The Fallen Angel Inn/Bar

Will You Think About Joining The Inn/ Bar?

yes	27.8%	[ 32 ]
no	9.6%	[ 11 ]
Maybe	33.9%	[ 39 ]
...	8.7%	[ 10 ]
I is poll whore :D	20.0%	[ 23 ]
Total Votes:			[ 115 ]

[Satskie-chan009]

"Heh heh, I tried to Poison God. It was hilarious." Satsuki said grinning.

[asdcfasdf32]

" killed five hundred angels now that was fun"

[Satskie-chan009]

"Wow. I never thought of that..Hmmmmm. Opp lost my train of thought."

[Frosted Baker]

A young male slowly walks in and looks around. He is wearing a full black cloak, that is hiding his face and everything.

[asdcfasdf32]

" how old are you"

[Satskie-chan009]

"23. You?" Satsuki asked.

[asdcfasdf32]

"999999 damm im old"

[Satskie-chan009]

"Damn. you don't look that old." She said. She noticed a young boy walk in. She strolled over to him. "Hello young man. What brings you to my Inn?" she asked.

[Frosted Baker]

He looks around slowly and then lowers his hood, letting his hair fall into his face, hiding his green eyes. He looks at the woman who approached him and lightly smiles. "I came here because I heard that fallen angels can come here. I personally am not one, but I am a descendant of one."

[asdcfasdf32]

walks over to the boy " what your name and who are you descedant from"

[Satskie-chan009]

"That works for me. Welcome. Make yourself at home. Do you need anything?" she asked bending down to his level.

[Frosted Baker]

The boy looks at the male. "Well, I don't know the name of the fallen angel, I know that his son that he had after being thrown out of heaven was named Ace Shadow. And now its down to me, Riku...But I have been adopted out of the Shadow family, cause my mom was too young to try to raise me....Plus I got older quicker..." He then looks back to the woman and smiles. "Well, do you think I could have a glass of....Well, I'm not sure if you have any....but I prefer fresh anyways...." He looks down. "Never mind."

[asdcfasdf32]

" ok " walks over to a booth and sits down

[Satskie-chan009]

"You mean blood? I can get that." And with that, she took a knife, cut her shoulder, and let it drain into a cup. She bandaged up her arm and gave the glass To the boy.

[Frosted Baker]

He winces a little watching you. "You...Didn't have to do that, for me." He takes the glass and downs it. "But thank you." He holds the glass back to her.