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 : Echartea ]
[Sleepers: Skuld, Vell, Tifa, and Sanban_Ryu ]
[Things : None ]
Rachel has arrived.
Rachel comes downstairs, looking around.
Ryan snores behind the bar.
Echartea is still sitting silently at the bar.
Echartea seems tranced.
Rachel goes behind the bar, stealthily approaching Ryan. She's no ninja, but
she's good enough to sneak up on a sleeping guy. ^_-
Ryan is QUITE asleep. And sounds like a chainsaw.
Echartea perks, and snaps his head at Rachel..but remains silent..recalling
seeing the two together on friendly terms
Rachel ponders her options. . o O ( The soda nozzle? Ice cubes? Hmmmm... )
Ryan lies there, blissfully unawares of his doomed fate
Rachel grins, almost a smirk... and bends close to Ryan, to blow gently in his
ear. *poof*
Ryan suddenly sits up, flailing his arms around wildly @_o "Huh!? Wah!?"
Echartea chuckles softly.
Rachel ducks Ryan's reaction, having anticipated something like it. ^_-
Ryan rubs the back of his neck, peering at Rachel. "Oh. Hello." @_o
Rachel grins at Ryan. "If you're going to fill in behind the bar, you can't
sleep on it."
Ryan grumblegrumbles. "Yeah, yeah..." . o O ( Should I tell her I've seen
Lyrae...? She made me promise not to, but... )
Rachel says, "Any luck after we split up, last night? I rode around for a
couple more hours, but didn't see either of them. I finally had to come home
and sleep before I fell off the bike from exhaustion."
Ryan shakes his head. "... Still no sign of Kim."
Rachel nods, with a worried look. "I hope she's all right."
Ryan sighs, sitting forward. "Just wish I knew what would make her do something
like that."
Rachel says, "That's part of the problem, around here. So many of us know so
little about each other."
Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "Ain't that the truth."
Butz has arrived.
Butz's smile dims into indifference as he takes a seat at a table.
Ryan sits behind the bar - on duty? Nah - with Rachel standing nearby, and
Echartea on the patron side
Rachel glances at the newcomer, then returns her attention to Ryan. "That was
part of why I asked you that question last night."
Ryan rubs his head. "What quest- Oh, that one."
Echartea sighs sadly..rising to his feet
Echartea takes up his staff..
Echartea closes his eyes...
Echartea taps his staff twice against the ground, and is warped to Lake Acamier.
Echartea has left.
Rachel looks at Echartea?
Ryan shrugs at Rachel
Rachel looks at empty space.
Rachel blinks.
Lyrae has arrived.
Laura walks in quietly.
Rachel . o O ( That could be murder on someone who was drunk and not sure he
really saw that... )
Laura . o O ( Welp I said I'd be back. Won't kill me if I just curl up in a
corner and watch people.. )
Ryan blinks, BIG sweatdrop as he sees the newcomer. He sits behind the bar,
with Rachel standing nearby
Laura does just that. She makes a beeline for the corner, glancing briefly
towards Ryan and Rachel from beneath her hood.
Rachel asks, quietly and a little hesitantly, "Lyrae? Are you all right?"
Laura nods a bit hesitantly as she flattens herself into the corner, keeping
her back to the wall. o O ( Pain Killers are such a lovely thing *.* )
Butz glances towards the hooded person, sweatdropping. o.o;
Laura . o O ( Sleeping pills are a pain though. And what's with the looks? o.o )
Rachel heads out from behind the bar and toward the cloaked woman. "Can I get
you anything? Something to eat? We have some nice soup on, back in the
kitchen..."
Butz glances at the ceiling, hessitantly. Good, no assassin like there was last
time he chanced coming by here. x.x
Laura tenses just slightly in her chair. o O ( I will not scream, I will not
scream. It's a friend for god's sakes.. ) "..s..soup's good." She says finally.
Rachel nods. "Okay, I'll be right back with it. Anything else with it?"
Laura shakes her head after giving the question some thought. "No thank you.."
Butz taps his fingers together nervously, glancing to Rachel. "...Do you have
any...wine, Miss?"
Rachel says, "Okay. Be right back." And hustles into the kitchen.
Rachel says to Ryan in passing, "Can you take care of the other customer?"
Laura relaxes and tucks her legs beneath herself, curling up as much as is
possible, without jarring her bones. Which isn't much.
Rachel has left.
Ryan . o O ( ... What's she up to? Something's running through that head of
hers. )
Rachel has arrived.
Butz peers at the girl. ...Knowing the things that happen in this city, he
really shouldn't bother investigating further.
Laura tucks herself into her cloak calmly, shivering slightly. And not just
because she's cold. She glances briefly towards Butz as she is peered at. "..."
Butz . o O ( I need...contact lenses or something...if that 'hunter' I saw
tried to off that girl just because she had feline ears...he'll freak if he
sees my eyes change. )
( Foil strikes again, eh? )
Butz shyly turns away, in that passive manner of his. He fixes his gaze against
the fascinating wall.
