apel
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*looks slightly disspointed*
"Awww, no coffee OR donuts?"
*looks at the various alcoholic substances on the rack behind the robot bartender and sighs*
"I guess I'll just take a like cola..."
*turns back to Apel and Points at the door*
"Was it safe to leave my scythe outside? I didn't wanna scare anyone by bringin it in..."
"It'll be fine. Actually, you're probably better off retreiving it. Trash collectors are out and about near the Garden of Eden."
Apel smirks. She looks down at her watery drink and wrinkles her nose.
*Gaz realises that having a spear he "borrowed" from a god thrown in a dumptster would please the big guy and summons it to his hand by calling "Gungir" and watches as it seems to make its way from outside to Gaz's outstretched palm cutting in and out of the crowd of users in the bar at this time.*
"What are you drinking?" *Gaz says as he lays his scythe agains the barstool on which he sits*