an interesting tidbit, though."
>Cloud says, "What?"
>Ryan elaborates. "You know this isn't the first... 'Mother' of theirs, right?"
>Cloud nods. "Right."
>Ryan says, "Well... the first one was killed by humans."
>Cloud nods. "I think Astrid mentioned that."
>Ryan hmms, and nods. "The Quater Knights... what she called Harken and the
other 'elders', they let it happen for some reason."
>Cloud nods, crossing his arms.
>Ryan says, "Not sure how useful that little detail is, but it shows that
loyalty is far from a universal trait."
>Cloud nods. "That all?"
>Ryan rubs his nose. "Everything else she said, we already knew." Pause. "And
she wasn't exactly focusing on discussion."
>Cloud says, "... ... ..."
>Ryan doesn't dare elaborate.
>Cloud says, "... so what else happened?"
>Tifa raises her eyebrows.
>Ryan peers at Cloud. "Nothing you'd be interested in."
>Cloud says, "... all right."
>Well, maybe with Tifa.
>Cloud (OOC) whaps Ryan. O.o
>Ryan (OOC) ows! ;_;
>Ryan rambles incoherently, "She had this thing, I didn't even know you could do
that with THAT." 9.9
>Cloud says, "... do what?"
>Ryan blinks, roused from his reverie. "Erm, never mind."
>Tifa @.@;
>Tifa. o O (Oh my..)
>Cloud crosses his arms. "You sure you're all right, Ryan?" he inquires softly.
>Ryan blinks. "Hmm? Oh, yeah. Just didn't get much sleep."
>Cloud . o O ( ... ... ... )
>Don Corneo has arrived.
>Don Corneo >:)
>Ryan (OOC) falls out of his chair O_o
>Ryan (OOC) KILLS Yuffie
>Dare I say: I told you so?
>Don Corneo says, "(OOC) Go for it. She won't mind. ^_^;"
>Cloud (OOC) hides Tifa protectively. o.o
>Don Corneo struts on in from outside, his chin lifted high as he taps his cane
against the floor. "... hmmm..."
>l don
Don Corneo
You see a pudgy man dressed in a gaudy suit of red and gold. His face bares a
passing resemblence to that of a pig, with beady black eyes, a pudgy nose, and
full fat lips. Two thin streaks of gold hair lay beneath his nose in an odd
moustache, and a small patch of blonde covers his head in a futile attempt to
fight off a bald spot. Countless rings of emerald, ruby, gold, and silver
adorn his pudgy fingers, showing that he most likely has great wealth. He even
carries himself with a smug, snobbish aire... and to those beautiful women who
catch his eye, he may try to show a bit more then just that. *shudder* x.x
Carrying:
>Cloud looks up as Don Corneo enters. He tilts his head. "Hello? Can I help you?"
>Ryan sits at a table with Cloud (and Tifa? I forget)
>Cloud says, "(OOC) Make note: Kill Yuffie."
>Don Corneo glances at Cloud, squinting his beady black eyes... then hrmns.
"Maybe. Whom might you be, Child?"
>Ryan (OOC) jots that down
>Cloud says, "... ... ... I'm watching the bar for now. May I help you?"
>Don Corneo nods. "Then, Bartender, make my a scotch." He sniffs slightly, as
if Cloud's smell deterred him.
>Tifa is sitting, yep. n.n She peers at the don, glad to not have to stand for
once.
>Ryan just... sweatdrops. Hoo-kay. Ryan just ignores the pudgy man.
>Cloud looks over at Tifa, then nods, and stands up to get the Don a glass of
scotch.
>Cloud fetches the scotch, and then brings it back to Don Corneo at... where?
>Hopefully across the street.
>Tifa stares at a name someone carved into the table at one time, almost blank.
>Ryan stage-whispers to Tifa, "Hey, you know this guy?"
>Don Corneo is now standing beside a bar seat, examining it when Cloud arrives.
He looks up at the man, then sniffs slightly. "Good. Now, Bartender, if you
would, clean this seat. It's absolutely filthy!" He taps his cane against the
floor, loudly.
>Tifa shakeshakes her head. "Never seen him." She whispers back.
>Ryan shrugs, and does his best to ignore him.
>Tifa glares at the Don. Oh god, not another one of those freaks. Why don't
you go to that nice cafe across the street? It's a bar for god's sake..
>Cloud looks back up at the Don as he places the glass before him. He looks
towards Tifa, and calmly tells himself not to just slug the fat freak, as he
picks up a towel, to go wipe down the seat.
>Don Corneo picks up the glass, watching Cloud with a haughty expression... then
quietly seats himself on the stool after the man is done, not even bothering to
thank him.
>Cloud's eye twitches just a bit before he heads back to rejoin the group at the
table.
>Luckily for the Don, Ryan is in a rather good mood (and has to run shortly,
OOCly), so he'll hold himself back.
>Don Corneo takes a sip from the glass, then makes a sour expression. He sets
the glass down, giving Cloud a scathing look. "You call this scotch?"
>Ryan says, "Yeah, we're silly that way."
>Cloud says, "..." as he looks back from his table. "Yes. What's wrong with it?"
>Don Corneo sputters, angrily. "It tastes like you've watered it down."
>Cloud shakes his head. "Not at all."
>Don Corneo picks up a glass, giving it a look. "... get me some wine... I
can't drink this spitwash you call Scotch."
>Ryan sweatdrops. "I... think I'll come back later."
>Cloud sighs, standing up. "Excuse me." He goes to find some wine.
>Ryan heads for the door . o O ( Never fails >.< )
>o
** I have to run OOCly **
Seventh Heaven Bar - Main Room
Tifa's Seventh Heaven Bar has a campy feeling to it, primarily constructed of
dark wood with occasional items for decoration. Several worn tables grace the
area near the door, looking beaten up from years of patrons. The bar is more
well kept, stocked with a vast amount of alcoholic beverages and components for
mixed drinks. The room is just a tad dimly lit, feeling cozy and familiar at
the same time. Other areas of interest are the entrance to the kitchen, and a
porch with some comfy chairs. All in all, the Seventh Heaven is a nice tribute
to what someone can put together for a business if they try. A machine for a
game similar to pinball sits on the less used side of the room, sporting an
"Out of Order" sign. Most of the damage that was obvious only a little while
ago is now repaired with more permenant fixes, so the bar once again is back to
it's former self.
[Exits : (B)ack Room, (K)itchen, (U)pstairs, and (O)ut ]
[Players : Don Corneo(Pup), Cloud, and Tifa ]
[Sleepers: Vell, and Sanban_Ryu ]
[Things : None ]
>Ryan walks back in . o O ( Great, he's still here O_o )
>Don Corneo clicks the cell phone shut, slipping it back into his coat. He
seems quite confident now. "You're going to regret throwing me across the
room, Whore."
>Cloud is moving towards Tifa, as Corneo just summoned someone.
>The guards by Don Corneo's side reach into their own coats, pulling out their
fire arms...
>Ryan cracks his knuckles. "Hey, Cloud, piggie here giving you trouble?" Ryan
could sure pass as a bouncer. A really good looking bouncer.
>Tifa says, "Get out, or I will make you regret being born male -.-;"
>Ryan takes the gun-pulling thing as a 'yes'
>Yuffie has arrived.
>Hitori hurries in, a forgotten cell-phone in hand.
>Tifa cracks her knuckles, grinning. She's been out of practice faar too long.
. o O (I want to kick someone's ass >.<)
>Don Corneo grins broadly at Hitori's arrival, then calls out to her. "That
b*t*h over there is trying to hurt me, Hitori. Now take care of her."
The guards train their weapons on Cloud, watching him warily.
>Cloud says, "(OOC) Just to be sure: Ryan is behind the guards, I'm in front?
Okay..."
>Don Corneo (OOC) nods. :)
>Ryan (OOC) If the guards are facing away from the door, yup
>Cloud inclines his head, and then kinds of waves at the guards with a faint
smile on his face. Not going to do anything here, nope.
>Tifa smiles and waves pleasantly at Hitori ^_^ "Hello. Get out of my bar or
I'm calling the police."
>Ryan will happily bap each and every one of them as they leave ^_^
>Hitori looks surprised by this, her face showing astonishment . o O ( No! Why
them?! ) She grits her teeth, then spots Ryan. She knows that he'll try to
help... so she runs up behind him and tries to knock him out on the back of the
head with her gloved fist.
>Ryan . o O ( Picking on the volptuous girl... it's just... WRONG! )
>Hitori showed up after Ryan, so should be behind him? :)
>Ryan would presume so, yup
>Ryan was not really paying attention to his backside. Whoopsie. He gets a good
whallop on the back of the noggin'. Well, he doesn't seem to have been knocked
unconscious, but he has those cute little SD swirly eyes as he wobbles on his
feet @_@
>The action, however, drew the attention of one of the guards. He turns around,
spotting the wobbling Ryan, then moves to rush him to the ground.
>Hitori lowers her hand, biting her lip as she notes Ryan's condition . o O (
I'm sorry! )
>Don Corneo frowns at Hitori's lack of fighting. He shouts an angry order.
"Attack the Whore, NOW!"
>Tifa takes that as a chance to charge the guard attacking Ryan o.o
>Ryan, being momentarily dazed, is easily taken down by the guard. I DO hope
that guy didn't want to have kids... Ryan's going to be pissed in a moment. As
for Ryan, he got a healing spell two nights ago, so isn't QUITE as beat up.
>Cloud frowns, waiting for a moment when the guards aren't watching.
The guard seats himself on Ryan's chest, trying to keep him down as he raises
the barrel of his gun beneath the man's chin. "Stay out of this."
>Ryan smirks indigantly at the guard as the stun wears thin. "I'll think about
it."
>The other two guards continue to watch Cloud, knowing better then to watch
their friend. Afterall, Cloud does look formidable.
>Cloud doesn't have a sword anymore, sorry.
>Hitori snaps to at Don Corneo's shout. She grimaces slightly, then turns
around. She slips off her high heels, then runs towards Tifa, curling the
fingers of her gloved hand so that a green plasma blade extends forth.
>Cloud frowns as he moves slowly to the left...
>Ryan ponders how to deal with his guy. A swift kick to the face? A bit
cumbersome, nowhere near flashy enough. Hmm.
>Tifa ducks back, doing the same with her glove. Yuffie?! O.O
>l yuffie
Yuffie
The young oriental teen before you wears a solemn melancholy expression. Her
dark brown hair matches her soft brown eyes, eyes that seem a bit dulled by
grief and loss. Oddly enough, this girl actually seems pretty now, instead of
just cute. Her hair has been done up so that it glistens with a soft light. No
longer restrained by her old bandana, the locks tumble free, draping over the
left side of her face, and hiding the thin scar there. A touch of makeup has
been added to her pale features, tinting her lips a smooth red, and enhancing
her already soulful brown eyes.
She currently wears something that one would never have expected from her. Her
slim, athletic body is encased in a silken Chinese dress of emerald green.
Beautiful golden designs trim the outfit as it accentuates what little form she
has, making her look more feminine then ever before. Two long slits cut up each
side of the dress to the hips, allowing a glimpse of her legs, as well as the
thin scar, which encircles the knee of her right leg. The dress is sleeveless,
leaving her arms bare and revealing the strange metal glove covering her right
hand. On her feet she wears a pair of dark green high heels, which add several
inches to her small height.
Once she carried herself with the strong, fluid grace of a trained ninja. Now,
she walks with a faint limp, obviously favoring her left leg over her right.
Her steps are careful and calculated, as if she were taught to walk in a new
way. No longer does she seem filled with vibrant energy and life; the previous
zest crushed beneath the sense of loss and confusion. A true smile is rare to
her now, as so many false ones grace her face. Despite all this, she does
retain some pride of herself now, no matter how misplaced it may be. When
needed, she is still able to show the training that accompanied the old Yuffie,
though now, the actions are mechanical, used without the strong emotions that
once gave them life.
Carrying:
Metal Glove, Bag, and Midgaard City Map
>Hitori says, "(OOC) Cloud, are you right in front of Tifa? I forgot. ^^;"
>Cloud says, "(OOC) She went past me earlier, I think."
>Tifa (OOC) nods.
>Tifa crouches and waits for Hitori to approach close enough, looking
determined. Why the hell do I always end up fighting you? 9.9
>Cloud says, "(OOC) You fought Hitori before? @.@"
>Ryan (OOC) whaps Cloud. "Hotori is Yuffie, baka."
>Hitori comes at Tifa in a series of quick slashes and stabs, aiming for the
arms and legs as to not mortally injure the girl.
>Tifa says, "(OOC) Tifa got one glove, Yuffie got the other n.n"
>Tifa manages to block deftly, she's had years of training with gloves.. The
blade itself she's not used to, on the other hand, so She really doesn't have
much int he way of offense with the blade.
>Cloud moves just a bit more to the left, hoping that the guards are too busy
watching the fight.
>Hitori, on the other hand, is used to training with bladed weapons, though this
plasma sword is a bit awkward. She slices a quick slash at Tifa's knee while
bringing up her left foot in an attempt to kick the taller woman in the chin.
>Now, if this were, say, a female guard, Ryan wouldn't mind too much. However,
since it isn't, our friendly neighborhood brawler takes matters into his own
hands, tapping the guard on the back of the head. With his foot. To get his
attention, you see.
>The two guards are distracted by the fight, their eyes watching Tifa bounce,
as Don Corneo does the same.
>The guard atop of Ryan blinks, then turns his head, keeping the barrel tucked
beneath Ryan's chin. "?"
>Cloud immediately tackles the first guard, trying to knock him into the second.
>Tifa reaches up to block the kick, forgetting about the blade entirely.. Hope
those are steeltoes. Her knee, however, gets a nice slice.. Oww..
>Ryan KICKS the sucker in the face 9.9
>The guard atop of Ryan tumbles off of the man, clutching his broken nose. The
one Cloud tackled goes down, his partner already taking aim at the blond and
*firing* off two shots.
>Ryan stands up, dusting himself off. "Amateur."
>Hitori lets out a pained shout as the blade bites into her bare foot, parting
the sole. She quickly brings the foot away, limping back as she viciously
slashes the plasma weapon forward, in a blind attempt to get away.
>Cloud's already rolling off the guard as soon as he hits the ground. Let the
shots land where he was, as he rolls onto his knee and launches himself towards
the second guard.
>Ryan dashes towards the guard who fired at Cloud. Hey, Spikey's keeping him
busy, might as well get some use out of that
>The guard fires off another shot at the incoming Cloud, reacting as fast as he
can.
>Tifa yelps loudly as her shounder gets grazed, before she drops down on her
injured knee. She gets rid of the blade and leans forward in an attempt to give
a good old fasioned blow to the midsection.
>Don Corneo looks worried and surprised by this. His guards, beaten so quickly,
and his new bodyguard, stuck in a fight that she seems to be losing. He
growls, then brings up his fist, where a whittled down cure materia is imbedded
in a ring, concentrating on Hitori . o O ( I'm deducting this from her pay! )
>Hitori, unbalanced by her wounded foot, falls back, Tifa's punch just barely
missing her as she falls beneath it. Then, a faint green glow surrounds her,
sealing up the wound in her foot.