Rachel comes back a few seconds later, wearing a hot mitt on her left hand, the
one carrying the steaming bowl of soup. She has a napkin and a spoon cradled
under the bowl, and a glass of icewater in her other hand. She sets it all
down neatly before the woman. "Here you go. Be careful, it's hot -- I brought
you some water, just in case."
Butz (OOC) says, "Yes, and I had the luck to be nearby when it happened." ^_^;
Laura (OOC) grins
Laura looks up at Rachel a bit tensely before shifting her posture. "Thank
you." o O ( Hot food. Warm warm warm *.* )
Rachel asks, "Would you like some crackers or anything to go with it?"
Butz looks down at his hands, shivering a bit. He -had- to leave his warm
clothes at home.
Rachel glances quickly to see if Ryan's gotten the other customer what he
needed.
Ryan hadn't o_O He leaps to his feet.
Ryan asks Butz, "Want anything?"
Laura rubs at her hand, jumping a bit at Rachel's question. She looks up,
"Etou, .." She pauses, "Um, no, this is fine...."
Lyrae mumbles, "Though ..... appreciate it if ..... ..... tell .....
else ..... ..... ..... .. ..... .. .. .." to Rachel.
Butz nods slowly to Ryan. "Yes...some wine will do..."
Rachel looks directly at the woman, and nods, once.
Laura smiles, relaxing a bit more. Enough to eat at least, regardless of the
pain in her hands.
Ryan fumbles about under the bar for a minute, before finally pulling a bottle
up for inspection. "Will this do?"
Rachel looks apologetically at the male customer. "Sorry, he's new. Was there
a particular type of wine you wanted?"
Laura blinks and hides a grin.
Ryan sweatdrops ^^; Hell, he ain't being paid for this anyway...
Rachel knows that Ryan's just helping out, but needs to keep up appearances.
Won't do to have new customers get a bad first impression. ^_-
Laura . o O ( Poor Ryan n.n )
Poor me ;_;
Butz shakes his head slowly. "Fine, not strong."
Ryan fumbles around under the bar, before pulling up a more suitable bottle.
Now pose for the customer. *POSE* Good Ryan.
Butz smiles, trying not to laugh. ^_^; "Thank you, Sir."
Laura smothers another giggle.
Laura (OOC) hands Ryan a biscuit :D
Ryan (OOC) Yay! Biscut!
Laura (OOC) ACKS and didn't realize she had her alias as Laura not Lyrae 9.9
Butz (OOC) ^^;
( But Ryan, that's the floor wax. )
Lyrae (OOC) re's. and x.x's at the thought of someone drinking floor wax.
Is not!
Lyrae finishes her dinner and settles back with a content look. She's nice and
toasty now n.n
Ryan hands the WINE to Butz
Lyrae stifles a chuckle.
Butz pours himself a glass, nodding silently. Some thanks, for all the fun
poked at him.
Luke has arrived.
Tasuki has arrived.
Lyrae is tucked in a dark corner of the room.
Luke waits by the ajar door, waving someone in. "Dis da' place, feller. Serves
da' finest beer in town."
Ryan sits behind the bar, even though he doesn't actually seems to be WORKING
Tasuki wanders in, then walks over to Luke, who was obviously waving him over.
n.n "I haven't had a drink in a whole day...*.*"
Rachel heads back behind the bar, taking possession of her domain. ^_-
"Hello, gentlemen. Can I get you anything?"
Ryan scoots over to the side, the let the person who was actually hired do this.
Lyrae looks over at the two who enter, recognizing one, but not the other. She
now has something else to think about. Crowds. And lately she really really
doesn't like crowds.
Luke sits by the bar, an empty barstool next to him for his new friend. "Know
da' feelin', dude." Luke takes his jacket and hat off and places it on the coat
rack, grinning at Ryan. "Howdy."
Ryan nods to Luke. "..."
Tasuki nods enthusiastically to Rachel, "Gimme the strongest stuff you've got.
n.n"
Luke pats an empty barstool. "Sit right over 'ere man." Luke grins at Tasuki,
liking a man with a strong stomach. The man calls out at Rachel. "Ya. And give
me one of 'dem, too. Cold as ya'll can make it."
Butz doesn't either, it seems. x.x He picks up his wine and moves for the other
end of the room immediately after he hears the type of talk passing between the
two.
Rachel sets about making a pair of gargleblasters. Keeping them at least 10cm
apart from each other to avoid achieving critical mass. ;)
Lyrae watches Rachel prepare the drinks. o O ( I wonder if someone should call
the paramedics, just in case.. )
Ryan . o O ( Ye GODS!? Two at once!? We don't have clearance from the EPA for
that! O_O )
Rachel is a trained professional. Don't try this at home. Or at work. Or in
a concrete bunker. ^_-
Tasuki hops onto the bar stool, eagerly waiting his drink. He's grinning a bit
stupidly, flashing a fang every now and again. . o O (Gonna get me some
alcohol...*.*)
Lyrae looks at Tasuki curiously, then looks towards the door. o O ( It's not
too bad in here. Yet. )
Butz sips from his glass, obviously having -some- mannerisms about him. n.n;
Ryan is the official bouncer, ya know. When Spikey ain't around, at least.
