[ - Black Halo Inn & Tavern - ]

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Poll Whore.	42.8%	[ 740 ]
I love the place.	12.4%	[ 215 ]
Heh.	6.1%	[ 106 ]
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[Zane Fieri]

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Zane Fieri

Zane glanced at the girl behind the bar, eyeing hard the silver key at her fingertips. His gaze softened ever so slightly back into his trademark smile, licking his bottom lip, and biting it as the key clacks onto the pristine wood bar top. "Thank you." He said, casually picking it up as he shared his drink with the naive brunette. "I'll keep that in mind." He ended with a sultry wink as he turned back to his prey.

As the bartender routinely cleaned the glasses, the man with white hair and the tiny, voluptuous brunette took their time, drinking from the glass on the bar. In the corner of the bartender's eye, the pair kissed lecherously, unmindful of the other patrons, in between snippets of conversation and the occasional sip of alcohol.

Three glasses in, and still no one was aware that the man with white hair interspersed his sips with fake ones; holding the glass against closed lips as the brunette chatted up a storm. Her tongue would lick the vodka from his mouth, and her body would leave no space between them. The man simply seemed relaxed, interested but with misted, empty eyes.

They lingered at the bar for a good few minutes, before they decided to grab the bottle and leave for the room. The girl tittered giddily as they rose from the stools, a little too loud, neglectful of herself and the other guests. Before they left, however, Zane called to the girl at the bar, and motioned for her to come closer. He leaned in, and whispered: "You'll be here all night, right?" He winked again, and roughly grabbed his company by the waist, now blatantly showing his sudden disinterest in her. "Come on."

shadow_dreamer

[Lord Arrion]

shadow_dreamer

Dreamer in his arms always brought him calm, even more so now that he asked her to marry him and her saying yes. Peace would reside of them while they slept, and they both would be at ease with each other in their grasp. Criel had been daunting his dreams, eating away at his memories and inducing nightmares. He wanted Shadow's essence, and was trying to corrode from the inside. Shadow wasn't about to let that happen, especially now that he was resolute with his beloved. With Dreamer at his side, with her forever to be his, he was ready to take on the true challenges of the world.

Criel, among many others, were problems he had been avoiding and/or couldn't handle alone, but his biggest enemy had always be himself. He needed to fix himself, he needed to stop running from what he needed to to, and from those only wanting to help. The risks had always been real and apparent, but Shadow was fearful of the worse, thus in turn possibly creating such scenarios. He had been running, running for far too long. In the mean time, he'd continue to rest in the bed, far too enjoying his sleep, and thinking that Dreamer was still at his side. How he had longed to have her back in his arms, and he in her's. This was something to finally bring his nerves at a calmer state. Being back with her, and telling her how he felt, was something he had feared and longed to commit to.

"C-Cause if so..Then yes, I would." Dreamer's words kept replaying through his dreams, allowing him to relive finally committing to her.

He'd eventually awaken, and get out of bed, but not just yet.

[Ristar Black]

The soft silence of the evening was broken by the gentle sound of footsteps on fallen leaves. The crunch beneath booted feet stirred the nightlife around them, but the owner paid no mind to this. Their attention was focused on the building coming into view, its familiar lines and aura pulling at them in a way that was all too familiar. The being was tempted to stick the shadows and bypass this place, but the feeling was ignored just as quickly as it had come. There were simply too many memories in this place for them to stay away, even if most of them were ones they would rather forget. So, stepping out of the darkness, moonlight washed over the creature as they continued on the path towards the Halo.

If anyone were around to see, they would find what looked to be an ordinary young woman walking easily to the bar. It was only when one looked closely at her elegant features that they would see the truth, would find the secrets that hid themselves within the depths of her glowing sapphire eyes. Scarlet curls that danced in the evening air as the woman closed the distance between herself and the building cascaded down her back to gleam like flames in the moonlight. Her locks would tease the hem of her black and silver top, the long sleeve blouse clinging to curves that most men drooled over. Long legs that ate up the ground quickly were clad in fitted jeans, their shade an exact match to that which covered her torso. The outfit was completed by a pair of black and chrome booted heels, their soles still crunching the discarded leaves before stepping up onto the porch. Now within distance of the entrance, the woman pulled open the front doors and slipped back into the Black Halo once more.