>Cloud slams a fist into the guard's face, ignoring the grazed bullet wound on
his right shoulder.
>Ryan is apparently tag-teaming a guard with Cloud, while Yuffie combats Tifa,
and the Don watches on. Be afraid.
>Tifa scowls at Hitori, still crouched because he knee refuses to support her.
She waits, defensively.
>Derek steps in...and blinkg..
>Tamahome has arrived.
>Derek exclaims, "What the #$%^@!?!"
>Don Corneo has his fist raised, having just cast cure on Hitomi. One guard
lies on the ground, nursing a broken nose, while another lays knocked out. The
third is being tackled by Cloud, who has taken a bullet wound. Hitori and Tifa
are in the center of the room, apparantly fighting, with Hitori falling back.
>Ryan is trying to beat up on the remaining guard, but Cloud will probably
finish him up first. Oh well.
>Hitori rolls to her feet, vanishing the plasma blade. Now only a mere two
yards from Tifa, she eyes the taller women with a wary expression, her ungloved
hand reaching into her dress for something hidden there.
>Yeah, but I ruined your boots! Ha ha!
>Hitori wasn't wearing shoes. o.o
>Tamahome swings the door open, smiling happily, and blinks. "Uh...." . o O (
Okay, wrong door. ) He then clenches his fist afterwards, as his ogre symbol
flares on his forehead, "I don't mean to interupt, but...."
>Derek asks, "Cloud, Ryan, what's going on here?!?"
>Ryan spits out, "Just a MOMENT", while he gives Guard #3 a good 'ol fashioned
boot-to-da-head
>Cloud stands up, bringing a hand to his wounded shoulder. Fight over?
>Tifa just watches Hitori, shoulder and knee bleeding. . o O (What the heck is
she taking out?)
>( A glint of light flickers in Hitori's hand as it reveals itself again. In a
single, quick movement, the object flies forward, flashing for Tifa's shoulder.
)
>Derek blinks, looking across the room, "Tifa?" . o O ( Who the hell is that
other guy? >_> )
>It's RYAN, you know, that strange guy who hangs out her- oh, you meant HIM. No
idea.
>Don Corneo suddenly finds himself alone. He curses, then shouts out to Hitori.
"Finish this and return home afterwards!" Then, he RUNS out the door. @_@
>Derek's widen, "Tifa!" He blinks and looks at Don, running right at him..
>Tamahome crosses his arms, as he walks into the room, "...." He then looks
around at each person for a moment. The gaurds, and the others. Well, he
makes a guess. He smirks, "Okay.. I see." he GRABS for Don, "Excuse me...Have
any idea whats going on?"
>Tifa's already injured shoulder, meet dagger. Dagger, meet Tifa's shoulder. I
smell a limit break coming up pretty soon..
>Don Corneo is gross. Is fat. Is ugly. You sure you wanna block him, Derek?
9.9
>Cloud spins, at Derek's cry, as he looks towards Tifa. He starts to head for
her as well.
>Don't forget smelly
>Derek snaps his hand up and gives Don a TK shove..rather roughly..
>Ryan decides to break ranks... He goes for the source of the trouble. Just hope
kicks and punches can get through the sequins and blubber!
>Don Corneo moves to dodge Tamahome, then is knocked over by Derek! "YEEP!"
>Derek scowls, "Do yourself a favor...stay put." -_-
>Derek reaches back and draws his sword to emphasize his point..
>Hitori leaps in after she watches the dagger sink in, a guilty expression on
her face. "... I'm sorry." Then, she strikes out with a spinning punch, aiming
to drive her gloved fist against Tifa's cheek.
>Don Corneo lets out a faint squeal, gulping... then nods.
>Tifa slams the fist aside and lunges at Hitori, springing off of her good leg.
>Tifa. o O (I don't wanna fight her, but.. x.x)
>Derek says, "(OOC) Just kick her ass, Tifa.. Let her heal on her own for once.."
>Tamahome's eyebrow raises slightly, as he looks over towards Derek. "Well...
Now I am really wondering who is the one picking on the young damsels. Is this
really any way to treat the ladies, now?"
>Ryan pouts. He won't get to beat him up! ;_;
>Derek looks over at Tamahome. He looks back over and narrows his eyes, "Yuffie?"
>Hitori is spun off balance by the counterforce of Tifa's own glove. She
spreads her arms out to regain the balance, only to get tackled by Tifa.
>Cloud stops short of Tifa, as he observes the catfight, rubbing his neck,
wincing at his shoulder. He looks towards Don Corneo. "Call off your dog, now!"
>Hitori is called a bitch by Cloud. ;_;
>Tamahome's eyes blink, and he looks around the room slowly afterwards. He
frowns, and then looks down towards Don. Bingo! o/~ Is his name-o-
>Derek gives the Don a poke with his sword, "Do it.."
>Tifa simply tackles, then rolls off of Hitori. Time for retreat, while she's
down. )*&)%(&)( leg!
>Don Corneo pretends he doesn't hear. In fact, he seems to have fainted. Wuss.
Derek mutters something and then yells over, "Yuffie! Stop it!" -_-
>Ryan mumbles something about low-class villains these days, right before
spinning around to check on Tifa and 'Hitori'.
>Don Corneo really seems to have fainted. Too many pork rinds, I tell you.
>Cloud frowns, as he turns towards Hitori. Wait, Yuffie?
>Derek (OOC) remebers that stupid glove...almost took her face off the other
night..
>Hitori gasps, catching her breath. She freezes at the sound of her name, then
shakes it off, getting to her feet again . o O ( I am *NOT* Yuffie. Yuffie was
the person before. I was never Yuffie. ) She grits her teeth, then curls her
fingers again, forming the plasma blade.
>Tifa pulls herself to her feet, using a table for leverage. "Yuffie! Stop
this!"
>Ryan isn't above whupping Yuffie's butt a little, but she can easily get
another hit or two in before he can.
>Hitori pauses for a moment, then disperses the plasma blade. However, she
quickly dashes for Tifa again after that, ducking low so that she can strike a
gloved punch beneath the taller woman's chin.
>Derek yells again, "Yuffie! I'm not repeating myself again. Stop this...now..."
>Tamahome just..looks over and watches 'Hitori' for a few moments. . o O ( Huh?
Okay.. Girl against girl. Now what? First... Check to see who has the most
money, and help her. )
>Tifa blocks to absorb some of the blow.. But not enough that it doesn't send
her crashing back into the table because she can't balance due to her knee.
>Don Corneo has a purse filled with over 1,000,000 gil. o.o Help him! o.o
>Cloud blinks, looking towards Hitori. He steps towards Yuffie, reaching to try
to grab an arm when possible. "Yuffie?"
>Tifa is also working with only one operative arm, no less. Oops.
>Okay. Bouncy girl beat up, equals bad. This CANNOT be tolerated! Ryan leaps
towards the fray, conveniently forgetting he has nothing that can block a
plasma blade. Whoops.
>Tamahome (OOC) Suddenly I found a new best friend! :D *takes Corneo's purse* MY
BEST PAL! *runs off on vacation with the purse, leaving Corneo behind*
>Hitori shakes her head at the costant shouts of her old name. "I'm Hitori!
Get it right, you jerks!" She quickly spins as everyone approaches, extending
the plasma blade again in attempt to fend the people off . o O ( Why can't they
get out of my life! )
>Derek swears under his breath and glares at 'Hitori'. One attempted TK slam
into the ceiling coming up..
>Ryan skids to a halt, narrowly missing having vital organs removed by that
blade. He takes a step back...
** I get bumped **
Seventh Heaven Bar - Main Room
Tifa's Seventh Heaven Bar has a campy feeling to it, primarily constructed of
dark wood with occasional items for decoration. Several worn tables grace the
area near the door, looking beaten up from years of patrons. The bar is more
well kept, stocked with a vast amount of alcoholic beverages and components for
mixed drinks. The room is just a tad dimly lit, feeling cozy and familiar at
the same time. Other areas of interest are the entrance to the kitchen, and a
porch with some comfy chairs. All in all, the Seventh Heaven is a nice tribute
to what someone can put together for a business if they try. A machine for a
game similar to pinball sits on the less used side of the room, sporting an
"Out of Order" sign. Most of the damage that was obvious only a little while
ago is now repaired with more permenant fixes, so the bar once again is back to
it's former self.
[Exits : (B)ack Room, (K)itchen, (U)pstairs, and (O)ut ]
[Players : Tamahome, Derek, Yuffie, Don Corneo(Pup), Cloud, and Tifa ]
Players online who you are watching for:
Cloud Derek Eria Esmerelda
Lyrae
Done.
[Sleepers: Vell, and Sanban_Ryu ]
[Things : None ]
>Tifa isn't poor, she owns the bar ^^;
>Hitori is suddenly picked up off the ground by an invisible force and slammed
into the ceiling, hard enough to knock the breath from her body.
>Derek sheathes his sword and walks over, looking up with a stony glare, "Care
to explain this, kiddo?" -_-
>Cloud blinks for half a second as Hitori gets swept off, before moving to Tifa
swiftly. "Tifa...?"
>Hitori struggles slightly, trying to break free... then shouts. "Let... me GO!"
>Ryan blinks. Who the hell did that? Oh, wait, Derek got tricks now.
>Don Corneo now proceeds to try and crawl out of the bar... o_o
>Derek crosses his arms, "Yuffie, explain NOW!"
>Ryan is too busy checking Tifa out... I mean, for injures, to watch the Don.
"Cloud, there a first aid kit around here?"
>Tamahome now proceeds to try and pull Corneo back. "Uh, uh, uh. Stay put,
fella."
>Cloud nods. "Behind the bar." He doesn't make a move to get it, as he's busy
checking Tifa over himself... in a nonhentai way.
>Hitori lets out another shout. "I'm not Yuffie! You've made a mistake!"
>Don Corneo looks up at Tamahome... then reaches into his coat, bringing out a
hefty purse. "Look, I'll pay you.."
>Ryan fiddles under the bar for a moment, before finally pulling it out. "Got
it."
>Derek points, "Sure...you nearly took half your face off with that glove two
nights ago, Yuffie. I healed you, remember?" -_-
>Tamahome smirks, as he looks down at Corneo while his suzaku seishi symbol on
his forehead glows brightly. "Oh? How much will you pay for your freedom?" he
asks with glee.
>Hitori continues to struggle, shaking her head back and forth. "My name is
*HITORI*! I don't know who Yuffie is! Now let me DOWN!"
>Tifa picks herself up dizzily, sorta..
>Ryan sweatdrops. "Great, she lost her memory AGAIN." Glancing over at Tifa,
"Hey, stay put a sec." He opens the kit.
>Don Corneo blinks at the obvious greed... then grins. "... this, for letting
me ago... and five more purses, with the same amount, if you help beat up the
people helping the woman."
>Derek lowers Hitori down, still keeping her nice and secure in a TK field. He
brings her down enough to look closely at her face...
>Tifa dusts off wood peices, half kneeling still. She starts scooting her way
towards the telephone..
>Tamahome hrmmms, thinking about it for a moment. "Hrmmmm...Sorry, my price is a
bit high. Thats not enough money." he winks, as he tries to hold Corneo in
place, "Too bad. ^_^"
>Hitori shakes her head, angrily. Despite what one might suspect, there's
obvious recognition of Derek in those eyes. She sucks in a breath, makes a wet
noise... then spits in Derek's face.
>Cloud boosts Tifa up. "Let me help..." as he reaches to lift her up.
>Ryan winces at that little show, handing the kit over to Cloud. He can handle
this. Ryan has to go deal with a certain Don. -.-;
>Don Corneo growls, then hisses at Tamahome. "10 million gil, and that's my
last offer..."
>Pan has arrived.
>Pan-chan waves
>Tifa is helped up gratefully, only just not pulling the dagger from her
shoulder. It starts bleeding pretty nastily.
>Derek blinks, the spittle running down his cheek. He narrows his eyes, "I guess
I was mistaken after all..." Dropping the field suddenly (with Hitori at a
rather awkward position) he reaches up and wipes his cheek off, "Get the hell
out. And don't come back.."
>Ryan taps Don Corneo on the shoulder. The pig of a man happens to be crawling
on the floor near the door.
>Cloud takes the kit as he supports Tifa. "Hey! I need a cure materia here,
now!" he calls out to Derek.
>Tamahome looks in thought for a bit...Quite tempting... Oooh, he could use that
money for so many good things. Oh yes yes. "Well, I'm sorry, but the lives of
these people cost a whole lost more. 100 million gil per head." He just
continues to hold Corneo in place, smiling with glee. ^_^
>Tamahome (OOC) I have Corneo down allready, Ryan. ;)
>Tifa reaches for the phone with her good hand. Hell with this, she'll call the
police. -.-
>Don Corneo pauses... then grimaces. "How about just 10 milllion gil for
getting me out of here?"
>Pan-chan pikus?
>Ryan (OOC) So? I can get a few licks in too.
>Derek looks over at Cloud's request. He turns and hurries over, "Get that thing
out of her shoulder, Strife..."
>Tamahome shakes his head, as he replies, "No, sorry. Not enough. 60 million
gil for that one! ^_^"
>Derek . o O ( This is the #$@%ingest birthday I've ever had... )
>Pan-chan wonders why everyone's talking about fish?
>Hitori gets to her feet, looking at Derek with a moment of guilt... then steels
her expression, knowing that she made the decision to leave her old life
behind. "Go to hell." She reaches into her torn chinese dress, then pulls out
a handful of black spheres, tossing them at the ground forcefully.
>Cloud nods. "Tifa, hold still." He places one hand over Tifa's good hand.
"Please... we need to take care of you," as he takes the phone. "... I'll call."
>Ryan draws back his foot, whistling to himself, right as he gives the Don a
swift kick in the @$$. At that, he dashes over to see if Cloud and Derek need
help taking care of Tifa...
>Don Corneo OUCHES at the kick. >.<
>Tifa looks at the spheres dazedly.. . o O (x.x)
>Derek whirls at the sound of the spheres hitting the ground, "You already told
me to!" He cuts loose and sends a rather forceful shove Hitori's way..
>Pan-chan looks at Don Corneo, and asks, "Is he bad man?"
>The black spheres *explode* against the floor, releasing a choking cloud of
thick soot.
>Tamahome winks at Don, as he continues to hold him in place, "And, each moment
you wait, my price goes up."
>Hitori is shoved away, stumbling back.
>Ryan blinks just as he runs into a cloud of black dark stuff. Cough. Looks like
he isn't getting to Tifa just yet, AND you ruined his good clothes!
>Cloud makes the call... just as the soot goes boom. @.@
>Don Corneo grits his teeth, then NODS! "Fine! You can have as much as you
want... the money's at my mansion. Take me there."
>Tifa coughcoughs, covering her mouth with her active hand. She's soo pissed it
isn't even funny..
>Tamahome hrmmmmmms. "Oh, I'm sorry, but my price just went up again. ^_^" he
smirks, as he narrows his eyes towards him, "And, you don't have enough to pay
it."