Lyrae (OOC) giggles
Lyrae (OOC) bounces Ryan off the walls.
Rachel pours, mixes, pours, stirs, and so on, smoothly and professionally,
finally topping both drinks off with little umbrellas with radiation and
biohazard symbols on them, before delivering them to their victi-- er,
customers. ;)
Butz (OOC) says, "Too late?" n.n
Luke tosses his empty package of cigarettes in the trash, grinning as
moronically as Tasuki. Alcohol. Oh, boy. Nature's Cure All Beverage and Hell's
Blight All Beverage. Luke calls out towards Rachel. "Hey, man. Ya'll sell
cigarettes or anything with some nic-o-teen in it? Those cheap thangs Uncle Sam
give is is worth $#!+."
Lyrae sweatdrops. o O ( Are those drinks.. fizzing and popping? )
Ryan . o O ( I smell glass burning 9.9 )
Rachel says, "No, sir, sorry -- no tobacco here."
Butz glances at the drink. Is it just him, or is the room slowly getting
warmer? o.o;;
Hey, they give off their own light!
Tasuki takes the umbrella out of the drink, curously studying the symbols.
"Whadda these things mean...?"
Rachel pages, "OOC: I thought the umbrellas were a nice touch. ^_-" to Lyrae
and you.
Luke idly flicks the radiation symbols off. This man is too country even to
figure out what those nice red shiny octogonal happy signs. Luke blows the fizz
away and lifts his glass up into the air. "Bottoms up!"
Lyrae whispers, "Lyrae nodnods =)" to you and Rachel.
Lyrae . o O ( It means if youre not dead in three seconds after drinking that
tuff, you're a really lucky mann.n; )
Butz flicks his hand, a small fire starting in it. Brrr. He keeps it angled
towards him to conserve the heat, and also prevent anyone from noticing.
Rachel smiels at Tasuki. "Just for atmosphere, sir."
Rachel smiles, too.
If any of those drinks come near Butz, it's ground-zero kiddies.
Tasuki nods a bit, looking into the drink a moment. His eyes glance back and
forth about the bar, as he thinks of something...someone. . o O (Koji...it's
just not the same without Koji.)
Ryan stage-whispers to rachel, "Are you SURE giving them those is safe?"
Rachel'whispers' back, "They're what they asked for..."
Ryan sweatdrops. Wonder if there's a chem suit handy >.> <.<
Luke ceremoniously tilts the drink towards his mouth, stopping before a drop
trickles into his mouth, obviously displeased with something. Mayhaps the
radiation or bubbles? "...this don't feel right." the man muses and sips
deeply, not showing any signs of intoxication on the first sip. And on the
second and fifth ones either. Oh, wait. His eyes are crossed and his fingers
slightly shivering but other than that, Luke seems okay. His eyes are still
kinda crossed, though and his face seems sorta flushed but he survives. Luke
twirls his finger around in the glass a bit after the drink settles, looking a
bit ill.
Ten seconds later...a puddle of acid is eating through Luke's chair. (j/k)
Luke puts his hand over his face, looking very ill. "Gawd, man. My gasoline was
like a glass of milk compared ta' dat. Wha' da' hell is dat?"
Ryan comments, "... Illegal in 12 states."
Luke leans on the counter, his face flushed and his eyes slightly crossed.
"...sheyat..." and looks towards Tasuki to see if he fares any better.
Rachel smiles at Luke. "It's called a Pan-Galactic Gargleblaster. According
to my boss, she got the recipe from a customer."
Tasuki raises the drink to his lips, and halts. A single tear falls down his
cheek...and into the drink, causing it to rumble threateningly. "Oh @#%$!" He
drops the glass, and it shatters on the ground, beginning to eat away at the
legs of Tasuki's chair. He jumps off the chair and onto the bar counter.
"Ho-s***!"
Lyrae stares at Tasuki
Ryan says, "Tastes even better coming up then going down."
Lyrae . o O ( SO much for the chair.. )
Rachel blinks?
Butz observes, grinning nervously through grinning pearly-whites. n.n;;
Butz (OOC) lops off one of those 'grinnings'. ^_^;
Luke looks at the drink spill on the floor, now turning green. He giggles a
little bit like a vomitous walrus, as if trying to laugh off the drink.
"...geez. If only Wilhelm stuffed that sheyat in them canisters 'stead of
mustard gas."
Then the entire world would become blissful drunkards. Hey, waitaminute...
Or all organic life would end.
Tasuki says, "What the !#%@ was that stuff...?!" He pants nervously from his
crouched position on the counter, sweat now dripping down the sides of his
face. o.o;
Butz casually remarks, while still appearing nervous, "...The strongest drink
in the house?" ^_^;;
Rachel replies, "To tell the truth, I'm not sure. Tifa just told me which
bottles to mix, and how much from each. Those unlabeled ones."