As she entered, her starry gaze took in those around her absently before landing on the bar. She knew Shadow to keep the liquor well stocked, so she made a beeline for the counter. Taking a seat near the door, just in case, the redhead folded her arms over the bar top and settled herself in to people watch. No one she knew was around yet, and it was always more fun for her to observe first before confronting those she didn't know.

[Leonardo -S- Virunas]

Punctuated by the sudden foot fall upon crisp leaves, long legs traveling in fluent stride another figure would be roused from the distant front lawn. Unaware of whether his position had been noticed by the young female that had just traveled past the devilishly seductive male sprawled out upon moderately kept blades of grass found reason to stir from his solitary star gazing. Harboring no desire to stalk the figure that had just entered the building Leonardo found reason enough to take his time, stretching the full over six foot length of his muscular frame out across his make shift bed of leaves. Momentarily blinking both dimly glowing garnet iris's back up at the star light cascading down from above, sitting himself up before standing nonchalantly to brush off stray leaves from his casual attire.

"Suppose I should be on my way, less the owner find me out here again without greeting him."

Brandishing a faint chuckle of self amusement at how entertained he might be at the sight of Leo napping out in his front yard the timeless incarnate sought to reintroduce himself to the Black Halo. With no sense of urgency leisurely foot falls would mark his own approach towards the front entrance of the tavern, both obsidian spade tipped tails working to brush the rest of the leaves off his back almost comically before reaching the front door. Entering bereft of any measure of grand theatrics, hypnotic scarlet iris's piercing what darkness lingered before casually closing the door behind him. Wasting little measure of time the attractive albeit devilish appearing male would make his way towards the bar counter without paying much heed to his surroundings, content to keep to himself for the time being as he still felt like a stranger within his own skin.

[Lord Arrion]

Leonardo -S- Virunas

Ristar Black

A black mass started to accumulate beneath the floorboards behind and along the middle of the bar's counter top. It wouldn't be too long before the creation of a dark, shadowy figure would form and arise into a humanoid structure. Its eyes and mouth was filled with a curved, twisted form of light among the shadows that took this humanoid structure by its deepest foundations. The humanoid structure was that of a male, appearing to be over six feet in height and lean, and it would lean with both its palms onto the counter top before it.

"Greetings, Leo and Ristar."

Speaking clearly, as the shadows pulled from him, soon to reveal the devil that was Shadow behind the masquerading humanoid shadow. He looked with his misty-grey eyes from Ristar to Leo, and smirked devilishly. He was pleased to see them both within the confines of his Tavern, especially since he recently returned.

[Senquilon]

She entered the edifice, through the large, black doors left ajar, blood-soaked but sporting ordinary mortal wear. A faint auric, purple signature faded from behind her. Her eyes were blank as she strode to the main bar, gaze to the floor, burdened by death. She reached the counter, barely aware of the welcoming Shadow looming over his guests more off to the center of the bar.

She sat there, motionless, gaze cold and lost, dazed, and unassuming. Her face and hands were stained. She reeked of rust. And whether she attracted the notice of the demons in the hall, she didn't see. She couldn't. She, in fact, was only vaguely aware of why she'd come here, and who she needed to meet, and she could barely hear any of the servers at the other side of the bar, if they approached to offer her service.

[kitty wicked]

Zane Fieri

He seemed, flirtatious, maybe someone who always got what they wanted, especially when it came to women. She wasn't out often, and found herself in useless chat rooms from time to time. Maybe a stroll in town, she just wasn't interested in people and the hurt they brought along with them. She had seen what falling in love could do, it was either a blessing or a curse.

For a moment Kat didn't look up, she knew the owner was around, and he knew she had a job. The dust had latched itself to the glasses and bottles, so why not clean it up? There was pleanty of work to do around here, unlike her house that she had cleaned a million times over. Kat's ruby eyes caught Shadow for a moment, along with a red head and another man she had seen before. Certainly it was only proper to learn their names if she were to drop by again.