>Derek coughs, pulling his shirt up over his mouth and nose, "@#$%^#!"
>Ryan coughs, "What the *koff* was *koff* THAT!?"
>Hitori hits the ground, clutching her chest.
>Don Corneo pales, then begins to shout! "HITORI! Get over here and help me!"
>Derek exclaims, "Ryan! Get a window open!"
>Cloud coughs, trying to give instructions into the phone as he waves the smog
away. x.x
>Derek coughs . o O ( Damn...what is this stuff?!? )
>Ryan coughs a moment before he reacts to Derek's request, but as soon as it
sinks in, he does so, dashing towards the windows (and knocking over a few
chairs in the process), before swinging them open
>Pan-chan wanders around, aparently unaffected by the smoke
>Hitori bites her lip, a small trickle of blood trailing from the corner of her
mouth. Her head shoots up at the Don's shout. Scrambling to her feet, she
turns and rushes for the voice.
>Tamahome smirks a moment afterwards, saying nothing. Yet what he does do, is
try to flip himself backwards, while he also attempts to toss Corneos body back
towards Hitori. He is a master of martial arts, so he could do this, but... of
course it may be harder if this fat blob struggles like mad, but hey! I'll
leave it to the player to decide. n.-
>You'd need a forklift to move the walrus
>Don Corneo is lobbed through the air like a giant bean bag. x.x He lets out a
shout, then SLAMS into Hitori, barreling her to the ground and further injuring
her already cracked ribs.
>Hitori lets out a sharp gasp, then gives a powerful shove with her gloved hand,
rollingn the Don off. Then, she shakily gets to her feet, reaching out to pick
up the fat pedo.
>Derek coughs and calls out, "Tifa? Where are you?"
>Ryan sticks his head out the window, hacking a dry cough. Too bad there isn't
much of a breeze.
>Tamahome lands neatly on his feat of course, as he then steps towards Don and
Hitori slowly afterwards, "Now, now... You REALLY need to learn to show more
respect to your ladies!"
>Derek asks, "Ryan, that window open yet?!?"
>Ryan coughs out, "Y-Yeah"
>Don Corneo falls in line behind Yuffie.
>Pan-chan wanders around looking for Tifa...
>Hitori huffs as she lifts the don over her shoulder, nearly crumpling beneath
his weight, then begins to make her way for the exit.
>Tifa calls out, "Over here!"
>Derek mutters, "Good.." He concentrates..moving something solid is entirely
different from trying to get air to move. Slowly, however, the breeze starts to
pick up . o O ( @#%$...just a little more.. )
>Pan-chan wanders over to Tifa.
>Hitori stumbles out the door.
>Derek puts a hand to his head and looks over towards Tifa's voice, "Be there in
a few seconds.."
>Yuffie leaves, with Don Corneo following behind her.
>Cloud hangs up. "All right, they're coming." He looks towards Tifa.
>The room begins to air out..
>Tamahome smirks at Hitori and Don, as he watches them leave. He shrugs, and
turns his head, "Well.. That was a nice work out. I take it everyones in one
piece?"
>Ryan steps back into the room as soon as his throat clears out. He replies to
Tama, "More or less... but Tifa was hurt."
>Tifa leans against Cloud, coughing.. " I'm okay.."
>Tamahome nods slowly afterwards, as he walks over, "I see. Well... One thing."
>Derek coughs and walks over, "Sure, Tifa.. You look perfectly healthy to
me..bleeding like that.."
>Ryan rubs his shoulder. "Damn. Get that bandaged up, I'm going looking for
those two. Don't got a CLUE what's up, but I don't like it."
>Derek says, "Cloud..here. I can't use this...but I think you should.." He
reaches in his pocket and pulls out a green stone. "I found it in the park."
>Derek throws the stone (Restore w/Cure, Cure2) over to him, "Ryan, I'm coming
with you.."
>Tamahome frowns at Ryan, "....." And, then he turns to look at Cloud
afterwards, and says, "Excuse me... I normaly charge a small fee to help
people, but.. This time, I wish to charge for information instead."
>Ryan glances at Tamahome. "I'll bite, but I don't have much to offer."
>Pan has left.
>Tifa says, "....Minna, it's allright.. Really."
>Tamahome nods, and looks over towards Ryan, "Well... Mostly, I have only a few
questions anyways..." Oh yeah, his 'ogre' symbol is gone now...Forgot to
mention that. "Where am I?" he asks softly, "Is this anywhere near Konan
country?"
>Cloud looks over at Tamahome, blinking, as he catches the Restore materia,
holding Tifa. "... What is Konan?" he asks Tamahome.
>Derek frowns as he looks over at Tifa and Cloud. As he reaches up to rake his
hair back from his eyes, he turns and heads out, "I need some air.."
>Derek has left.
>Ryan blinks. "Konan country? Um, this ain't feudal China, kid."
>Tamahome looks over towards Cloud, and says softly, "My home... It's kinda the
country where I come from." He blinks, and looks over towards Ryan, "Damn.. You
know how far away I am, then? Kinda... somehow appeared here. And, I.. uh,
sorta need to get back."
>Ryan blinks, followed shortly thereafter by a sweatdrop. "Kid, the country
ceased to exist after the Japanese occupied it and the commies took over."
>Tifa says, "Alot of people somehow end up here.. No one that I've met knows how
to get home."
>Cloud places the restore materia in his armor as he looks at Tifa's shoulder
now.
>Tamahome sighs, and rubs his temples slightly, "Damn... Then, has anyone ran
into any sort of brown haired, very cheerful girl that goes by the name 'Yuuki
Miaka'?" . o O ( ....Oh god.. Please don't have me seperated from her again. )
>Tifa's shoulder has been sliced and has had a dagger embedded in it (Now
removed), not to mention her knee is pretty ripped up, too. Other then that,
she's okay.
>Tifa says, "I'm sorry, I've never seen anyone by that name.."
>Ryan shakes his head slowly, commenting, "I'm afraid I'm not familiar with the
name."
>Cloud looks back at Tamahome. "I've never heard of that name either." He
focuses, calling on the restore materia now...
>Tamahome nods slowly afterwards, frowning, "Sou ka. Then... What is this
'gil'? I guess I may as well familirize myself with things, if I'm stuck here."
>Tifa says, "Local currency, at least here.. There are several others."
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "Actually, that isn't local currency either...
Not technically, at least, but it's accepted."
>Tamahome blinks, and nods slowly. "....Ah. Any idea if 'ryou' is accepted
here?"
>Ryan hmms, and tries to remember what metals that's made of. "Probably, if it
has gold or silver in it."
>Tifa falls silent while Cloud's working on using the materia.. Thank kamisama,
boy does it hurt..
>Cloud casts Cure 2 on Tifa, bathing her in a green glow, his eyes closed.
>Tamahome hrms, and nodnods, "Allright. Well, thats all I can think of. Thanks
for your help. I won't be charging you this time." he then smiles, and winks,
"But, next time.. Its going to cost a bit."
>Ryan smirks. "We'll see about that."
>He's not going to charge us for giving him information? What a gift. u.u
>Tamahome (OOC) From me, it is. ^_-
>Ryan has run into worse people, trust me, this guy's nuttin'
>Tamahome nods slowly afterwards, and then looks around slowly. ^_^;; "Well,
seeing as you'll be out of buisness for awhile... I'll leave you all to fix
things up."
>Ryan sweatdrops. "... Gee, thanks." =_=
>Tifa looks at her bar, and sighs x.x
>Skuld arrives, with The velvet cloak following behind.
>Cloud opens his eyes slowly, looking back down at Tifa, then looks around at
the bar. He also sighs at the mess.
>Young lady pauses in the doorway, glancing around the room.
>The bar is a mess. Looks like someone blew ash over EVERYTHING, including the
people present
>Young lady says, "Tsk...."
>l skuld
Skuld
*blink* O_O Wow, who's this? A gorgeous looking woman stands before your
eyes, and if...women are your thing then you may find it hard to take them off
of her. You'd guess she's in her early twenties somewhere, and with a figure
that just screams supermodel. Yes, she is built, and not afraid to flaunt it
in the outfit chosen. A white t-shirt with a red collar and short sleeves that
may be just a little too small for her, as well as a white skirt that's
definately too short for her. Her long raven black hair hangs over her back to
her waist, resting upon a rather plain looking purple cloak that is attached to
her shoulders. A pair of white boots are on her feet as well. She smiles to
you with her pale face and ruby red eyes, giving you a tiny wink as she notices
you inspecting her form.
Carrying:
The Darkness(Pup), and Containment Cube
>Tamahome walks away, smiling to himself. His work here is done. ^_^ He leaves
the big mess for the adults to clean up! What a nice guy!
>Tifa starts brushing the dust off of herself. "Thank you, Cloud.. Minna-san."
>Young lady says, "Hardly any way to keep up a business."
>Tifa sweatbeads.. "I'm sorry.."
>Ryan sweatdrops as he turns towards the lady. "Hey, it wasn't exactly planned
like this."
>Tamahome has left.
>Young lady says, "Hm...I suppose...."
>Cloud sighs. "Give us some time to clean up."
>Young lady says, "And I was interested in a drink, now I'm afraid to go any
further. I'm not eager to get this mess on my clean clothes. =.="
>Ryan sweatdrops again. Getting to be a habit. "Hey, it's all settled now, no
worries."
>The velvet cloak seems to flutter slightly in agreement with the young lady...
but of course, a cloak can't do that. o.o;
>Young lady eyes the ash at her feet, her arms crossed over her chest, as she
taps her foot slightly.
>Young lady sighs, stepping forward and getting ash on the bottom of her nice
new shoes! "I certainly hope the drinks are better than the atmosphere."
>Tifa sighs.. God, not another one of THOSE customers. She goes to get a broom.
"I'll have it cleanred up in a while -_-"
>Young lady isn't one of THOSE customers, she's one of THESE customers.
>Cloud sighs, as he turns the cure materia on himself, having just noticed his
grazed shoulder.
>Ryan heads over to the bar, grumbling. "Hey, take a little break, I got this
one."
>Young lady says, "I would hope so."
>Young lady stops at the bar, looking at the stool.
>Young lady puts her hands on her hips.
>Young lady 9.9
>Tifa just starts sweeping up the floor, adjusting her shirt to hide the tear in
the shoulder.
>Young lady >.> "I suppose I'll stand..."
>Ryan sighs, leaning on the bar. Hey, he's already sooty, no biggie for him.
"What do you want?" . o O ( Why are the good looking women always already
taken, or are b****es )
>The velvet cloak is good looking. u.u
>Young lady says, "Oh I don't care. Anything will do."
>Young lady isn't even looking at RYan, too busy surveying the area.
>Ryan pours the lady a beer, placing it on the counter. Oh, the temptaion of
taking in a big breath and suddenly exhaling towards her...
>Cloud rubs his shoulder, then moves it around in a circle. Good. He returns the
materia to his jumpsuit's pocket. then looks over at Tifa. He sighs, then goes
to help her clean up.
>Young lady asks, "Whatever did happen? DId you chimney sweep rebel against
you?"
>Ryan says, "Nah, just a ninja."
>Tifa just sweeps, picking up derbis here and there.
>Young lady says, "Ah. A street thug."
>Ryan says, "Whatever."
>Derek has arrived.
>Young lady asks, "Does this...ninja...often come to make a mess?"
>Cloud straightens up fallen tables and chairs.
>Tifa mutters, "No.." And bends to pick up a misplaced dagger.
>Derek storms back in, looking to be in about the same mood he was in when he
left. 'Talk to me at your own risk' kinda sums it up..
>Young lady raises an eyebrow at Derek
>Ryan narrows his eyes. "Quite often." =_=
>Young lady turns around to face Ryan finally, "What a shame."
>Derek looks over for a moment..
>Tifa waves tiredly to Derek. "Sorry for the trouble.." She continues sweeping.
>Young lady picks up her glass, taking a drink....oh look! there was a ring of
ash around the rim of the glass...teehee...nice moustache lady....
>Young lady sets the glass down.
>Young lady says, "Hm.."
>Young lady says, "I've had better."
>Derek looks back at Tifa (OOC: You'd better hope he doesn't recognize the
cloak, Skuld) and shrugs, "Nevermind that. How's the shoulder?"
>Ryan glances over at Tifa. Ryan's behind the bar at the moment. "What exactly
happened, anyway?" To the lady, "Eh."
>Tifa says, "It's fine now, thanks to a heal materia.. Thank you for asking."
>Tifa looks away from Ryan, uncomfortably..
>Ryan keeps his eyes on Tifa a moment longer then the reverse, but he breaks
away and turns back to the lady. "Want something else?"
>Young lady says, "Hmm...."
>Young lady asks, "What do you have food-wise?"
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "All the prepared stuff was wrecked, but we can
probably cook up more."
>Ryan says 'we', it means 'Cloud and Tifa'
>Young lady smiles, "That's alright. No need."
>Derek goes over and sits at the bar, "Ryan..gimme something to drink.."
>Cloud finishes straightening up all the tables, then checks to see what else
needs cleaning. Mop?
>Ryan pours Derek a beer. Seems to be getting into the role -_-
>Derek looks at the beer and then shakes his head, "No, something strong.."
>Ryan blinks. Hmm, drink the beer himself. Okay, lets try Vodka.
>Derek looks at Ryan walking over, "Just leave the bottle..."
>Tifa starts wiping down the counter, after the floor is passably clean.
"...Help yourself to whatever you want."
>Young lady says, "My my...someone is having problems."
>Young lady smiles slyly at Derek.
>Ryan sweatdrops. "Ehhh..." He does so. He walks over to Cloud, no matter what
he's doing now, (pausing a sec to glance at the lady), before asking again,
"What happened?"
>Derek doesn't look back . o O ( Boy, there's an understatement.. )
>Young lady asks, "Do you believe you can drown them in that bottle there?"
>Cloud says, "... that man tried to hire Tifa..." with a frown and an uncommon
angry look in his eyes.
>Ryan raises his eyebrow. "Eh?"
>Derek flicks a finger at the bottle, sending the stopper flying into the air to
land on the bar and roll in a circle, "Seems like an idea to me..."
>Tifa scowls, nearly putting a dent in the counter she's cleaning.. "....."
>Young lady says, "Unfortunately, not a good one."
>Cloud shakes his head. "Forget it, Ryan." He moves to take a seat at the
counter.
>Ryan shrugs. "... Okay." He glances over at Tifa, then back at Cloud. "But why
was Yuffie working with them?"
>Derek . o O ( Yuffie's snapped, Lyrae and Kim are @#$ knows where, Kei's
probably polishing her gun to come after me right now, Kataki's out there, and
NOBODY remembered my birthday!!! Seems like reason enough to get drunk to me...
)
>Tifa says, "...Don't know, yet. The man was some rich fat slob >.<"
>Young lady reaches over in front of Derek, placing her hand over the tip of the
bottle.
>Ryan doesn't even KNOW it's your birthday, baka. Now, if, say, LYRAE forgets,
THEN be worried, ne?
>Tifa reaches behind the bar, to check on something, and sighs in relief. Good,
it's unharmed..