Tasuki says, "My @#! That was @#%$ing poison!!"
Ryan waves dismissively, "Ah, it's harmless!" . o O ( If you're a
silicon-based lifeform )
Luke puts his hand over his face, leaning on the counter while looking very
dazed. The man giggles spasmatically, face turning back to his normal color and
cheeks flustered with a sweat-covered face. Luke grins weakly at Rachel.
"Geez-us, Rachel. Ya'll sure ya' didn't get some ammonia and sum rat poison
bottles by mistake? That wasn't even ****ing beer! It was ****ing biological
warfare!"
( But it's !@^(! GOOD poison! Get a buzz for WEEKS... )
Rachel says, "It _was_ what you ordered."
Rachel grins.
Luke rests his head on the counter, gazing into nothingness. "...I'd kill
somethan' fer a good ole cig' right now. Hell. Even them ones Uncle Sam gives
us."
Rachel says, "I wouldn't suggest it for about twenty minutes. Until your
breath is less flammable."
Luke gives Rachel a withering glare loaded with sick hilarity. "Ha ha." Luke
sits back up in his barstool, forcing down the symptoms of the drink. "...how
much did dat Witch's Water cost me?"
Rachel picks up a couple of empty highball glasses and juggles them idly,
barely even paying attention to what her hands are doing as she replies.
"Nine-fifty. It's on the 'special selections' menu."
Luke gives Rachel a worn out 10$ bill, muttering grimly something about "Brew
of Satan."
Ryan watches rachel juggle. Hmm, might explain why she got to be a mecha
pilot... good coordination.
Rachel stops juggling to take the bill, moving to the cash register to ring it
in. "Think of it this way -- you drink one of those, and you don't _need_ any
more drinks for the night. You just _saved_ money." She turns back around,
placing Luke's change on the bar in front of him.
Butz leans back silently, stretching his back. x.x
Rachel pages, "Was that 'Ryan watches Rachel juggle.' or 'Ryan watches Rachel
_jiggle_.'? ^_-" to you.
Luke glares at Rachel weakly while placing his hand over his face,
comtemplating another beer. And death by dissolving, too. "Hey...any of ya'll
seen some weird-lookin' kid with blue hair and dese claws?"
You page, "We shall never know n.n" to Rachel.
Lyrae glances towards Luke. Oh yeah, -that's- descriptive..
Rachel says, "Um, no."
Ryan blinks. "Claws?"
Luke shrugs. "Ya'll probably didn't. Why'd I even ask that?...wha? Yeah, claws.
Big ole jagged metal things."
Luke stands up, taking his cowboy hat and jacket off the coat rack while
staggering for the door. "Woo. If that one dude with da' fan shows up, tell him
I'll be at the *whew* *hic* square. Geah." Luke opens the door and stumbles
out, without so much as a goodbye.
Luke has left.
Butz shakes his head, sighing faintly.
Tasuki just stares at the area where his chair once was. . o O (That could have
been my stomach...;.;)
Lyrae looks over at the melted chair. o O ( I gotta try that on mildew. )
Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "Hey, um, rachel? I'll try the second strongest
drink..."
Butz continues to sip his wine in silence. Amazing, no goon to fall from the
ceiling and try to strangle him this time around. x.X
Rachel laughs. "Okay, Ryan. On ice, or neat?"
Ryan says, "Ice."
Tasuki says, "Um... I don't think I'll ever drink again...n.n;"
Lyrae remains silent in the corner. Well until Tasuki's comment. A very soft
giggle floats out from her vicinity.
Rachel grabs a glass, tosses it tumbling into the air, flips some ice into the
air with the scoop and catches it IN the glass, then fills the rest of it with
Everclear. She sets it down next to Ryan. "Here you go. Enjoy."
Ryan smirks at Rachel. "Getting into the hang of this, I see?" ^_^
Lyrae sweatdrops at Rachel. o O ( Show off ) n.n;
Butz idly taps a spoon against his empty glass. n.n;
Rachel smiles sweetly back at Ryan. "What 'getting'? I did this back home.
Why do you think I wanted a job here?"
Rachel goes back toward Butz. "Sorry, sir. Can I get you something else? A
refill, or...?"
Ryan raises his eyebrow. "Oh really? Go fig."
Butz nods. ^_^ "Refill, please."
Rachel takes Butz's empty glass. "Coming right up."
Rachel heads back behind the bar, pours Butz another glass of wine, and walks
back to his table with it. "Here you go."
Lyrae watches the general goings on, then settles back and closes her eyes.
Ryan drinks this one. Luckily, his mouth doesn't dissolve with this drink.
Awww. =)
Rachel returns to the bar. "Besides, Ryan, customers like that stuff. And it
means they tip better."
Tasuki sits down at another barstool, pondering what to drink now. He flicks
his hair back a bit, then looks at tessen, on the floor, only a few inches away
from the toxic puddle. o.o He picks his tessen up, grinning fangedly to myself.