'Leo, Ristar, got it.' A smug grin appeared on her face.

Kat seemed taken off guard. The guy had been going at it with the brunette for some time now that she hardly felt like she was even alive around them.

"You'll be here all night, right?"

Was that directed at her?

"U-Uh?" What did she answer, what kind of time limit did she have to do so? Just like that they were gone from her vision.

[Zane Fieri]

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Zane Fieri

((BAM. Now that's a reply. Much obliged. My sister's on the thread now too, lookie that.))

It only took maybe 30 minutes before Zane came back down the steps holding the glass and the half-filled bottle of Goose. The brunette? No longer with him. He strode, casually, back to the bar, placing the bottle of Goose as well as the lipstick-stained glass on the countertop. He eyed the girl he saw before, reminded himself that her name was Kat, and addressed her so.

"So. Kat, was it?" He sat on one of the stools, leaning on his elbows onto the counter, filling up the glass again, and pinning her with an intense, burning gaze. "You said you were available if I needed anything else." He licked his bottom lip. "How about I take you up on that offer?"

kitty wicked

[Senquilon]

Zane Fieri

Her gaze lifted, as she heard something familiar; she looked around, to the opposite end of the bar past the people the owner was greeting, and she saw him.

"Zane...?" Her tone was faint and weak, though she hoped her voice would carry past the conversation at the center of the bar.

[shadow_dreamer]

Lord Arrion

There were two stops she needed to make, the Underworld, and Magnesium. Dreamer knew Kat wasn't home, after she told Dreamer about Shadow she had gone out.

'Husband, husband, husband...' The word seemed to be repeating in her head, still so foreign to her. She was lucky to have gained so many memories after the whole Abyss Lord ordeal. Everything felt like it should have to her even if she couldn't place some of the feelings. For instance she knew she had lost a different husband and a son, but they were nightmares that played in her head every now and then. This body didn't recognize that kind of agony, even if she knew it to be true. This life was a blank slate when it came to things she got to feel. A body to herself, thoughts to herself.

The forest around her was colorful, beautiful with it's various shades of change. Under her boots she could feel the leaves crunching with each step she took. Before long she was at the underworld, wandering up the stairs to her room This room was never gutted, but she took things she knew she would need. Along the side wall were weapons that hung, various sizes and shapes, and right in the middle lay the twins. For a while Chaos felt stronger then Tranquilty, its energy over shadowed it's peaceful partner. The change came with her emotions, her mind fleeing from peace at all. But when she picked them up today she felt a balance, maybe more Tranquility then Chaos. A small smile appeared on her as she looked at the hand holding Tranqulity. It was going to be hard putting a glove over that, she liked looking at it.

'I'm yours.' She felt herself saying with the purest pleasure.

Magnesium wouldn't take long either, there had been virtually nothing there since it was an escape. Maybe her and Kaji would open it properly one day, but for now she couldn't manage it.

When she finally made her way back to the Halo she could feel a few presences around. It could have made her cry with joy. More then anything she wanted to breathe life in to the Halo, hoping to gain new patrons, but secure their old habits. For now she wasn't going to wander in on them, she knew her and Ristar had alot to talk about when the time came.

Like a ghost she seemed to enter their room without noticing she was wandering through walls. He'd enjoy rest, he needed it. Dreamer smirked at him, trying to be as quiet as she could with her bag and the katanas. If she could find it in her, she'd stay in bed all day, but she was too awake. Instead she carefully wandered next to him, sitting down beside him, her left hand reached out to rest on the side of his body. Her gray eyes lingered on him for a moment but managed to reach the window outside.

[kitty wicked]

Zane Fieri

Exactly where had the girl gone? Kat saw Zane enter by himself, bottle, glass, but no girl. She seemed to look at him with complete curiosity. Maybe the woman was asleep, or maybe he had eaten her. Either way he seemed coy about his actions. Now he was interested in her? Did he just have a strong appitite? On her notion it had been years since the 90s chick had even given anyone that kind of attention. Unless of course she was out to eat them, forcing herself to play along was easy. But with this man she knew he'd see right through her.