>Tifa does ^_^
>Derek blinks, frowning a little, "Do you mind?" Either Skuld's hiding her
features, or he's too mad to notice..
>Young lady is definately hiding her features.
>Derek pulls the bottle away..
>Young lady smiles, "Come now, what will this accomplish aside from an
appointment worshiping the porcelain god in the morning?"
>Ryan takes a seat, apparently unconcerend that this will make his clothes even
MORE filthy -_-
>Derek says, "I can hold my drink, kid.."
>Young lady asks, "Kid?"
>Tifa walks over, sooty as hell, and drops a small wrapped package in front of
Derek.
>Ryan wonders if Derek has taken a look at the lady.
>Young lady asks, "My my, a birthday or two and we think we're all that, don't
we?"
>Derek narrows his eyes for a moment before looking over on the bar. Eyes
un-narrow and he blinks..
>Tifa says, "Happy birthday.. Sorry if it was ruined."
>Ryan splits his attention between Tifa and the lady, though he keeps most of it
on Tifa. She's sure a lot nicer.
>Young lady says, "Well, it appears as if I'm a pretty good guesser at that.
Happy Birthday."
>Derek turns and sets the bottle down. He looks around a moment before sighing
and bowing his head, "Thanks... Sorry for being a pain in the ass.." u_u;
>Cloud looks over at Derek. "Happy birthday," he murmurs. "What do you mean?"
>Ryan blinks, sitting up. "Eh? Birthday? Coolness."
>Tifa pats Derek's shoulder.
>Young lady says, "Open it. Open it. Show us all what you got. ^_^"
>Ryan smirks in Derek's direction. "Heh. I wonder what Lyrae has planned for
you?"
>Derek looks at Cloud for a moment and starts to explain before he looks over at
Ryan and...doesn't blush. He just shakes his head sadly, "Probably
nothing...she's still mad at me..."
>Young lady says, "Oooh...sounds like the birthday boy has a lady friend....I'll
keep my birthday kiss for you then." winking as she lightly taps Derek's cheek
with a finger.
>Derek picks the package up and starts unwrapping it, being neat about it. He
opens the box and peeks inside, "What's this..?"
>Tickle-me-Elmo! WAI!
>QUICK! KILL IT! @_@
>Derek looks over at the young lady...NOW he blushes, "Wha..?" *>_>*
>Tifa says, "...I thought you might like it, I wasn't sure what else to get."
>Cloud blinks quietly, looking over at the gift.
>Young lady smiles, "Tradition of course, birthday boy. But I'll break it for
your girlfriend."
>Derek sets the box on the counter and rubs the back of his neck, "Uhm..I don't
know if she's my...ah, girlfriend, really.." He pulls out the metallic forearm
guard resting in the box and tries it on his left arm..
>The velvet cloak unravels from around the young lady's shoulders and plops to
the ground.
>Ryan . o O ( Wimp -_- )
>Ryan blinks. "...?"
>Young lady says, "Oooh, well in that case..." leaning forward...*blink*
stopping and looking down.
>Young lady kneels down, picking up her cloak, and...whispering?
>Ryan raises his eyebrow . o O ( ... Every night, another one comes out of the
woodwork. )
>Young lady shakes her head, standing back up, leaving it on the floor.
>Young lady says, "I should have tied it tighter, that's for sure."
>The velvet cloak begins to flutter along the floor, as if a breeze had suddenly
picked it up...
>Ryan gets interested now. Even with the windows open, the air's rather still.
"..."
>Tifa asks, "Does it fit?"
>Derek nods, flexing his wrist, "Yeah..almost perfectly.." He looks over and
smiles for probably the first time today, "Thanks, Tifa.."
>Young lady says, "Ooh, let's see, birthday boy."
>Tifa smiles ^^ "No problem.."
>The velvet cloak seems to be fluttering for behind the bar... O.o;
>Derek holds up his left arm, the guard covering most of his forearm in steel,
as well as the back of his hand, "Be nice to use in a close-up fight.." He
makes a backfisting motion..
>Ryan blinks, rising out of his seat to get a closer look at that thing. "...?"
>Young lady says, "Very nice indeed."
>Cloud smiles. "Very impressive." He looks up at Tifa. "Where did you pick it
up?"
>Ryan meant the cloak, but a look at the handguard won't hurt either. "Hmm, not
bad."
>Young lady puts her hand on Derek's shoulder suddenly, leans towards him,
planting the quick kiss on his cheek she had intended to give earlier. "And
there's my gift, birthday boy."
>Tifa smiles mysteriously.. "Won't do to tell where a gift came from ^_^"
>Young lady smiles, standing back up again.
>Cloud raises an eyebrow at Tifa.
>Derek just sorta keeps his arm held up as he looks at the young lady, his
cheeks slowly turning a deep red, "Uhm..." *o_o*
>Ryan hoots and hollers for Derek. "Hey! It's about time."
>Tifa claps ^_^ Cloud, take notes!
>Derek scratches at his earring, "Er...thanks. I think..." *9_9*
>Young lady says, "Anytime, birthday boy." *wink* ^_-
>Young lady patpats Derek's shoulder before removing her hand from it.
>The velvet cloak flutters behind the bar, then gets to work. *.*
>The velvet cloak suddenly floats up from behind the bar, mixing a drink. @_@;
Cloud notes the kiss, all right, Tifa, all right. SHouldn't YOU be the kisser?
>Ryan blinks, nearly falling backwards. Cloaks don't mix drinks O_o
>Young lady blinks
>Cloud blinks, looking at the cloak.
>Young lady says, "Oh dear.."
>The velvet cloak shakes a drink mixer between two corners with vigorous
movements. It did tell the young lady that it was getting a drink.
>Tifa stares at the cloak. Want a job? O.O
>Ryan boggles O_o "Erm, why is your clothing mixing drinks?"
>Young lady says, "Because it's thirsty I believe."
>Ryan nods, as if accepting that. Then, a little later, "Thirsty!?"
>The velvet cloak mixes a perfect martini, then pours itself a glass.
>Young lady says, "Well of course."
>Derek looks over and blinks at the cloak. His good mood quickly vanishes, "You
again!?!"
>Tifa is impressed.
>Ryan . o O ( Well, it does good work =_= )
>Young lady holds out her hands, "Come here, Shi. Again?" looking at Derek.
>Cloud rubs his neck, looking at the cloak.
>Derek . o O ( If that's the moving cloak..then.. )
>The velvet cloak dips a corner into the tiny glass, taking a small sip by
soaking up the liquid, then raises another corner, as if peering at the young
lady. That corner bobs, followed by the entire cloak, holding the glass,
floating over to the young lady.
>Derek looks over at the young lady for a moment and then looks at the cloak
again
>Young lady takes the cloak in her arms, letting it finish its drink.
>Young lady looks at Derek with a smile, "Is there something wrong, birthday
boy?"
>Cloud just follows the motion of the cloak with his head. "... ... ..."
>Ryan boggles. But I mentioned that already O_o
>Derek says, "Yeah, that cloak's flipped me off before...unless I've got the
wrong moving cloak.."
>Tifa says, "How does a cloak flip someone off? o.o;"
>Young lady says, "Oh dear. I'm afraid you must."
>Young lady says, "I don't teach Shi such tricks."
>The velvet cloak pauses, recognizing Derek. It raises up a corner, forming a
fuzzy hand, and waves.
>Young lady smiles, "See?"
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. Apparently forgetting who he is, he comments,
"Don't that just beat all." O_o
>Derek crosses his arms. He looks like he's sure he's right..
>Tifa ohs x.x
>Young lady says, "Don't be afraid of Shi. It's a very good piece of apparel."
The velvet cloak then holds the martini out to Derek.
>Cloud blinks slowly, then sighs, as he looks at Ryan. "May I have a drink?"
>Derek looks at the wave, "Yeah, whatever.." . o O ( I'm losing my mind.. )
>Derek says, "(OOC) Any comments will be dealt with harshly! -_-"
>Found it!
>Just noticed?
>Ryan blinks, glancing over at Cloud. "Ask the cloak. It's better at it." O_o
>How can you lose something that never was there?
>Derek (OOC) hmphs..fine..
>Derek has disconnected.
>Ryan (OOC) O_o
>Cloud looks over at the cloak. "... ... ..." He refuses to say anything to it.
o.o
>The velvet cloak (OOC) can do that too!
>The velvet cloak has disconnected.
>Derek (OOC) laughs and points, "Nyahahaha! Gotcha again, Ryan!"
>The velvet cloak (OOC) snickers.
>Ryan (OOC) BEATS Derek senseless
>The velvet cloak raises a corner and seems to look at Cloud.
>Young lady oocly giggles, "Point for Derek!" ^_^
>Ryan (OOC) Violence may not solve anything, but it's REALLY gratifying =_=
>Derek (OOC) shows Rachel the pictures of Ryan and Uriel from yesterday, "I
couldn't agree more.."
>The velvet cloak says, "(OOC) ... o.o"
>Young lady asks, "Shi, could you make this nice man a drink too?"
>Ryan (OOC) ......... o.o "Let's make a deal?"
>Young lady smiles to Cloud.
>Cloud looks over at the cloak. He sighs. "... thank you... miss...?" His voice
trails off as he fishes for a name.
>The velvet cloak bobs that corner, then quickly soaks up the rest of the
martini.
>The velvet cloak floats away from the young lady, fluttering as in a breeze.
It moves behind the bar... then writes in the soot: Name yer poison.
>Young lady says, "S...Sandra...Casandra. ^_^"
>Derek sighs, "Maybe I was wrong.. I've been under a bit of stress lately..
Sorry."
>Casandra smiles to Derek, "Perfectly all right, birthday boy."
>Cloud nods, looking towards the cloak, blinking. "Bourbon."
>Rachel has arrived.
>Ryan resumes his seat. Okay, it's a moving cloak, but it's not a violent moving
cloak. He can live with it.
>Derek (OOC) hmms, "I dunno, Ryan. What kind of deal?"
>Rachel comes in, looks around quickly, and waves to the familiar faces.
>Ryan (OOC) glances at Rachel. "How does the nation of Switzerland sound?"
>Derek says, "(OOC) Oh, there's Rachel now! Heya, Rachel!
^_^"
>Cloud (OOC) points at the cloak. "It's doing your job, Rachel! You're fired!"
>Derek says, "(OOC) Hey, since when is it YOUR bar, Cloud? >_o"
>Cloud says, "(OOC) Er... Tifa? ^_^"
>Rachel OOC: "Nah, it's not my shift. It can't be, no-one's shooting at me."
>The velvet cloak pauses... then lets out a chitter, kind of peeved that it
didn't get a challenge. =.= It deftly fixes up Cloud's drink, then slides the
cup over.
>Tifa (OOC) hms?
>Cloud says, "(OOC) Can I fire her? n.n"
>Tifa exclaims, "(OOC) Noway!"
>The velvet cloak says, "(OOC) And hire me? *_*"
>The velvet cloak says, "(OOC) I can do better. o.o I just don't have breasts
and legs. =.="
>Casandra will accept the cloak's pay ^_^ (ooc)
>Ryan (OOC) Exactly. Rachel stays ^_^
>Cloud says, "(OOC) Hmm. o.o *stares at Rachel* Hmmmmmmmmm... ^_-"
>Derek (OOC) nods with Ryan, "Yeah..er, waitasec.." o_o;
>Derek (OOC) hands Tifa a bat
>Casandra provides the breasts and legs to be stared at while the cloak does all
the work. What a pair! (ooc)
>Derek says, "(OOC) Wait, Skuld's kinda flat...er, waitasec.. o_o;"
>Rachel OOCly tries to decide whether to pose cutely or to deck Cloud and Ryan.
Ah, hell, she's not on duty... *Whack!* *Pow!*
>Ryan (OOC) won't comment on that pun. IC?
>Ryan (OOC) ows @_;
>Casandra says, "Skuld is GONE, silly mortal. (ooc)"
>Derek says, "(OOC) Tell that to her sister ^_^;"
>Derek checks his armguard again, adjusting one of the straps a little . o O ( I
doubt I'll even see Lyrae today. Probably off with Kim...again... )
>Rachel glances uneasily for a moment at the woman she saw at the church last
night, then walks over toward Tifa. "Hi, Boss. I've been wanting to talk to
you about a room, but we keep missing each other."
>Ryan blinks, looking up as Rachel enters, his mind momentarily taken off the
moving cloak O_o c_c "Oh, hiya."
>Casandra touches Derek's shoulder again
>Rachel gives Ryan a smile before returning her attention to Tifa.
>Tifa says, "Oh, hai, I remember ^_^"
>Derek looks over, first at Ryan, then Rachel. He sighs softly . o O ( Nah..he
may be a lech, but I can't do that to someone.. )
>Tifa goes behind the sooty counter to dig out a key. "I've gat it all ready,
it's number two.."
>Derek blinks and looks at Casandra, "Hmmm?"
>Casandra asks, "What's on your mind, birthday boy?"
>Rachel takes the key, with a surprised smile. "That was quick."
>Cloud takes the bourbon and sips.
>Casandra says, "You still seem troubled."
>Derek doesn't lie, but he doesn't tell the whole truth either, "Just thinking
about a friend or two.."
>Rachel OOC: _Sooty_ counter?
>Ryan notes most of the bar is liberally dusted with... um... soot
>Derek (OOC) nods, "Yuffie's gone bonkers.."
>Again.
>Cloud raises an eyebrow. "This bourbon tastes different..." He sips again. "Very
good."
>Casandra asks, "Worried about someone?"
>Don't you mean 'further'?
>The velvet cloak begins to polish a few glasses, nodding a corner at Cloud.
>Rachel says, "I'll be right back..."
>Rachel has left.
>Ryan blinks. "Okay."
>Casandra's hand moves in a natural fashion from Derek's shoulder to his back,
rubbing it in a comforting manner as she sits next to him with a look of
concern on her face for him.
>Ryan snaps his fingers
>Derek smirks, "I'm always worried about my friends.." he pokes a little fun at
himself, "Unfortunately, they've got a bad habit of getting in trouble.."
>Ryan dryly quips, "Got THAT right" c.c
>And several tables and chaires are a little banged up..
>Cloud doesn't comment.
>Tifa smiles sadly.
>Cassandra asks, "Ah, I see. Why worry this time?"
>Uriel has arrived.
>Derek shrugs and grins slightly, "Maybe if I get it out of the way, I can
actually relax for once.."
>Toma has arrived.
>Uriel . o O ( ....Bingo. )
>Most of the bar is covered in... soot, Toma, and some tables and chairs are out
of sorts
>Derek looks over at the new arrivals . o O ( Uh oh.. ) His eyes glance over at
Ryan for a moment . o O ( Tabbot! You'd better be paying attention! )
>Cassandra hms? following Derek's gaze, her hand still resting on his back.
>Ryan isn't. He's still switching his attention between Tifa and the cloak O_o
>Cassandra asks, "Something wrong, birthday boy?"
>Uriel tromps purposefully into the bar, puffing on a cigarette. She glances
around the soot-covered room and snickers. "Was I *that* drunk...?"
