Broken Hearts & Lost Souls Tavern [The Return]

Can we bring this place back from the grave?

Lets do it!!	83.6%	[ 102 ]
Nah, count me out.	16.4%	[ 20 ]
Total Votes:			[ 122 ]

[Creesha]

*Cree woke up in her room, she walked out to the bar grabbing packets of blood. She mixed them into vodka and sipped it. The tavern was quiet and empty. She made herself some pizza then sat in her old corner to eat it.*

[Demona Of The Black Tears]

Absolon came out of his room, thinking about things. He closed and locked the door behind him, not wanting anyone in his room. Then he made a barrier on the door, keeping others from entering. His eyes scanned the place, he felt hungry so he slithered down the flight of stairs and then then the next flight as he had an employee room. He stopped at the bar and made himself a Roy Rodgers. Setting it on the bar, he then proceeded into the kitchen and cooked himself escargot with garlic butter and herb sauce. He got out the the escargot tongs and fork and brought it to the bar, eating it. He was saving his drink for once he had finished and his pallet was cleansed. He waited for customers.

[XxKelevraxX]

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Kel had fallen asleep on the couch the night prior. He woke up to the smell of food. He sat up and yawned just in time to see Cree walk out and head to the corner. Shaking his head and looked at her, giving her a warm smile. He was happy that she was feeling and looking better then she was the night before. He stood up and walked over to the bar, making a pot of coffee, yawning once again.
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[Creesha]

*She looked at the two who'd just woken* "hey guys." *She had a big smile. Her body had become lean and fit looking again her stomach showed a little. Even though it was winter she still wore shorts.* "How are ya?"

[Creesha]

*Not getting an answer she finished her pizza and blood-vodka. She then headed outside for a walk in the woods. Cree touched each tree she past, many of them had memories. When she came to the largest tree she started to climb it sitting on one of the old branches, her view had changed because the tree had grown in the years sense she had left this area. She let out a sigh as she looked around to see the world had been destroyed as the years had gone by.*

[Demona Of The Black Tears]

Absolon had been lost in a dream, his head upon the bar counter. He woke up suddenly, his ocean blue eyes looking around. He ran his hand above his brow and sat up. He started drinking his Roy Rodgers, it was room temperature but he didn't seem to care. Once finished with his drink he took his plate and drink glass and began to hand wash them.

[Creesha]

*Cree stretched her wings then flew back to the tavern. She flew through the doors, walking around with her wings still out she made her way to the bar fixing a drink*

[Demona Of The Black Tears]

Absolon exited the kitchen, after having put the dishes away. "Hello." He said to cree, looking around.

[Creesha]

*It had been so quiet he scared her* "Oh, hello.."

[Creesha]

*Cree walked in silently her eyes completely grey. she has lost athe ability to feel anything for anyone. she took her place at the bar hoping to see a familiar face.*

[Creesha]

*Cree woke up at the bar an empty bottle of vodka in front of her. She slowly got up, grabbed the empty bottle and stumbled to get another. She looked sickly, her skin and eyes a pale grey color and her hair completely white.*

[Creesha]

*A broken timeless place the tavern had become for her, Cree pushed the back door open once again. The interior of the place was filled with dust and a musty old wood smell, the type of smell that reminded her of an old library. She looked back at the pool behind her in which the water had long turned green. Not one person had stepped through here since her last visit. She didn't bother to say hello she knew it was empty.* "What a mess.. time to clean." *She sighed then got to work on cleaning every inch of the place, she even did the laundry so that every bed was neat and clean. The fridge and freezers were restocked and pool cleaned. The liquor organized and inventoried she even had taken the time to alphabetize them.* "Now to keep everything as it should be, I'll cast a spell." *Cree cast her spell to make sure everything stayed clean, the food and liquor wouldn't spoil or turn and the pool water wouldn't turn that awful green color again.* "There that's better, now time to rest." *She made her way to a corner curled up and went to sleep, perhaps she was waiting for an old friend to show.*

[XxKelevraxX]

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Kel returned to the forlorn tavern for the first time in months. Perhaps it had even been over a year since he had last set foot in the tavern, time had passed so quickly. He looked around seeing the tavern was in slight disrepair, yet, not as bad as it should have been. Someone had been keeping up with the place even if it was occasionally. He let out a soft sigh before walking over to the bar, vaulting over it, and grabbing a bottle of scotch and drinking right from the bottle. The alcohol burned his throat as it was his first drink in a long while. He shook off the feeling and set the bottle down before looking out around the tavern. "Well.. I guess I can stay a while.."
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[Creesha]

*As Cree flew over she felt the need too look down like something was calling to her. As she gazed over the beautiful scenery she saw it, a tall building with a dirty pool and the roof had some damage.* "Of course you'd call to me... Alright here we go." *Cree landed on the roof first automatically getting to work making sure everything was fixed.* "Ah now that's better." *Even though she no longer worked in the tavern she flew down to the pool to start cleaning. It was a dark slickly green color instead of its beautiful ocean blue, like the kind of water from a tropical ocean.* "There, all clean again." *Next Cree made her way into the tavern.* "Ah man! Why hasn't anyone cleaned or been in here? This place still has so much potential." *So again she set off to cleaning the whole tavern. The leaks were fixed, rooms dusted, vacuumed, mopped, the wood was oiled, bathrooms cleaned, kitchen cleaned and the bar restocked along with the food and the fridge and freezer.* "Phew finally.. Everything is perfect now." *Tired, hungry and thirsty Cree sat at the bar. She was served a bowl of fruit with yogurt and some Gatorade to help her recharge. Everything was enchanted now so the place would literally take care of itself for the time being.* "Welcome to Hogwarts." *Cree smiled to herself, she thought of all the memories she had here, all the friends she had made at some point who she missed. Her hair was long curly and red now her eyes matched. She wore a long sleeve black shirt that was slightly baggy and some black skinny jeans with some black knee-high boots.* "Well, I'm beat and there's no one to talk to so might as well go to bed." *Making her way over to the room keys she selected the only one she had ever used hope he doesn't mind... I did clean the place She made her way to the room flopping on the bed looking up at the ceiling until she fell asleep.*

[firebrand the demonic]

ℭąs† ɪη †ɧε ηąɱε øƒ Gø∂...

The sounds of heavy boots clomp across the ground, growing closer and closer to the bar. Through the shadows walks a man, carrying a dim lantern over his shoulder, balancing on the end of a sheathed sword. The man is dressed in all black clothing that hangs loosely on him, as if they were one size to big for him. His black button down shirt jingles slightly from the 2 pendents hangs from his neck, open loosely at the top revealing some of his pasty white skin. A black trench coat clings around him, as if it was apart of his own skin, but the ends closest to the ground flair out, gently caught in the wind his body makes. His face though, is concealed buy a set of black sunglasses, and a black scarf that shrouds the rest of his face from sight. His really long silver hair dances in the wind from the evening sky, and from the wind his body makes as it moves. His hand grasps the handle of the door, opening it slowly, letting the cold wind into the warm building, before he emerges from the darkness that clings to the outside, promptly closing the door behind him before glancing around, allowing his eyes to adjust to the inside lighting.

...Уε ηø† ɢʊɪℓ†ʏ.