. o O (Must be my lucky day, I find one of those seishi people, and my tessen
doesn't got melted to scrap iron...go @#$!ing figure. -.-)
Ryan smirks. "I agree with that."
Cloud has arrived.
Lyrae is tucked up in a corner of the room, her cloak and hood up. She eyes the
door.
Cloud tilts his head, looking at everyone. "... hello."
Rachel says, "Hello, Cloud."
Ryan nods to Cloud. "... Hey, Spikey."
Lyrae doesn't respond. She's pretending she's invisible. Yeah. Really. Honest.
Pay no attention to the girl in the corner.
Cloud asks, "... what is happening?"
Rachel says, "Nothing unusual. Unless that's unusual by itself."
Lyrae . o O ( Yeah that's pretty unusual. )
Butz sips at his wine daintily. Rather boring, this one is.
Tasuki waves to Cloud with his right hand. He looks a bit nervous. Perhaps the
reason is the same as that which caused the half-digested chair next to him to
find its current state. o.o
Lyrae stifles another giggle.
Cloud blinks, looking over at Tasuki. "... what happened to that chair?"
Ryan explains, "Gargleblaster spilled"
Tasuki eh-hehs. n.n; He puts his tessen through a loop on his back, now that he
thinks of it.
Cloud asks, "... ... ..." as he looks at Ryan now. You served it?
Rachel says, "No, that'd be me, Cloud."
Ryan shakes his head. Not me.
Cloud hmmms, as he looks over at Rachel. "..."
Lyrae . o O ( He's so eloquent n.n )
Aerith has arrived.
Ryan takes a sip of his everclear
Tasuki snaps his fingers, "Yoooo, could I have some...water? n.n;"
Rachel says, "Sure. Here you go..."
Sake. You know you want it. Come on. Balance a bowl on your fangs for us. Woo
hoo, shake that tessen.
Lyrae looks towards Tasuki. oO ( Water? The gargleblaster's must have scared
him away from the rest of the stuff n.n )
Rachel draws a glass of water and gives it to Tasuki.
Tasuki says, "Thanks...u.u;" . o O (I hope the water here is okay...u.u;) He
slowly draws the glass to his lips, closes his eyes, and takes a light sip.
"..."
Lyrae hides a grin and goes back to observing silently.
Cloud says, "..." as he walks over to the counter, taking a seat.
Aerith strides in and glances around for a moment while her eyes adjust to the
light. Once they have, she works her way over to a table and plops down in it
gracefully. With her head tilted back over the edge of the chair so she's
staring at the ceiling. Not that she can stare at anything with her eyes closed
though.
Ryan sits at a table, guzzling everclear, and ogling Rachel more and more the
drunker he gets
Lyrae looks over towards Aerith as she enters, and smothers a groan. Oh lord.
she remembers her. Thank god Derek isn't here. She turns her attention back to
her hands, massaging her stiff fingers.
Cloud looks over, noting the newcomer. He slowly rubs his neck as he turns back
to Rachel. "... Bourbon?"
Rachel nods to Cloud. "Rocks or neat?"
Cloud says, "Rocks."
Aerith sits up straight once more and rubs at her eyes. Then she grins and
waves at Lyrae, "Hiya! So did you get that cute boy you like to kiss you yet or
not?" Seems she remembers her too. ^_^
Ryan blinks at Aerith.
Cloud turns his head, looking over at Aerith. "..."
Lyrae stiffens. She remembers. Damn. She winces and slowly, stiffly, gets up
from her table, "No, and I'm not going to."
Rachel scoops some ice, flinging it into the air. Grabbing a highball glass,
she catches the ice in it behind her back while slipping the bottle from the
rack behind the bar with her other hand.
Ryan smirks. He could do that, he just doesn't know where everything is. Really.
Butz sweatdrops. -Everyone- has to mention relationships around him. n.n;;
Tasuki opens his eyes after taking a slight sip from the glass. o.o . o O (I'm
alive...! Wait...maybe I didn't drink enough to kill me...bottom up!) He chugs
the water down quickly, then slams the glass down, almost hard enough to
shatter it. "Sake! As many gourds as you can bring me! n.n"
Rachel turns back around, continuing the motion, setting the glass down in
front of Cloud and just in time to catch the bourbon she's pouring.
Suuuure you could Ryan.
Cloud nods. "Thank you..." He takes the glass, bringing it to his lips as he
closes his eyes and sips, sighing.
Ryan has seen Rachel do it. he could NOW ^_^
Rachel returns the bourbon to its place behind the bar, and readies some sake.
Ryan comments, to break the silence, "Well, at least there hasn't been a fight
in here in over 24 hours."
Rachel turns her head toward Ryan. "Shhhhhh."
Lyrae knocks on the table three times.
Lyrae . o O ( Ow. )
Ryan smirks, taking another sip, before glancing towards Lyrae.