>Cloud says, "(OOC) Oh boy. o.o"
>Ryan blinks, looking up o_o O_O O_o c_c
>Derek shakes his head, "Nah, thought I saw someone I knew come in.."
>Toma peers around the room. . o O ( What the heck happened here? O.o )
>Cassandra asks, "Watching for your friends, huh?"
>Cloud sips some more, before looking up at the new arrivals. His eyes goes
sorta blank. "..."
>Looks like some idiot shinobi threw a few bombs n.n;
>Uriel finds her favorite chair--that'd be a tabletop--and leans on one arm, the
other manning her cigarette. "Who called a barbecue an' forgot to invite me?
What the !@$!@ happened to this dump?"
>Ryan raises his eyebrow. "Just had a little trouble with a certain person. Not
much."
>Cloud sighs. "Does anyone know what happened to Yuffie, anyway?"
>Cassandra watches South Park with Derek on the bar's TV. ^_^
>Derek gets up, "I'm going out for some fresh air. Be back shortly.."
>Derek has left.
>Cassandra blinks
>Cassandra says, "Hm"
>Cassandra says, "Moody."
>Uriel says, "S'long as the alcohol's intact, I got no complaints." She grins at
Ryan. "Hey, listen. Gotta tell ya somethin'."
>Ryan raises his eyebrow. "Eh?"
>Uriel hops off the table, and heads in Ryan's direction, propping the cigarette
in her mouth so she can reach out with a remarkably sober expression for Ryan's
shoulders. Well, his arms, anyway. o O ( Mother can make us in any form she
could possibly dream of. Any shape, size, color of the rainbow, more beautiful
than life itself. An' what do I get? I get SHORT. Feh. -.- ) "I got a
confession for ya. 'Cause the party in question's too shy to admit it."
>Ryan keeps the expression on his face. Don't like the tone of that, but he has
no intelligent thing to say. "Eh...?"
>Rachel has arrived.
>Rachel beams at Tifa. "The room's very nice. Thank you. I'll bring my stuff
down later."
>The velvet cloak continues to float behind the counter, cleaning glasses.
>Uriel gazes raptly up at Ryan. "Truth is, last night it wasn't *me* Freddy was
bein' jealous about. He just confessed it to me. It's *you* he's after, Ryan. I
gotta wish ya both the *very* best. You'll make a lovely pair."
>Ryan hears Rachel 's voice . o O ( *vision of Ryan's bloated corpse being
tossed in a river* ) O_o;
>Uriel (OOC) whistles. o/~
>Ryan does what any man would do. Fall out of his chair. "W-WHAT!?"
>Toma mimics Ryan. "WHAT?!"
>Ryan . o O ( I liked her better drunk O_o; )
>Uriel beams far too brightly, and winks at Toma across the room. "Oh, NOW
you're gonna be all SHY about it? Fine, fine. But I held up *my* part a' the
deal."
>Ryan STARES at Toma, backing away slowly O_O
>You page, "You are sadistic, y'know that?" to Harken.
>Uriel, her mission accomplished, finds herself a seat at the bar.
>Rachel . o O ( I walk in on some of the most _interesting_ conversations... )
>Cassandra sips her drink, not taking much interest in the others here.
>Cloud stares at Toma. "... ... ..."
>Harken pages, "Inspired." to you.
>Toma looks at Ryan. "She's lying!!" He turns to face Uriel. "What deal?! O.O"
>Ryan peers at Toma, trying to form a coherent thought O_O;
>Uriel raps on the bar. "HelLOO? Anybody on duty here?" She glances over her
shoulder at Toma, and blows a smoke-ring at him before saying, wide-eyed, "I
just did what ya told me to, Freddie."
>The velvet cloak perks a corner at Uriel, then sets down the glass it was
polishing. "..."
>Ryan PEERs at Toma =_=; "... Wierdo."
>Rachel . o O ( When did we hire The Invisible Bartender? )
>Uriel eyes the cloak. That's the waiter? Well..... she's seen stranger. "Hey,
deadman... blondie. Yeah, you, with the spiky hair!"
>Cloud hmmms? as he turns his head to look at Uriel. "... yes?"
>Uriel asks, "What was that stuff ya gave me yesterday?"
>Cassandra says, "Will you lower your volume?" to Uriel.
>Cassandra sips
>Cloud says, "... a gargleblaster."
>Toma says, "...She's lying, you idiot. -.-"
>Uriel casts a sour glance at Cassandra. "Some people have *no* idea of a
party." She grins widely at Cloud. "Got another one?"
>Ryan stammers incoherently. "She BETTER be. You ain't attractive, ya know."
O_O;
>Cloud nods. Who's tending bar now?
>The cloak, last I checked O_o c_c
>Cassandra opens an eye, "I know a party, and I know annoying."
>The velvet cloak is, if asked. 9.9
>Uriel hums a bit. Sober, she's ALMOST got a good voice. "Keep on like that
Freddie. Just like ya planned. Good boy."
>Cloud beckons to the cloak.
>Ryan scampers away from Toma, taking a seat at the bar, and frequently glancing
over his shoulder to make sure he doesn't pursue O_o c_c O_o
>The velvet cloak floats over to Cloud, fluttering slightly as it does so.
>Uriel turns to the cloak, pointedly ignoring Cassandra's comment, which was
obviously the product of having a plastic bag left over her head for far too
long as a child. "'Kay, gargleblaster it is, then." o O ( I'm talking to a
WASHRAG. )
>Ryan . o O ( I am beginning not to like Metal Demons again =_=; )
>Cloud instructs the cloak where the recipe for the gargleblaster is.
>The velvet cloak nods a corner... then floats back behind the counter, moving
to the left.
>Ryan comments, "Make that a double." O_o
>Toma shoots a glare at Uriel, and then walks out of the bar, slamming the door
behind him. A few seconds pass. The door opens again. He sticks his head back
in long enough to say, "And it's a lie!!" Then he slams the door again.
>Uriel flashes Ryan a grin. "Lookin' for a repeat performance?" She blinks
mildly after Toma.
>Toma (OOC) has got to go. n.n;
>Uriel mumbles, "No, it's not...."
>Uriel (OOC) grins. See you! Ryan'll miss ya. ^^;
>Ryan glances at Uriel, showing a nervous grin. "Maybe... later." . o O (
After THAT freak leaves O_o )
>Cloud exclaims, "(OOC) WAH HAHAHAHA!"
>Ryan (OOC) Ciao n.n
>Ryan (OOC) will have his revenge o_o
>Toma has left.
>Uriel produces, with fair success, several smoke-rings, one inside the other.
"...Freddie'll be jealous, ya know. I'm tellin' ya, he *really* was bent outta
shape that ya didn't take *him* home."
>Uriel says, "(OOC) You can try."
>Ryan yammers, "I don't WANT to!" >.<
>Uriel looks extraordinarily smug, for some reason.
>Ryan . o O ( !@^*(!@&^! )
>Cloud is suddenly extraordinarily glad he's shifted Uriel's attention from him
to Ryan.
>The velvet cloak reads... and rereads the instructions... then goes about
making the drink. O.o;
>Uriel eyes the cloak. "What the hell's that thing, anyway? Dirty handkerchief
develop sentience in a dark corner?"
>Ryan murmurs, "Don't ask, not worth the effort." O_o
>Rachel slips onto a stool next to Ryan. With a smile that's almost (but noit
quite) a smirk, she asks, "What was _that_ all about?"
>Cloud shakes his head, indicating Cassandra. "It belongs to her."
>Ryan turns to Rachel, sweatdropping. "I haven't got a clue." ^^;
>Alexander has arrived.
>Alex stretches a bit, and wanders down stairs, striding up to the bar.
>Tifa is still cleaning up the damage and soot x.x
>Uriel informs Rachel bluntly, "Freddie's got it for Ryan, here."
>Said bar looks like a chimney exploded. Soot everywhere.
>Cassandra sits her beer down as she finishes it off.
>Ryan squints, "Well, I DON'T got 'it' for HIM." >.<
>Cassandra says, "*hic*"
>Cassandra says, "Ooh.."
>The velvet cloak pauses at Uriel's comment... then adds a few more things to
the drink. =.= Morphine, cyanide, Botulism bacteria...
>Cassandra blinkblinks
>Uriel steals a glance at Cassandra. o O ( Eh. Maybe she -can- party. Just needs
to down a few more... )
>Cassandra looks back at Uriel.
>Cassandra asks, "yes?"
>Alex takes a seat on a barstool after wipingthe soot off.
>The velvet cloak holds the glass out to Uriel. "..."
>Rachel laughs quietly. "Secrets, Ryan?"
>Cassandra says, "Shi..." without looking at the cloak
>Ryan squints at Rachel. =_=
>Uriel winks at Cassandra and nods a suggestion in the cloak's direction--try
one of THESE, Cassie--before accepting the
gargleblaster-with-a-few-additions-for-spice. "Thanks, Mister Handkerchief."
o.O;
>Cassandra says, "Hm. And what is that?" eyeing Uriel's drink.
>Rachel notices what Tifa's doing, and goes to help her. So what if it's not
her shift?
>The velvet cloak lifts a corner, forming another hand to flick Uriel off. =.=
>Tifa smiles tiredly at Rachel, adjusting her shirt again to hide the holes in
the shoulder.
>Rachel asks Tifa quietly, "What exactly did Yuffie _do_?"
>Ryan shakes his head, answering in Tifa's place, "She's apaprently working for
some fat wierdo now... no idea why. She dropped some sort of smoke bomb in
here."
>Uriel supplies, "Gargleblaster." She raises the glass in Cassandra's direction,
then removes the cigarette to tip it back. "... .... Hoo! Ya make 'em better
than the sexy blonde, Handkerchief--I gotta give ya that." She beams at him as
though he just applauded her, not flipped her off.
>Cloud looks over to Ryan. "What happened to Yuffie, anyway?"
>Ryan blinks. "I don't know... she must have escaped in the chaos."
>The velvet cloak O.o;
>Rachel says, "That's one delinquent in sore need of a spanking."
>Ryan nods -_-
>The velvet cloak bows. -.-;
>Uriel asks, "Shi?"
>( t )
>Uriel o.o o.o o.o o.o from Cassandra to the cloak, and back. "The livin'
washcloth's got a name?"
>Cassandra reaches out and tickles the cloak under it's chin. How do you do
that? Don't ask.
>Cassandra says, "Of course."
>Alex runs his fingers through his headfur, ears laying flat against his skull.
>Ryan turns back to Rachel, whispering to her, "I don't know why, but sometimes
I hope this place won't end up like this every night."
>Uriel is still disbelieving. "And it's 'Shi'. As in, the first three letters of
the four-letter word of the --almost-- same name?"
>Yes, like Shin. ^_^
>Any other word will get you SLAPPED. =.=
>Cassandra says, "Correct. ^_^"
>Ship!
>*SLAP*
>No, no, slap doesn't start with 'shi...'
>Rachel shrugs to Ryan. "It beats getting shot at, or otherwise threatened --
which has happened to me every shift I've worked, so far."
>Ryan sinks down in his seat. "Wait half an hour, that can change." He glances
over at Uriel.
>Oooo! Good one Rachel! Shift!
>Derek has arrived.
>Cassandra looks over her shoulder and smiles, "Welcome back, birthday boy."
Rachel looks to Derek. "It's your birthday?"
>Cloud sips more of his bourbon.
>Uriel puts out her dwindling cigarette against the sole of one shoe, dropping
the butt to the floor. She's still trying to decide if Cassandra is shiing her.
Or something similar. "Shi." She shrugs. "If ya say so, lady. Good mixin,
anyway, ...Shi." *sweatdrop* Shi--I mean, She--goes back to her gargleblaster.
>Derek nods politely, "Yeah.."
>Uriel (OOC) also desists with the shi-jokes before she gets backhanded.
>Cassandra motions to Derek to come sit next to her. ^_^
>Uriel peers at Derek. "Well, well. Give the boy a drink. I'll even pay."
>Tifa says, "The bar didn't used to be this dangerous."
>Ryan glances at the cloak. "Gargleblaster. Might as well get straight to the
point, eh?"
>Alex turns to Tifa. "It didn't?"
>Tifa says, "No x.x"
>The velvet cloak bobs a corner, then prepares anothehr drink.
>Tifa says, "Occasionally someone would get in a fist fight, but nothing like
this."
>Cassandra snaps her fingers, "Shi."
>Uriel bites back a snicker. She can't HELP it.
Holy Shi! >.<
>Cassandra holds out her arms, "C'mere, baby." smiling at her cloak.
>Rachel says, "I hope it gets back to being that way, Boss."
>Derek walks over and takes his seat again next to Cassandra..
>The velvet cloak stops before it can make another drink, floating back over to
Cassandra.
>Cloud looks back at Tifa. "... Was it like this before I came, Tifa?"
>Cassandra hugs her cloak close, smiling sweetly.
>The velvet cloak gets a hug. *_*
>Tifa doesn't want to tell Cloud that it started when he came (it did) so she
makes up a better answer. "Just when all of the new people started getting into
town.."
>Cassandra smiles and lets the cloak go, "Now back to work. People are
waiting." ^_^
>Ryan nods to THAT -_-;
>Carnifuge has arrived.
>l carn
Carnifuge
Bloody-hued crimson velvet cascades down this figure to gather in folds which
move as though each inch of material had a life of its own. The frame upon
which these robes rest is slight and not impressively tall, yet somehow all the
more menacing for the suggestion of petiteness in its ways. From the top of his
(somehow the impression is given that the robed figure is male) head to the
slope of his narrow shoulders the red material conforms rather closely to the
shape beneath it, cowling the head and neck with slight folds. Firmly in
position over his face is a curious white mask that affixes somehow to the red
cloth. Shaped in the rough caricature of a skull, this faceplate with its
eggshell texture bears only expressionlessly opaque amber lenses where the eyes
should be, points of golden light dancing behind them.
From the shoulders down, these multiply layered robes become a simple mass of
smoothly rounded folds that glide along the ground without catching on anything
at all. A kind of overcloak splits open down the front, with more robes
beneath. It's from under this outer layer that slender and pale forearms are
wont to peek on occasion, ending in delicate hands clad in gloves of wrinkled,
glossy red leather.
Occasionally one or the other of his hands will bear a small but heavy-looking
sword, its blade shaped like that of an oversized meat cleaver and bearing a
curious rune that glows a hateful shade, gold for the weapon in his right hand
and blue for the one in his left. Presumably he has some sheath for these, as
occasionally his hands are empty.
Carrying:
>Derek reaches back to scratch the base of his neck
>The velvet cloak pauses, then bobs a corner at Skuld in a nod.
>Ryan blinks. And blinks again at the new arrival. O_o
>Cassandra reaches a hand over to Derek, scratching his neck for him as she
smiles, "And how was your walk?" ^_^
>Ryan . o O ( Great. More of 'em. )
>Derek freezes and side-glances over at Cassandra, "Uhm...fine. I went up on the
roof and just looked at the sky for a while, actually.."
>Rachel looks at Tifa. "Um, do we have a masks policy?"