"If you left a corpse up there Shadow isn't gonna be happy." One of her gloved hands leaned on the counter as one of her brows rose.

"And, I'm available if you want another drink, only." A smirk appeared across her red lips. She adjusted her glasses and seemed to straighten herself.

Just then another had entered, even better she seemed to know the trouble maker at the bar.

((Sorry I'm on my phone. I'll be around when I'm off work. Nice to meet you two, welcome to the Halo. ^^))

[Ristar Black]

Although she had missed him on the way in, Ristar's starry gaze didn't falter when a very attractive man entered into the Halo behind her. As always, she took in what she saw and felt and filed it away for later. She was tempted to flirt, as it came as naturally to her as breathing did for others, but she held off. She had learned the hard way not to be drawn in by a pretty face, even if it held promises of a good time. And this man's aura just screamed it. Instead, she simply followed the man until he sat down then shifted her attention elsewhere.

At the sound of her name, her focus shifted to the owner of the bar. A slow smile curled over her rosy lips as she looked him over, though not in the same way she had the stranger. This was a man she respected as a friend, although they had never been close. Granted, he was a gorgeous specimen of the male gender, but Ri had never found herself pulled to him as she had other men. Of course, she blamed that on one man in particular, though that was another story for another time. For now, she simply turned in her seat to face Shadow and grinned happily at him.

"Evening, Shadow. How have you been, handsome?" She asked, her tone easy and teasing as she watched him. In the back of her mind, she noticed the differences in him since the last time they had spoken and wondered what had caused them. Especially the lines that ran over his left arm. 'Those are definitely new...I wonder what they mean...' Her thoughts mused as she returned her sapphire hues to his own. Yup, something was definitely new with him and she had to fight the urge to just outright ask him. It was none of her business, after all.

[Leinhart Choisel]

The prideful man stepped inside, hands in the pockets of his slacks, he was well dressed in a silk black shirt that he had should have probably worn on another occasion. Yet his suave wardrobe, accentuated his gentle appearance long tendrils of black hair falling down his spine. The 6'0 slender milk white flesh Leinhart casually strolled forward. The Black Halo, the name it's reputation of dark entity that dwelled within, the darkness that he could feel drawing from the building, these taken in perspective when he arrived - they were actually as he depicted them and heard about so long, finally showing face.

[Suhajii]

~While others had left the Black Halo, the hell cat had not wondered far from the establishment she for a while was calling home. From the forest that surrounded the building she watched as people filtered back slowly. She'd not make her presence known at first, wanting to get an idea about just all whom was being called back to the place. The owner returned, his lover not too far behind, as well as a few others she had not the pleasure to meet just yet.

It would be awhile before she finally decided to venture into the Black halo.

The dark skinned, obsidian haired exotic beauty would step soundlessly over the thresh hold, bright old eyes shifting as she took a quick glance around the room, a playful smirk adorning her full lush lips. She was dressed as wild as she looked, tattered jean shorts, and a dirt dusted form fitting tank top to match.

Her two tails swayed, one of the feline nature, while the other of a more demonic origin, the pointed tip scratching against the floor with with flick. Feline like ears perked, brushing against the pair of devil like horns that curved up before them, as she listened to the conversations that became louder as she entered.

[Leinhart Choisel]

Leinhart was still at the door matter fact standing there his arm across the door way before he stepped aside and allowed the dark-skinned cat devil beauty to waltz and smiled at her kindly while she passed. A predator true indeed, his blood could not hide the demon he possessed. Yet that animal didn't resist the temptations of looking either. The blood elf whistled her way, she was hot - no way's denying it and he wanted her attention. The Prince always got what he want.

His supernatural beauty pale with azure blue eyes and long cascading mane black hair. Business type of man, maybe. He was more elegant, the way he presented himself.

"Good day, Darling."