Lyrae rubs her hand -.- o O ( Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. )
Butz . o O ( Ahh. So -that's- why I don't have some goon dropping from the
ceiling to strangle me tonight. It's the eye of the storm. ^_^ )
Rachel places the warmed 'gourd' (ceramic flask, actually ^_-) of sake on a
small tray, along with a small white ceramic cup, and carries it out toward
Tasuki.
Lyrae pokes at her hand absently. o O ( ...well I guess I can go. I never said
I was going to stay after all, and I don't want to run into anyone else....
technically I should've just stayed home. )
Ryan will follow you if you do, Lyrae. Just so you know. ^^
Lyrae (OOC) ^^;;;
Lyrae looks up and towards Ryan out of the corner of her eye -.o;
Ryan is drinking, and heavily
Aerith glances over at Rachel as her attention shifts from Lyrae. She's no fun.
Ooh, a waitress. She smiles brightly and waves at Rachel as she walks nearby,
"Can I order something after you're done that, miss?" ^_^
Tasuki picks up the cup for a second, looking at it. He shrugs, and sets it
down. . o O (Maybe I should make a good first impression...) He raises the
flask and tilts it...but stops short of actually pouring a single drop into the
cup. . o O (Oh hell, I already embarassed the #@%$ out of myself!) He pulls the
gourd to his lips and chugs! n.n
Rachel turns to Aerith. "Yes, miss, what can I get you?"
Vincent has arrived.
Aerith ums thoughtfully for a moment, then smiles brightly and declares, "A
virgin pina colada, no cherry." ^_^
Butz sips his wine. No, you're not going to get any more out of him. @.@
Lyrae sweatdrops at Tasuki. o O ( My but he's thirsty. )
Cloud takes another sip of his whiskey, trying to relax after the long day he's
had.
Tasuki finishes the first gourd...the first of many, and ahs. n.n He sets the
gourd on his left shoulder, and snaps his fingers again. n.n
Ryan gives a yawn, finally finishing his drink. Now he can devote his time to
watching the ladies.
Lyrae picks her way towards her nice safe corner. She'll wait for a while until
she can slip out again later. Preferably when Ryan's utterly drunk and ogling
some other poor girl.
Doubly bad for Lyrae. c.c
Vincent walks in. His attention sweeps over the bar, which, for the second
night in the row, seems to be miraclously filled with folk that are doing what
one is supposed to be doing in bars; drinking. A completely amazing event.
Instead of commenting on it, he steps further in, his eyes roving over the
available tables before finally settling on one in particular, which he then
heads toward.
Ryan isn't as drunk as he looks, dear. it's just a nice excuse n.-
Rats ^_^
Rachel returns to Aerith's table with her drink. "Here you go."
Lyrae watches other people walking around while trying to breath out of one
lung. This in itself is a pretty silly attempt, but the pain in her side is
getting to be a bit much. Though she isn't showing it.
Aerith nods thankfully and grabs it up to take a long draught off of it before
replying, "Thank you." ^_^
Cloud seated at the counter, drinking silently. He briefly looks up, to notice
Vincent's arrival, and nods towards him.
Lyrae looks briefly towards Vincent, before turning her attention back to her
table.
Butz's glance shifts to Lyrae. He'd offer t heal her if nobody else was
around...he would preferably avoid a duel with that...'hunter'.
Lyrae sadly would refuse the medical treatment. Pride and all that. She does
however turn her attention to Butz now, warily.
Tasuki snaps his fingers again, waiting for another gourd. n.n
Butz shifts his gaze immediately away, faint coloring in his cheeks. Hopefully
he's like that with all girls. n.n;
Ryan . o O ( Darn it, why can't Rachel wear that skinsuit thing more often? )
Vincent nods in return to Cloud. Now that he has someone to stare at, he does
so, regarding Cloud in a thoughtful manner as he settles into his seat.
Lyrae quietly says, "...." She looks back towards the rest of the room, then
towards the door. Hopefully everyone's attention is on other stuff, as she
slowly and discreetly heads towards the door.
Aerith giggles loudly as she finishes off her drink. No reason why really. It's
not like it's alcoholic or anything. She just felt like giggling. ^_^
Ryan slowly and discretely follows ^_^ Ninja training and all that...
Lyrae (OOC) grins.
Cloud takes his drink, standing up, to walk towards Vincent. "... Evening,
Vincent. May I join you?"
Butz doesn't notice, as far as anyone is concerned. n.n
Lyrae whispers, "Rachel's supposed to be following too so I'll wait for her out
there too ^_-" to Rachel and you.
Lyrae sneakies out.
Lyrae has left.
o
Tyr Road [300]
The apartment buildings and hotels give way to smaller, less expensive and
privately owned buildings of like sort. Then those eventually dwindle to what
you find on either side of you now. Yes, various scents of delicious food of a
wide assortment of styles, flavours, and nationalities entices your olfactorial
senses..attempting to lure you in for a bite, or five. Make no mistake,
however. It doesn't come as cheap as those fast food places around southern
Tyr Road..though you'll definately appreciate the higher quality. At a point
up ahead, the road and street becomes an unpaved trail, towards the start of
the steep walls that the mountain atol surrounding Midgaard creates. A deep
gorge carved by forces long forgotten and lost to legend is to the west
here..and a suspension bridge has been erected so that pedestrians might take a
stroll across it to Sif Way to the east, and marvel at it.