>Uriel glances away from her gargleblaster to raise the drink in a salute to the
newcomer.
>Carnifuge enters quietly and scans the room with a slow turning of his head.
The bland gaze of his mask's amber eyes fixes on Uriel, and he begins to move
toward her..seeming to glide across the floor rather than walk.
>Cassandra says, "Good view from up there." ^_^ her hand beginning to gently
massage Derek's neck.
>The velvet cloak helps out. Its nice and soft. u.u
>Ryan would be commenting about Derek and Cassandra if Uriel's relative hadn't
popped in o_=;
>Cloud rubs his neck. "..." as he looks at Carnifuge.
>Uriel will comment, if Ryan won't. "Oh, just jump him. It's a helluva lot more
fun." She spins on her barstool to give Carnifuge a curious glance. "What's up?"
Carnifuge gives his sister the answer he gives to every question directed his
way. He settles his attention on her face and stands where he is without moving
or speaking. "......"
>Cassandra glances slightly at Uriel
>Cassandra says, "Please. So crude."
>Ryan . o O ( Talk about night and day O_o Or, um, something. And where's my
drink? )
>Derek stares straight ahead, staying rather still. Cassandra's hand on his neck
and Uriel's comment doing a good job of temporarily derailing his train of
thought..
>Uriel says, "That bad, huh? C'mon, lighten up. Have a seat. Have a drink. Ya
*gotta* try these things." She offers the garglebaster to her silent brother.
>Cloud asks, "... ... ..." as he looks over at Carnifuge. A new metal demon?
>Rachel half-whispers, "Tifa? Mask policy? Yes or no?"
>Ryan glances at Cloud, as if to say, 'Duh.'
>Uriel (OOC) LOL at Rachel.
>Carnifuge reaches out to take the proferred beverage, studying it intently. A
helpless gaze is fixed upon Uriel as he shrugs. The obvious solution to his
quandary doesn't seem to dawn on him. "..."
>Rachel OOC points out that no one has told her ICly what Uriel and Carnifuge
are. To her, C's just a creepy guy in a mask. ;)
>Ryan (OOC) Pretty close, actually n.n
>Carnifuge's not creepy. He's just..okay, never mind. n.n;;;
>Cassandra patpats Derek's neck, "Hey, birthday boy."
>Uriel rolls her eyes. "Geeeezus, haven't ya figured out that trick yet? So
*make* yourself a mouth."
>Ryan sweatdrops. THAT's something you don't hear often.
>Rachel nods uneasily to Tifa.
>Cloud says, "..." . o O ( Yep. Metal demon. )
>Carnifuge's stare, expressionless as always, seems to convey a strong
disgruntlment directed toward Uriel. Apparently, (to the -really- perceptive)
that's not what he meant.
>Derek turns to look at Cassandra out of his scarred eye, "Hmm?"
>Ryan . o O ( I REALLY wish I had that drink. Stupid cloak. )
>Cassandra asks, "You okay?"
>Uriel rolls her eyes again. "Well, I'm -tryin-, ya know?" She ponders, and
tries again. "What? They need me back home?"
>Rachel slips behind the bar, despite not really being 'on'. "You look like you
need something, Ryan."
>Ryan listens in, trying not to be conspicuous, and likely failing. He blinks,
turning to Rachel, "Don't really care what, as long as it's strong."
>What's that Carnilassie? Timmy's being eaten by Mother again? And the Quarter
Knights are on coffee break? And the Stock Market just dropped 5,000 points? Oh
no, my soybean futures!
>Carnifuge has, apparently, figured out the 'trick' of which Uriel speaks. His
gloves are first to change, their material liquefying and slithering along his
forearms to become lost amongst his robe. The change doesn't seem to distract
him, as he shakes his head in answer to Uriel's question. A head whose features
are revealed as the outer 'shell' of his robes and mask crumbles and melts into
more mundane garb, leaving him in a state that wouldn't have aroused comment
had he simply come -in- that way.
>Rachel nods. "Right. Coming up." And she turns and starts to make the drink.
>Ryan blinks O_o "Go figure."
>Cloud asks, "... ... ..." He looks over at Tifa, his eyes questioning. Does she
know the significant of the metal demons?
>l carn
Carnifuge
Shallow pools of tranquil aquamarine appraise you in return, their owner taking
note of your inspection. He is a pretty young man by all accounts, soft and
fair of feature. His eyes are framed in a sharp oval of a face with a slim
little nose and thin but sensuous lips. His eyes spend much time half-hooded,
and their thick lashes further the air of femininity about him. His right eye
spends much of the day concealed behind a wave of red hair, his bangs being
significantly longer than the rest of his close-cropped mane. A thin hoop of
gold adorns his left ear, catching a sparkle of light as you look.
His slim, graceful neck is protected by the thick collar of his fuzzy
turtleneck sweater, a deep wine color that comes a few shades shy of matching
his hair. Rolled up almost to his elbows, the bulky sleeves of his sweater
gather in loose folds over slim forearms and dainty hands, their skin pale in a
healthy kind of way. A platinum band encircles his right ring finger.
His slender legs are sheathed in a pair of snugly fitting black jeans,
emphasizing the waifishness of his build and contrasting nicely with the red of
his sweater. A slender silver chain, affixed to something in his left pocket,
attaches also to a clasp hooked around one of his belt loops. He wears simple,
thick soled slippers on his feet, emphasizing the delicacy of their shape.
Carrying:
>Derek frowns a little, "No...nothing that I haven't gone through before.."
>Alexander has left.
>Ryan waits patiently for the drink. He brain could stand to be shut off right
about now.
>Cassandra asks, "So what's this a repeat performance of?"
>Derek looks back at the bar, "I'd rather not think about it, to tell the
truth.."
>Cassandra nods, "Understandable."
>Ryan comes to a sudden realization about something. He doesn't vocalize
anything, but the expression on his face is priceless O_o;
>Rachel sets a drink in front of Ryan, then heads into the back for more paper
towels to use in cleaning up the soot. (And OOCly goes AFK to deal with her
laundry for a few miinutes.)
>Uriel (OOC) returns from a phone call to laugh her @$!@$! off at the
Carnilassie reference.
>Ryan downs whatever he was served in a single gulp. You can almost hear his
liver dying.
>Uriel, oblivious to Ryan's discomfiture, keeps guessing. "Uhhh. This somethin'
to do with me?"
>Ryan blinks, sweatdropping. "Not at all."
>Carnifuge looking far less 'formal' but somehow still a little creepy, holds
his glass up to the light, studying its contents skeptically. He fixes his
sister with a questioning look. Seeming to ask if this 'gargleblaster' thing is
safe.
>Uriel glances at Ryan. "Not you, hon. Carnifuge." She eyes the silent figure.
"Oh, it's cool. Makes ya feel a little fuzzy, after a while."
>Define 'safe'
>Cassandra says, "Poor guy...you seem so down, and on your birthday too."
>Derek looks over, his lips curling up in a smirk, "Nah..you've caught me on a
good day..." His tone of voice makes it pretty obvious he's kidding..
>Cassandra rubs Derek's shoulder, "Sure you don't want someone to talk to?"
>Uriel steals another glance at Cassandra and Derek. She mutters under her
breath--barely-- "Why waste time with talk...?"
>Derek nods, "I'm sure.." . o O ( She's not around anyway... )
>Carnifuge shrugs once, and then tilts his head back with the glass to his lips.
His throat doesn't move as he empties it, but every last drop goes down. As he
holds the emptied container out for his sister to take, he also frowns
quizzically, pondering this stuff sloshing about in his innards.
>Uriel grins expectantly at her brother. "Well?"
>Derek remembers something, "Oh, name's Derek..Derek Hunter. Forgot my
manners..."
>Cassandra smiles, "Cassandra. Apparently I did the same."
>Ryan blinks, glancing over at Derek. Well, at least someone else isn't on the
ball today. Hmm, the fact he could hear that means he isn't drunk enough yet.
Need a few more O_o
>Derek (OOC) watches Carnifuge get sloshed in less than a minute, "Now there's
one guy..er, thing..that can't hold it's liquor.." o_o
>Rachel pages, "You still all bandaged up?" to you.
>Carnifuge tries to hand the glass off to Uriel again, presenting it for her to
take. As his arm extends, he begins to lean backward, teetering for a moment
before taking a Nestea Plunge (tm) and hitting the floor with a dull -thump-.
>You page, "Nowhere near is much. Just a few on the forearm and torso" to Rachel.
>Derek (OOC) LOL
>Cloud (OOC) LAUGHS!
>Ryan blinks. "Hmm." He looks up at Uriel. "I think this means you win."
>Cassandra looks down at the unconscious drunk.
>Rachel blinks at the fallen... whatever.
>Cassandra says, "First timer."
>Derek (OOC) waits for Carnifuge to try hitting on the pinball machine. Then
it's official..
>Tifa says, "(OOC) That thing still isn't fixed.. x.x;"
>Oooh, baby, lemme feel your bumpers...
>Ryan (OOC) snickers
>Carnifuge looks human now, btw. Human and...spaced out. His eyes don't make any
attempt to focus, and the only part of him that hasn't gone limp is his arm,
with which he still holds out his empty glass.
>Uriel blinks at her brother, and then grins at Ryan. "Guess so." She peers at
Carnifuge disdainfully. "Wussy."
>Ryan takes his gaze off Uriel, and looks back at Rachel. "Another, please."
>Derek nods to Cassandra, glancing back at the *thump*. He shakes his head, "It
doesn't surprise me anymore.."
>Rachel looks down over the bar at the guy(?) on the floor. "Sorry, guy, I'm
cutting you off. You've had enough," she deadpans. Then she comes back over
to Ryan.
>Cassandra shrugs, "It comes with the territory of being in a bar."
>Derek says, "Yeah, but I'm not in here as often as others. My surprise limit
has been exceeded, I think.."
>Cassandra says, "Oh? I have a feeling you're refering to some aside from a
plastered drunk."
>Rachel pages, "How much do you look like you've had already?" to you.
>Derek nods once.
>You page-pose, "Ryan looks perfectly fine, actually." to Rachel
>Cassandra asks, "Care to share?"
>Cassandra asks, "Or just leave me hanging?"
>In a page-pose to you, Rachel nods.
>Cassandra smiles
>Rachel nods to Ryan and goes about quickly making him another like the first.
>Derek looks over at Cassandra quizzically and shrugs, "Well, some of my
friends.. Like Tifa, she owns the place..and Cloud over there.."
>Uriel gives a long suffering sigh, and hops off the barstool to slip an arm
beneath her sloshed kin's shoulders, heaving him to a sitting position.
"*Honestly*, Carnifuge.... you're *pathetic*."
>Cassandra says, "Mmhmm..." waiting for you to go on.
>Cloud hmmms? as he looks over at Derek. "..."
>Ryan glances over at Uriel, raising an eyebrow. "... He alright?"
>Carnifuge's head drops, his chin coming to rest upon his chest. His arms dangle
limply, and his unresponsive form leans to one side in his seat.
>Uriel mumbles to Ryan, "Dunno." She peers into the demon's eyes. "Think we've
lost 'im." She spits a curse. "My own family, disgracein' me like this in
public!"
>Cassandra leans back to Uriel, "Oh I have the same problem."
>Rachel sets Ryan's drink down in front of him, and continues walking, going
over to Tifa. "Hey, Boss, I just had an idea..."
>Uriel asks Cassandra as she reaches out to smack Carnifuge's cheeks lightly,
"Yeah? How do *you* cope with 'em?"
>Cassandra says, "I don't. 9.9"
>Ryan downs this one in a single gulp too, not even bothering to taste. Hmm...
there,that's better. Oxygen flow to brain cut off now.
>Cassandra says, "I just bid them on their merry way and be done with it."
>Derek adds, "Ryan..Kim..Yuffie, although I think she lost her mind
again..Lyrae..." he pauses, "I guess this is like a meeting place of sorts."
>Cassandra says, "Oh?" to Derek.
>Cassandra asks, "Are these friends the source of your troubles?"
>Carnifuge falls onto the floor with the light contact of Uriel's slap. Ta-dunk.
>Tifa asks, "What's that?"
>Rachel whispers to Tifa.
>Vincent has arrived.
>Uriel produces a string of expletives that would make a sailor proud, and asks,
"Yo, Shi--ya got a glass of water back there?"
>Derek shakes his head, "Heck no! My worries, I'd have to say yes...but they're
not trouble at all."
>Ryan sits at the bar, trying his damnest to get drunk. And succeeding quite
well.
>Uriel asks, "(OOC) ...or some WD-40?"
>Cassandra smiles
>Uriel is half-bent over Carnifuge, who lies passed-out on the floor, an empty
glass near one hand.
>Cassandra asks, "So where do the troubles come from?"
>The velvet cloak remains curled up around Skuld's shoulders, apparantly asleep.
>Vincent stops at the door. Stepping in and a little to the side so that he's
not blocking the exit, he takes a considerably long look over the various
people present.
>Uriel curses again, and hops up *on* the bar on her way to the other side.
>Derek palms the left side of his face, "Some folks who can't leave us alone,
I'd say.. Kataki..Esmerelda..demons.. I should make a list to keep track."
>Derek (OOC) doesn't know IC about Kataki, BTW...
>Uriel pops her head up from sorting under the counter for a glass. "Hey! No
need to be insulting!"
>Ryan stays OUT of this one.
>Cloud looks up at the ringing of the bell, acknowledging Vincent with a nod.
>Cassandra hms, looking at Derek's face, and reaching up, taking one of his
fingers between two of her own, pulling his hand away.
>Carnifuge's limbs twitch slightly, drawing his waifish form into a foetal ball.
>Derek blinks and looks over at Uriel . o O ( Wha? ) His eyes move down to look
at his hand as it's pulled away, then over at Cassandra . o O ( )
>Cassandra blinks with an expression of surprise, "Deary me, what happened
there?" obviously eyeing the scar.
>Uriel finally returns to the correct side of the bar in the same manner she got
over in the first place, toting her prize: A plastic bottle of Evian. At least
Carnifuge will be rudely awakened with pure, fresh water from a mountain spring
in Switzerland . She gives him a truly concerned glance as she plunks back
down on the floor beside him.
>Ryan sweatdrops... keeping an eye on Uriel, and the other on Rachel. "..."
>Derek replies casually, as if it happened years ago and not less than a week,
"Got tagged during my final training match.. I was distracted. I got him back
though.."
>Vincent nods once in return to Cloud. He stays where he is thought, just
listening. For the moment, his actual attention is on Uriel and Carnifuge.
>Cassandra says, "He certainly didn't want you to forget that one."
>Cassandra says, "It looks like it must have hurt."
>Uriel mumbles, "Poor guy..." Her sympathy doesn't last long, though. With a
wicked grin, she pops the cap on the bottle and pours the contents over her
brother's head. "Wakey time."
>Derek nods, "Like I said, I got him back..even worse, in fact. The healer tried
her best, but the weapon he used was enchanted. Lucky me.."
>Ryan rolls his eyes. . o O ( ... No tact at all. )
>Cassandra traces a finger down the scar, "Poor baby."