[Exits : (N)orth, Tifa's Seventh Heaven (7), (T)ransit Station, Path (D)own
to the Gorge, Suspension (B)ridge, and (S)outh ]
[Players : Lyrae, and Motoroid Red(Pup) ]
[Sleepers: Tamahome, Janus, and Hammer ]
[Things : None ]
Rachel pages, "No, if she sees Ryan following, Rachel will stay put." to Lyrae
and you.
Lyrae whimpers softly as she walks away from the bar and kneels, rummaging
through her bag for her painkiller. And wouldn't you know it, all out.
Lyrae pages, "Ah, okay ^_^" to Rachel and you.
Ryan hmms, from a good distance away . o O ( She realy is hurt bad... )
Lyrae gets up after a moment, holding a hand against her side and wandering off
to the edge of the gorge. She doesn't particularly feel like going anywhere per
se, but it's better than being stuffed in a room when your claustraphobia is
kicking in.
Ryan watches from... well, I ain't telling!
Drat. :) Not that it would matter. Lyrae doesn't notice. She wouldn't notice a
parade of elephants at this moment. She pauses a moment, then makes a kind of
"ugh" noise and heads off south.
Lyrae leaves south.
Lyrae has left.
s
You depart to the south.
Intersection: Thor/Tyr
This intersection is relatively nice, if not for the lingering darkness to the
west on Thor Street. Luckily, all the streetlamps here are replaced
regularly..any graffiti is cleaned up almost immediately..and a neighbourhood
police patrol keeps an eye out for any shifty and suspicious types wandering
about. To the east, Thor Boulevard is a much more lively and light
place..housing many people in small housing complexes, and a few larger,
upper-middle class homes. To the South, Tyr Road continues in that direction,
with a mixture of hotels and apartment buildings. To the north, it seems to
disperse at an obscure point..though a few eateries catering to myriad tastes
can be seen.
[Exits : Midgaard (P)okemon Center, (C)orner Cafe, (E)ast, (N)orth, (S)outh,
and (W)est ]
[Players : Lyrae ]
[Things : None ]
Ryan plans to stop you once you get to a house or the like...
Lyrae is certainly heading to something of that sort. She continues south
towards the Obelisk.
Lyrae leaves south.
Lyrae has left.
s
You depart to the south.
Tyr Road [200](#228RL)
The 200 block of Tyr Road is almost exclusively fancy hotels and high-rise
apartment buildings. Available in a wide range of designs, from the mundane
box-shape, to more architecturally enthralling towers such as 'The Obelisk'.
Housing this close to the middle of everything isn't cheap, but it isn't as
expensive as owning your own home farther out to the east, either. The area is
also clean..and a few commercial buildings are scattered about..though they're
rather limited.
[Exits : Don Corneo's (M)ansion, Obelisk (A)partments, (N)orth, and (S)outh ]
[Players : Lyrae ]
[Sleepers: Theodoros ]
[Things : Poster Advertisement ]
Lyrae turns and starts towards the apartment building, muttering softly as she
gets to the door.
Ryan waits for the lobby. That's ALWAYS empty.
Lyrae walks through the revolving door of the Obelisk.
Lyrae has left.
a
You walk through the revolving door of the Obelisk.
Obelisk Apartments: Ground Floor
To the west, facing the street, there is a wide entrance area with a double set
of revolving doors, both appropriate for entry or egress. However, where you
currently stand is more elevated. A set of steps leading from that spacious
hall unto this one, with cargo and service ramps running on either side of
that. Centered directly to the east is a very large reception desk, with
several clerks waiting to serve residents, or prospective customers. To the
south, the wall is marred by the oaken door to the manager's office, while to
either side of the desks are two elevators, and for the more physically adept,
a stairwell.
[Exits : (E)levator, (M)anager's Office[Locked], and (O)ut ]
[Players : Lyrae ]
[Things : Sign: Get a Home! (tm) ]
Lyrae heads for the elevator sluggishly.
Ryan speaks up right before Lyrae gets to the elevator, "Hiya, wanna talk about
it?" Where'd he come from?
Lyrae almost shrieks. She had -not- expected anyone else to be in the lobby,
nor had she expected herself to be followed. However the two foot leap does
little to ease the pain in her arm and ribs, as she whirls around with a pained
grimace. ".....Ryan.." She states the obvious. ".. You scared me half to death.
Don't do that."
Ryan sweatdrops. "Damn girl, you're TENSE. Ease up there, 'k?"
Lyrae grins weakly, "..Sorry." 6.6;
Ryan smirks. "Hey, you don't need to apologize for EVERYTHING. Just like, speak
what's on your mind more, y'know?"