>Derek pulls away a little, eyes going wide at Cassandra, "It's..nothing. Not
the first time my luck screwed me over.." o_o;
>Cassandra says, "Well that doesn't make it nothing."
>Cassandra lowers her hand.
>Carnifuge turns his face toward the flow of water trickling down on his head.
His eyes don't even blink as it washes over him, and he stares imploringly up
at his tormentor, his expression blank.
>Ryan comments to no one in particular, "Now THAT's drunk."
>Tifa raises her eyebrows.
>Cassandra says, "Say..." smiling as she leans with an elbow on the bar.
>Uriel seems to agree. "You're tellin' *me*."
>Derek blinks, looking back at the bar to help hide how red the bridge of his
nose is getting, "It doesn't bother me. I did what I set out to accomplish, so
I can't complain about a little scratch.."
>Derek . o O ( Those other warriors at the grounds...now THOSE were some scars..
)
>Cloud rubs his neck, unsure how to react to all this chaos, as he sips his
whiskey and looks towards Tifa.
>Cassandra says, "You said that girl...wasn't your girlfriend...ne?" smiling up
at Derek.
>Ryan sits quietly except for the occasional quip, still sooty from before.
>Uriel eyes Carnifuge sourly. What to do with a drunken demon...? Hey. Wait. She
pulls out a can of spraypaint from one of the many pockets of her leather
jacket, and begins shaking it up, eyeing Carnifuge thoughtfully.
>Derek doesn't look over. He can't, his cheeks are too red, "Uhm.. Well, we
talked about it...but nothing was ever decided on..."
>Ryan . o O ( Could be fun at parties. )
>Cassandra asks, "That's a shame. Who's the indecisive one?"
>Derek reaches up to rake his hair back from his forehead, "Aah...both of us, I
think..."
>Cassandra says, "You think?" leaning closer.
>Derek doesn't notice. He nods and flexes his right hand and fingers,
"Yeah..she's pretty shy..."
>Cassandra asks, "And what about you?"
>Rachel watches and listens, quirking an eyebrow curiously.
>Ryan focuses more on the Derek-Cassandra pair now. Uriel seems to have
Carnifuge covered. Or something.
>Not quite yet. Good graffiti takes time.
>Derek shrugs, "I have no idea.. No idea what to do or what to think..."
>Uriel unless someone takes pity on her brother and stops her, is going to make
Carnifuge all SORTS of pretty colors. She's got more than one can of that stuff
in her jacket. A stripe here, a splotch there...
>Derek (OOC) holds the smiley face stencil over Carnifuge's chest, "Fire away!"
-_^
>Cloud doesn't have any sympathy for metal demons at the moment. Though poor
little Callan is missed.
>Cassandra says, "You must have some idea."
>Ryan won't. Not his place to get involved in a demonic sibling rivalry. He
ain't nowhere near drunk enough yet.
>*PSSSSSSSSSSSSSST...*
>Carnifuge certainly can't do anything about it. He's busy curling himself back
up into a ball. He twitches as the paint hits his arms and back, but then
simply hides his face and waits for it to stop.
>Derek shakes his head, "Everytime I think I do, or come close, it passes..."
>Vincent is the one that wants to do just that; stop Uriel from playing makeup
with Carnifuge. He silently moves over toward the two, aiming for a point
beside or behind Uriel. "Excuse me." Somewhat too late for the begining, it
seems, but....
>Derek says, "Like I'm trying to catch a shadow."
>Cassandra asks, "Do you care for her?"
>Uriel glances up at Vincent, and blinks. "Whoah." Don't see THAT every day.
"What, ya want to help?" She offers Vincent a can of spraypaint.
>Cassandra says, "Woo boy..." 9.9; (ooc)
>Derek says, "Yeah...I care about her. I care about all my friends.."
>Cassandra asks, "No, no..I mean do you CARE about her?....Do you love her?"
>Derek says, "(OOC) When they're not giving me ulcers with their angsty RP..."
>Derek makes like Cloud, "..."
>Ryan (OOC) snickers. "Short and violent is my motto!"
>Vincent shakes his head in a brief gesture, "No." he answers calmly. "I only
wish that you wouldn't take advantage of him." he indicates the drunken
Carnifuge with a tiny gesture.
>Vincent (OOC) hates redundancy. x.x;
>We know, Ryan. Your women told on you.
>Doh!
>Grrr =_=
>Cassandra smiles
>Cassandra says, "I think I know how to take that answer..."
>Carnifuge (OOC) owches. Sympathy pain. x.x
>Ryan (OOC) Nobody loves Ryan ;_;
>Uriel (OOC) does! ^_^
>Derek . o O ( Do I? I don't know what to think anymore... )
>Uriel wrinkles her nose, and answers Vincent. "Ehh... he likes it." A glance at
her brother. "Right, Carnifuge?"
>Derek mumbles, "I don't know, to be honest..."
>Ryan (OOC) sniffles. "That's... not all too reassuring O_o"
>Uriel says, "(OOC) Feh. They never respect you in the morning...."
>Rachel, still behind the bar, comes opposite Ryan again. "You're looking
better. Less of the mummy thing."
>Cassandra says, "Don't worry...you'll figure it out...." rubbing Derek's back.
>Ryan looks around. Okay, he's mildly drunk, Vinnie's dealing with the demons,
Derek and Skuld are talking... ah, yes! Hit on Rachel!
>Ryan smiles at Rachel. "It's amazing what a little magic can do..."
>Rachel shrugs. "I wouldn't know. No such thing where I'm from."
>Hey Rachel, if he asks you if you want to see his magic wand? Say no.
>Ryan smirks. "Well, it beats being wrapped up like a christmas present..."
>Ryan (OOC) whaps the spoofer =_=
>Just say no to magic ANYTHING.
>Derek chuckles softly, "Yeah, not with my luck..."
>Cassandra asks, "You telling me you let fate rule your life, birthday boy?"
>Cassandra says, "Aw. I'm disappointed."
>Rachel nods. "I'm sure it does. Now, about our unfinished business..."
>Uriel nudges Carnifuge with a toe. o O ( Maybe I oughta just take him home... )
>Derek says, "Not really. I just do my best to roll with the punches, so to
speak..."
>Cloud quietly orders another bourbon.
>Derek (OOC) goes to call a tow truck for Uriel and Carnifuge..
>Carnifuge is at least too out of it to realize just what his predicament is. He
doesn't know enough right now to be humiliated.
>Ryan blinks. "Hmm?"
>Rachel OOC nods to Uriel. Carnie's too big to keep around here as a doorstop.
>Cassandra smiles
>Vincent states in a flat, blunt tone, "He is drunk." again, refering to
Carnifuge, "As well as incoherent." Now, Vincent kneels beside the plastered
demon, looking him over. To make sure there isn't anything -seriously- wrong
with his state.
>Cassandra asks, "You must give a few back too, huh?"
>Uriel eyes Vincent. "No sh*t, Sherlock. Ya figure that out all by yourself?"
>Rachel smirks at Ryan. "That date you owe me?"
>Ryan snaps his fingers as his brain returns from being idle. "Oh yeah!"
>Uriel smells blackmail material. o O ( Date? Hmmmm.... )
>Ryan hammers the nail in his own coffin, ayup
>Rachel says, "What did you have in mind? Whatever we do, I'm probably going to
have to go buy clothes for it."
>Derek shakes his head, leaning over so his hair falls back over his forehead,
"No...lately I've just been a punching bag..."
>Vincent blatantly ignores Uriel's sarcasm. He looks up again, and this time to
Cloud, "Have you something that can help him?" he calls out in a loud enough
tone to be heard over the crowd.
>Ryan hmms. "I've been trying to find something worthwhile aroud here. Heading
to the cafe just don't cut it, y'know?"
>Cassandra scoots closer, putting her arm around Derek's shoulders, "Poor guy.
Sounds like nothing but problems for you."
>Rachel says, "I like dancing, if you know anyplace."
>Derek . o O ( Ain't that the truth... )
>Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "Thats the trick, there AIN'T anyplace. At
least, not that I know of."
>Uriel . o O ( 'Kay. Derek and Cassie. Ryan an' the blonde kid. That leaves me,
Carnifuge, and mister I-stayed-up-too-late-last-night. An' Carnifuge is my
brother. So... *.* )
>Cassandra says, "Hey.." poking a finger lightly at Derek's chest.
>Rachel says, "There's _got- to be _somewhere_..."
>Derek shrugs, "Yeah..sounds like me alright..."
>Cassandra leans her face close to Derek's, "If you ever wanna go drink yourself
under the table some night, that's okay.....but.....you gotta take me with ya."
smiling.
>Ryan rubs his nose. "I'll just look harder, I guess."
>Cloud hmms, as he notes that his two male buddies appear to have gotten ...
into more girl troubles.
>Derek side-glances. Boy do his cheeks get red (again), "Uhm...I.." *>_>*
>Ryan squints, rambling out loud, "Maybe a moonlight stroll in the park..."
>Cassandra says, "Is it a deal? ^_^"
>Cloud looks over at Vincent. "Not that I can think of. Paint remover, maybe?"
>Uriel wolf-whistles.
>Ryan sure as hell isn't aware of that trouble. Yet.
>Rachel says, "_That_ has potential..."
>The velvet cloak stirs slightly, waking up again.
>Uriel pats Carnifuge on the cheeks again. "Hey. Carni? C'mon... snap out of it,
will ya? I don't wanna sit here all night."
>Derek asks, "(OOC) Ryan. Drunk. Walking. Why do I see a problem for our
over-amourous compadre approaching?"
>Ryan smirks the smirk of the sloshed. "Mmmmmmaybe."
>Vincent continues watching Cloud, "I was refering to his condition." Then his
attention drops back to Carnifuge for a moment.
>Derek sweatdrops and rubs the back of his neck, "Er...I..guess so." . o O ( Not
like I'm going to get that drunk anytime soon...hopefully... )
>Cassandra says, "Great." ^_^ planting a quick kiss on Derek's cheek before
sitting back down.
>Carnifuge's only response to anything is a furtive twitching, which subsides
once the stimulus that provoked it has passed.
>Derek (OOC) thought she was already seated...
>Uriel . o O ( Well, shit. )
>Cassandra was like...leaning towards you, Derek. She leaned away again
Derek's train of thought derails...again..
>Ryan blinks, tearing his eyes off of Rachel a sec to look back at the two
demons. "He okay?"
>Cloud rubs his neck slightly. "... I don't think there's anything that could
fix a gargleblaster except rest."
>Uriel heaves a sigh. "Think he's down for the count."
>Cassandra smiles, "You're a nice guy, birthday boy. You don't deserve to have
all these problems you keep talking about."
>Cloud says, "(OOC) Oh yes he does. n.n"
>Ryan (OOC) And more n.n Of course, so do *I*
>Derek says, "(OOC) Shut the hell up, Cloud! YOU deserve it more than I do.."
>Uriel (OOC) will get to you one at a time, boys. Just stand in line...
>Foil_Riposte has arrived.
>Cassandra oocly says, "Hey! I'm trying to comfort my vict--friend here!"
>Cloud says, "(OOC) Foil! *_*"
>Uriel (OOC) eeps. Methinks I spoke too soon... *sneak, sneak...*
>Foil OOC Comin to save you man! Hold up
>Cloud says, "(OOC) Perfect timing. ^_^"
>Ryan sits at the bar, tearing his attention between mentally undressing Rachel,
and watching the two Demons
>Foil OOC V ^_^ Only kind I know
>Uriel is bent over the more-or-less-out-cold Carnifuge, with Vincent
simililarly occupied.
>Derek (OOC) knew it...the only time he gets talked to is when something bad is
going to happen...
>Vincent glances sharply at Cloud. Gargle... blaster. Nope, he did not mishear
that word. He shrugs it off though, given the variety of odd drink names that
already exist... He turns to Uriel now, "Is there somewhere you can take him
to rest?"
>Uriel nods. "Yeah. Shame for 'im to miss the excitement, though. It's hard
enough to get 'im out to party at *all*...."
>Cassandra hugs Derek. I'm just kidding. ^_^ (ooc)
>Derek says, "Hmph..well, someone must think I deserve them...cause they just
keep on coming."
>Foil enters the room. Bag slung over his shoulder casually..his hunter eyes
slowly surveying the scene . o O (What in the wide wide world of sports isah
goin on heyah..)
>Cassandra smiles, "How about this?...."
>Derek (OOC) still laughs at the skiier wiping out at the beginning of that ^_^
>Tifa exclaims, "(OOC) Night!"
>Tifa has disconnected.
>Vincent gives the spraypainted Carnifuge a single glance, "I wonder why it
would be so hard..." he says in an undertone. Then louder, to Uriel, "Perhaps
it is better for him to rest, though. Since he seems to be missing it all,
regardless."
>Derek says, "(OOC) The agony of defeat...or slamming into a snowbank at 80
mph.."
>Cassandra says, "I offer you a trouble free evening. I'll take you out
somewhere where you can forget about 'em. Your call. We'll have a great
time." ^_^
>Uriel tries once more, shaking her brother. "C'mon, Carnifuge! Wake up an'
smell the gargleblasters!"
>Ryan . o O ( Well, Derek's back to being fawned over by women again. Luckyt
bastard. )
>Derek says, "(OOC) Waitwaitwait!!! I still have to go on a date with Yuri! I
don't need another one! I'm turning into Ryan!!! @_@;"
>Ryan (OOC) snickers ^_^
>Foil looks to see exactly what is going on..sorting through the crowd . o O (I
got shen readings here...hrmm)
>The velvet cloak suddenly flares up around Skuld, forming a pair of bat-like
wings. O.o;
>Derek says, "(OOC) Only...I don't undress women mentally! And I'm nicer..."
>Cassandra oocly says, "Yess....my plot to create a world with nothing but
Ryan's and then let them have nothing to date but each other...pure evil
genius. Bwahahahaha (ooc)"
>Carnifuge's whole body tenses once in response to the shaking, and then goes
totally slack. He ends up rolling onto his back, his blue eyes staring vacantly
up at the ceiling.
>Cassandra erks o.o
>Cassandra asks, "Shi! What is it?"
>Derek looks over at Cassandra, trying to form a coherent thought to reply to
her, when he sees the cloak O_o
>Uriel narrows her eyes abruptly, looking up from Carnifuge's prone form. She
THOUGHT she felt -him- come in. She glares daggers at Foil. "You...."
>Foil . o O ( Whoa DAMN do I got shen readings.. Hrmm..well well.. )
>Derek says, "(OOC) Well, at least Tifa isn't here to see the fight break out..."
>Foil gives Uriel a smug two fingered wave. Winking at her from a distance away.
>Ryan (OOC) sweatdrops. "Great... who to protect?"
>Cassandra stands up
>Cassandra says, "Hmph."
>Vincent waits. He watches. He turns his attention in the same direction as
Uriel, regarding Foil in a neutral fashion.
>Cassandra says, "SOrry, birthday boy. Looks like I've gotta run."
>Uriel gives Foil the finger. She smiles, far too sweetly, at him.