Lyrae quietly says, "..I'm still learning. I never got much opportunity to do
this kind of thing.. make my own decisions I mean.."
Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "... What happened with Esmerelda?"
Lyrae tenses, suddenly very on guard as she looks to one side, "...She showed
me the one thing I feared most of all."
Ryan looks at Lyrae, saying in a calm voice, "... Which was...?"
>Lyrae registers and focuses on the calmness as she answers, "..Being alone.
Completely, and utterly alone. She..locked me in a basement. There was no
light. No sound..just the cold. It was all I could think about.." She stops,
nearly getting hysterical. Bad enough she never liked basements.
Ryan says in a calm tone, "But... you aren't. You got that?"
Lyrae falls silent for a minute longer, "...y..yeah."
Ryan holds up his index finger. "Remember... all she wants to do is to break
your spirits... just keep in mind that you're stronger then her if you don't
submit, eh?"
Lyrae nods, "Right." She pauses, and takes a deeper breath. "Right." She frowns
again, "But..call me crazy.. but I don't believe she does all this because
she's evil. Not after what I saw.."
Ryan raises his eyebrow. "Come again?"
Lyrae quietly says, "..I saw a different side of her."
Ryan rubs the back of his neck, a confused expression on his face. this IS a
tad hard to swallow. "What side was that?"
Lyrae takes a few minutes to paraphrase, "The side she could have been. That if
she really wanted to, if she really tried, that she could be. It was .. like a
little child lost in darkness, crying ..so sadly. Her entire crusade against
humanity.. I think it's ..because she never knew what it was like to be loved..
to be truly loved. Because everyone she loved was killed by humans I imagine..
before she had a chance to know what it was."
Ryan rubs the back of his neck for a few minutes, before finally chiming in,
"... Damn..."
Well, she isn't exactly helping us like her NOW ;P
Lyrae quietly says, "..Deep down she's hurting so badly that her only defense
is to make the human race hurt just as much as she is. If not more."
No kidding ^_^
Ryan bows his head, still rubbing his chin. "This deserves more thought... but
I can't just stand by when she hurts people, you know that. did she do this to
you?"
Lyrae quietly says, "..Yes. But I take full responsibility for it. I went with
her willingly. I went along with her little 'game'..and when I got locked in
that ..basement.." She frowns, looking guarded again, "I panicked."
Ryan narrows his eyebrows. "It... might be best if yo don't go with her, if she
asks next time."
Lyrae quietly says, "I don't think she'll be coming for me anytime soon. She
knows she's not the only one who can play the reverse psychology mind game. I
don't think she wants to face up to that kind of thing again. I made her break
down once before."
Ryan keeps his eyes narrow. "... Be careful, I have the feeling if she's pushed
to hard this way, she might turn violent."
Lyrae indicates her ribs and arm with a hand, "You think this isn't violent?
o.o"
Ryan says, "I mean, lethally."
Lyrae grimaces, "Oh." She pauses, "..I probably won't push her that far..again."
Lyrae quietly says, "..though I'm half tempted to."
Ryan says, in a serious tone, "Don't try it unless she forces you to... I don't
want to have to bury you, Lyrae."
Lyrae looks down, "That makes two of us." She half jokes. Then she shakes her
head, "I won't though. I think I know her limits."
Ryan nods to Lyrae. "It's certainly an interesting tidbit, though... if not of
immediate use."
Lyrae quietly says, "I don't know if it would be of any use period.. unless
used as psychological warfare."
Ryan crosses his arms again. "And I'm no expert in THAT."
Lyrae quietly says, "Neither am I."
Lyrae quietly says, "Half of what I said to her was based entirely on empathic
instinct.. and that's not completely reliable."
Ryan sighs, running his hands through his hair. "all I'm worried about is what
she's been up to... we're only seeing a little piece of the puzzle"
Lyrae grimaces against a slight twinge of pain as she sighs softly, "J..Just
worry about one thing at a time hm? You've got that ..metal demon mess to take
care of haven't you..?"
Ryan sweatdrops. "Well, I don't have a clue what THEY'RE up to, either.
Probably nothing good, but..."
Lyrae asks gently, "Who's the greater threat then?"
Ryan shakes his head. "I don't know... they have the tactical advantage at the
moment, with an orbital platform... but since I don't know what EITHER of them
are fully capable of..."
Lyrae replies drily, "How delightful..."
Ryan says, "HOWEVER... the Metal Demons might not be capable of, or desire to,
destroy humanity in one fell swoop. Considering their technology, it'd be a
piece of cake to lob nukes from orbit, but they haven't."
Lyrae quietly says, "That's a plus.."
Ryan sighs. "In a way, at least. Never been fond of complete obliteration, at
least."
Lyrae sweatdrops slightly, "Most people don't.. ^_^;"
Ryan asks, "Ain't that the truth?"
Lyrae nods with a hesitant grin n.n;
Ryan rubs the back of his neck. "Well..."
** Ly-chan freezes up and gets booted n.n; **
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