>Cassandra says, "I'll see you again soon, okay? ^_^"
>The velvet cloak flaps for a few moments... then folds up against Cassandra's
back.
>Ryan yawns, rubbing his nose in thought. He still hasn't seen Foil yet.
>Foil glances to this Cassandra . o O (..... I must be on the fritz..that
reading can't be right..)
>Foil gives the remainder of the supernatural crowd the sort of look the usual
Western movie Bad@$$ gives whenever enters any bar. A cocky sneer.
>Derek blinks and waves, "Uhm...yeah..."
>Ryan just ogles Rachel, a dopey alcohol-induced smirk on his face.
>Cassandra taps Derek's nose, giggling softly at him before turning and walking
out past Foil.
>Vincent attempts to get Uriel's attention once again, "You were saying that you
had a place to take him?" he indicates Carnifuge.
>Derek looks confused. It looks like a very natural expression for him..
>Uriel rolls her eyes, spits a few choice cures words, and goes back to her
study of Carnifuge. o O ( No way am I leavin' him here like this with THAT
freak around. ) She reaches under Carnifuge's arms, trying to heave him back to
a sitting position as she nods to Vincent. "Hoo--yup."
>Cassandra says, "...." at Foil.
>Cloud looks back at Foil. "..." then back at Uriel.
>Skuld leaves, with The velvet cloak following behind her.
>Foil decides to stick around just long enough so that the supernatural
contingent plays nice. Consider him the Midgaard Demon Yard Duty.
>Carnifuge is essentially a rag doll for all intents and purposes, and goes
wherever he's moved.
>Carnifuge falls in line behind Uriel.
>Ryan looks up as he hears Carnie being lifted off the floor. He turns his head
and drunkenly nods to Uriel, and finally notices Foil
>Foil likes it this way..he enters a room..the demons turn and run for their
lives. He likes it alot ^_^ he then takes a barstool..settling his bag down
beside him . o O (My rep is growing. This is cool n.n)
>Vincent straightens into a standing position, giving Uriel a glance over to
make sure she has Carnifuge well enough in hand. Then his attention goes to
Foil, to watch the man's own actions.
>Uriel flashes a grin at Ryan, and folds her arms around Carnifuge. "Be back,
kiddies." She gives Foil a nasty glare. "Ya don't escape that easy."
>Foil answers in a mutter, "Nor do you." but leaves it at that. Not looking to
make trouble..for now.
>Derek looks over at Ryan, then Foil, then Uriel and Carnifuge . o O ( ??? )
>Uriel, with that, seems to go supernova. The bar is abruptly filled with a
blinding light--and when it fades, both Uriel and Carnifuge are gone.
>Ryan . o O ( Show-offs )
>Foil dittos Ryan's thought.
>Uriel leaves, with Carnifuge following behind Uriel.
>Foil looks about one more time..just to make sure everything is hunky dory..
>Vincent closed his eyes in time. Good thing for him, considering how close he
was to the origination of the flash. After the light fades, he is seen to be
moving toward Cloud.
>Derek narrows his eyes, "..." . o O ( This is the @#$ingest birthday I've ever
had...so far.. )
>Ryan can now focus entirely on the (idle) Rachel! Whee!
>Cloud blinks, trying to clear his vision of those floating black spots. He rubs
at his eyes just a bit.
>Vincent waits politely as he comes to a stop before Cloud. He just stands
there, taking up a position that would normally be attributed to a statue, if
not for the slight rise and fall of his chest in the motions of breathing.
>Vincent (OOC) adds in something about a stillness normally attributed to a
statue, blah blah blah
>Cloud lifts his head up to look at Vincent. "... yes?"
>Derek stands up and stretches, "I think I'll go for a quick fli..er, walk
around town.."
>Ryan raises his eyebrow. "Hmm?"
>Vincent finally speaks, "I have found some small references to the specimens
that were once in those cylinders."
>Cloud's attention is now fully undivided. "... yes?" he whispers quietly.
>Foil watches this for a bit more..before getting a similar idea to Derek..after
clearing the house of all evil..well..leaving Vincent for now. And decides to
likewise make something of a once over the town..just to make sure Uriel
doesn't spraypaint another statue or something.
>Foil_Riposte has left.
>Derek has left.
>Ryan comments slowly, "Sure got quiet fast."
>Vincent thinks for a moment, "There is not much that I have found, I'm afraid."
he begins, "Only some leftover notes about an extended experiment on two
subjects; A and B."
>Cloud frowns. "Extended experiment...? Go on."
>Ryan sits up, shaking off a little bit of the alcohol to listen in on this.
Sounds important.
>Vincent shakes his head, "There was little to no details on the matter of the
experiment. Only that it had something to do with the incorporation of Jenova
cells." he frowns then, more in concentration than in anger, "The notes
referred to the subjects escaping. One was killed, the other completely went
free."
>Ryan crosses his arms. "That don't sound good."
>Cloud says, "... ... ..." as he lowers his head.
>Vincent turns around to regard Ryan, "How so?"
>Ryan rubs his nose. "Well... in my business, the term 'escaped experiment'
usually means trouble."
>Cloud . o O ( ... escape... ... mansion. Escape from mansion... Zack. )
>Vincent grimaces, "Unfortunately the identities of the subjects, nor their
species, are outlined. Also given is that the cylinders have been abandoned for
some time. So, if these subjects were both still alive, then it is possible
they are beign."
>Ryan asks, "... Not much of a reassurance, eh?"
>Vincent recovers himself enough so that his expression once again falls to a
calm mask, "No, but then there is no point in handing out reassurances when it
is uncertain what danger might be present." With that, he returns his attention
to Cloud, seeking to see if the man has any input to the matter.
>Cloud says, "..." as he shakes his head slowly. He looks up at Vincent, putting
one piece in place. "... I remember the cylinders... from somewhere."
>Ryan rubs his chin. "You're probably right though. This long a delay probably
means nothing dangerous." He looks up at Cloud. "Hmm?"
>Vincent nods slightly, "Can you remember anything else in relation to them?"
>Cloud shakes his head, not in denial, but as though shaking loose some memory.
"... I remember... someone ... he broke out..."
>Alexander has arrived.
>Ryan blinks. If he were a WEE bit more sober he might be useful in piecing
details together.
>Alex wanders downstairs, his hands in his pockets, heading for the door.
>Uriel teleports into the room.
>Uriel arrives, with Bael following behind.
>Ryan blinks, presuming they had an equally impressive arrival O_o
>Alex steps around those entering, on his way out.
>Uriel found someone who she hopes can hold his alcohol better. ^^
>l bael
Bael
Tall, but somehow seeming taller than he truly is, this man stands rougly four
inches shy of seven feet, proportioned along lean but powerful lines, a little
on the lanky side. Broad shoulders taper toward a narrow waist, with long, well
muscled arms and legs. His skin tone is slightly at odds with human norm, being
a pale hue shaded in faint purple. He looks healthy in spite of his pallor, his
skin more like polished marble than pasty flesh. His face is youthful, even
beautiful in an unearthly fashion, his features sharply defined by the play of
light on his porcelain skin. His expression, midway between brooding and
mirthful, is made all the more alien by the luminous quality of his purple
eyes. His hair follows the purple-white trend, silky locks cut short on top, a
wavy halo, while a long 'tail' from the back flows down to mid-thigh, tighly
wrapped in a red leather cord.
Garbed in angelic white and gold, his choice of attire maintains practicality
of form while conforming to a refined, if slightly martial aesthetic appeal. A
bulky white leather jacket adorned with gold buckles and snaps hangs partly
open over a loose-fitting grey shirt whose neckline leaves much of the firm
expanse of his chest and shoudlers bare. The jacket is held in place by a row
of leather belts around his waist, buckled tighly over a pair of form-fitting
white pants that sheath the muscles of his lower body and conform almost
perfectly to the shape of his legs. Calf-high boots of supple white leather,
held snug by thin belts with golden buckles, protect his feet and ankles from
the hazards of the ground beneath them. His arms are bare only from mid-bicep
to just past his elbow, his forearms encased in metallic sleeves of golden hue
that terminate just above his knuckles with an opening for his thumb.
Carrying:
>Vincent is addressing Cloud, standing face to face with the man. He turns
around as Uriel reappears with a new friend.
>Alexander has left.
>Cloud shakes his head, losing track of the Zack memory as he looks up towards
Uriel.
>Ryan raises his eyebrow. "Er... hello again."
>Uriel arrives in much the same way as she departed, Bael in tow. Ignore the
strange tel-in message which ought to be corrected. "Miss me?"
>Vincent needs to go... illness that had been thought to snuck away came back...
night. ;.; x.x (ooc)
>Cloud (OOC) is tired. @.@ Need to sleep himself.
>Uriel says, "(OOC) Waah! Shoo. Off with you. Feel better, Vince."
>Ryan (OOC) See ya ;_; Guess I'm left with the demons
>Uriel (OOC) *.*
>Cloud says, "(OOC) Well, behave yourself, Ryan. n.n"
>Vincent (OOC) grins, "Have fun playing with Ryan guys. Don't do anything I
wouldn't do with the appropiate character. n.-"
>Ryan (OOC) has Rachel watching, even in proxy. He'll be good. Kinda.
>Uriel turns expectantly to Bael. "Whaddya think? I mean, place looks kinda like
it got torched, but... ya *gotta* try the gargleblasters."
>Uriel says, "(OOC) Idle Rachel=NOT demon? I somehow believe that not. You're
surrounded, Ryan. By demons of one kind or another."
>Ryan (OOC) True enough ;_;
>Vincent leaves quietly, after Cloud is once again distracted, and the bar
appears to achieve the possibility of filling up once again. And he's not that
much of a person for crowds.
>Vincent (OOC) waves nightnight. z.z
>Ryan (OOC) Ciao
>Vincent goes home.
>Vincent has left.
>Ryan gets stuck tending bar then, I guess, until Rachel unidles. "That was
quick."
>Uriel reclaims her barstool. "Faster'n light," she boasts.
>Ryan is still sitting on this side of the bar, being the only person awake in
the room, Rachel having nodded off a while back.
>Ryan glances at Bael. "Another relative?"
>Uriel glances at Bael. She'll let him field that one, as she's not really sure
if he's advertising or not.
>Ryan assumes it's a safe bet. He's probably not just some hitchhiker.
>Bael just grins, leaving the conclusion hoppers to do what they will. His
attention is diverted elsewhere, to his surroundings. "This is the place you
speak so highly of?"
>Uriel says, "Okay, so it doesn't look like much. But the fun starts here."
>Ryan comments, a tad dryly, "Well, it ain't much to look at now."
>Uriel deposits her elbows on the bar to peer at Ryan. "So. Who's she?" She
gestures with her chin at Rachel. Jealous? No. Very, very curious? Yes.
>Ryan glances at the sleeping Rachel. "A friend."
>Ryan said that more of the tone of 'close', then 'just a'. But, eh, take it as
you will.
>Uriel says, "Mm-hmm. A friend. As in, someone Freddy's gonna hafta compete
with?" She smirks.
>Ryan raises his eyebrow. "'Freddy' isn't exactly a threat. Too muchuva wierdo."
=_= Yes, he's dodging the actual question.
>Uriel pries, "Buuuut?"
>Ryan raises his eyebrow. "Buuuut what?"
>Uriel turns to Bael instead. "Money down on how long it'll take him to get her
off in a corner alone, somewhere?"
>Ryan sweatdrops. "H... hey!" O_o
>Ryan would rent a hotel room first, darn it!
>Uriel snickers, and biiiihs Ryan, proving that she can act immature perfectly
well while sober. "Where'd everybody go, anyway? Figured the party was just
startin'."
>Ryan shrugs. "No idea... they all either left or fell unconscious. For all I
know there could be a party outside and they're all attending."
>Uriel says, "Well, shit." She surveys the room. "....Might as well go home an'
add s'more color to Carnifuge."
>Ryan sweatdrops. "Well, I can mix drinks, if you're THAT bored. Sheesh."
>Uriel's mood is almost immediately improved. "You're on."
>Ryan . o O ( Now, since she'll certainly ask for a gargleblaster, where'd I put
the tongs and rubber gloves O_=; )
>Uriel is, among other things, prone to experimenting. "What else's good?"
>Ryan rubs his nose, taking the opportunity to leap over to the other side of
the bar (getting even more sooty in the process). "Hmm... good old standby of
gin and coke. Nowhere near as strong, but goes down easier."
>Uriel shrugs. "Means I'll just hafta finish off more of 'em."
>Bael falls asleep.
>Ryan smirks. "I'm sure Tifa'd love that." . o O ( Wait... has she actually
ever PAID for any of this? o_=; ) He shrugs and gets to work.
>Uriel says, "Who's Tifa? *Another* girlfriend?" She grins.
>Ryan sweatdrops. "Yeah, but not *mine* She's Cloud's." Of course, this doesn't
stop Ryan from ogling the ever bouncy one.
>Uriel chews on a strand of her hair. "Huh. Not bad taste, I guess. Good for
her. Ah, hell. Lost Bael, too." She snorts. "No endurance, the lot of 'em."
>Ryan sweatdrops. "Guess they all aren't built as tough as you."
>Ryan slides the first drink over.
>Uriel raises the glass in a sarcastic salute, and then tips it back. Nope. She
still hasn't gotten the concept of 'nursing' down.
>Ryan won't comment. Hell, he was downing them pretty fast before himself. "May
I ask a question?"
>Uriel crunches on a piece of ice. "Shoot."
>Ryan pulls out a glass for himself. Too bad it's sooty. He fumbles around,
looking for a towel or something to wipe it off, but that doesn't seem to work
too well, seeing as how all the towels are dirty too. Hmm. "How come that Foil
guy doesn't like ya much? I can kinda understand it if he's run into the
Quarter Knights a lot... I kinda like living, myself... but you guys seem okay."
>Ryan looks over at Rachel as she suddenly wakes up. "Nodded off there."
>Uriel leans on the bar, studying Ryan through half-lidded eyes. She says
quietly, "Ya just don't know us well enough, yet."
>Ryan smirks. "Yeah, like I said, that killing humanity thing tends to drive a
wedge."
>Uriel raises a pierced eyebrow. "I *told* ya I wasn't so sure about that crap.
Live humans are a helluva lot more fun at parties. An' dead ones don't scream
nearly as loud."
>Ryan finally manages to find a clean glass. "Well, not sure if our ideas of
'fun' match up. Might be the key."
>Uriel says, "Mmmm. *Some* of 'em do." She winks at Ryan, but hops off the
barstool. "I'd love to stay, but I gotta go check on Carnifuge. Don't do
anythin' I wouldn't do." Don't worry. That leaves plenty. o.o;
>Ryan holds up his index finger. "Now, to just get those 'some' to outnumber the
rest, eh?" He hmms.
>Uriel casts a smirk over her shoulder. "Guess we'll hafta experiment." She'll
even take the mundane way out.
>Uriel has left.
>Ryan pours himself a drink as Uriel walks out. "..."
>Ryan glances over at Rachel. "You awake?"
>Ryan hmms. "Guess not." He downs his drink before walking around the bar, and
heading for the door. "Man, I need a shower..."
>o
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