The Rosewood Saber Inn and Tavern(OPEN)(WE NEED NEW CLIENTS)

*honk honk* I'm a goose!

SHOOT IT! *grabs rifle*	15.9%	[ 42 ]
TAME IT! *grabs whip*	7.2%	[ 19 ]
EAT IT! *grabs silverware*	11.0%	[ 29 ]
FILM IT! *grabs camera*	5.7%	[ 15 ]
MAKE FRIENDS WITH IT! *grabs goose costume*	11.0%	[ 29 ]
TWEET IT! *grabs phone*	3.0%	[ 8 ]
MAKE A STUPID POLL ABOUT IT! *...*	12.9%	[ 34 ]
*honk honk*	33.3%	[ 88 ]
Total Votes:			[ 264 ]

[Ginn Rummy]

Micky & Gabriel

The pair were seated at a table. Gabriel was in his usual, extremely casual wear... Dark slacks, with a fitted light blue v-neck. Around his wrists, were some new pieces... woven bracelets. They actually looked rather worn down... and the man was completely fixated on them. He seemed deeply troubled by something, and lost in his own world of discontent. Every so often, he would reach up and fiddle with his eye patch.

The woman however, was as 'official' looking as ever. Leaning back in her own chair, her legs were kicked up into the seat of another. While Gabriel seemed to be having some sort of mental break down... she couldn't look more calm. Or maybe bored. Though, every time he messed with his eye patch, she would look up at him. Micky looked like she was trying to play a game on her phone. Finally, she slammed the phone down, and glared at him over her sunglasses.

"DAMN IT GABE. STOP. Why do you even WEAR that stupid thing?! There is nothing wrong with your eyes!"

Startled, the man flinches away from her. "... but... eye patches are cool?" She glares. With a sigh, he reaches up and removes the eye patch, revealing his silver eye. "Okay, okay... yeesh... But... Micky?"

"Yes?" She sounded thoroughly agitated.

"... where did you get these? I... I know them... but... how?"

"... now is not the time for that, Gabe."

[l-HolyShitTits-l]

Blaze Marie Rolland
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Sipping on her vodka, Blaze's amber colored eyes lingered upon the male that was hesitant to enter the establishment, noticing that he finally came in and ordered a drink. With an arch of her brow, she admired his muscular build to the beer he drank. 'hmmm, what kind of beer is that...' Blaze thought to herself before her attention was pulled by the two in the back arguing about an eye patch. Blaze rolled her amber hues and turned back to herself, drumming her fingers on the bar counter top, occasionally swirling her drink before a sip.
The female wondered if she could smoke in here but was afraid to ask being that she would probably look stupid. Usually when you walk into a bar, the smoke hits you but not this one, it was actually a nice establishment. Amber hues scanned the place, glancing at every detail and decoration around the place before looking back at the male. "Hey, I don't mean to bother you but do you know if you can smoke in here ?" Blaze asked kindly, with a hint of seduction in her voice. With an eyebrow arched, the female waited for an answer from the man.

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[Ginn Rummy]

Walking down the stairs that lead into the Lounge, Blodwyn turns to enter the Bar area, when she hears the woman's question. The short, busty elf continued on her path to the counter. "Sorry, this is a non-smoking establishment. We often have children in an out of here, and so the Owner's Wife has slapped down a smoking ban... unless you're outside."

Shrugging her shoulders, the elf waves to a Spindle, who gives her a nod in return. As usual, the ever obnoxious Blodwyn takes a seat on the bar counter itself, and looks over at the Spindle. "Absinthe please, Spinny." She smiles. New faces... that was uncommon. Acidic green eyes bounce around the room. Hmm... that blond woman was here often... ah well. She was only here to relax a bit before heading back to the shop. She probably had orders stacked to heaven by now.

[zombie_gorebag]

Blaine Maclomb

The bartender slid the beer down to Blaine who knodded "Thank you sir!" He said with a hug smile. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed the woman at him. He smiled and took a sip from the beer. "Ah just like they had back in Germany. " He put down the glass just before he heard the woman ask her question. "Well ma'am this is a very strong German beer. It's about 18% alcohol. I used to drink them all the time when I served in the military." Blaine took another sip from the beer and let out a sigh of relief.

He leaned back and stretched out. Blaine reached into his pocket and grabbed his cigarettes right after she asked if they could smoke here and heard the other womans answer of no. "Well that answers that, Well I am going to step outside if you would care to join me" Blaine said as he stood up and motioned towards the door.

[zombie_gorebag]

[[OCC just throwing this out there I am actually stationed in German so I am at least 6 hours ahead of people back in the states]]

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Blaze Marie Rolland
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Watching the man take a long needed chug of the beer, a smile curled upon the females features. Then a woman caught her attention, telling them both that they could not smoke in the establishment. With a small shrug, she pulled out her carton as the man spoke about the beer. "Oh, seems like my type of beer." Blaze told the man, amber colored eyes scanning him up and down, admiring his muscular build as he continued to talk, telling her he was in the military.

Once the answer was given, just as she was about to go outside, the male asked her if she would like to join him. Finishing her glass of vodka, she ordered another so when she returned she would have a fresh drink. "Yeah, sure." Blaze told the man while sliding off the bar stool and walking to the door, waiting for the male.

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[Saizu the Blue]

[¤• Łet gσ αηd ruη free...

((Not sure if anyone rps here anymore... but eh, I'll give it a shot.))

The days were getting longer, and unfortunately for the the black-furred satyr, hotter. The summer heat made traveling by hoof difficult, not that she would complain. Things could have been worse.

When the Rosewood Saber came into view, she let out a relieved sigh. The place was still standing, but were the other residents still around? Brushing off her black and blue outfit, the satyr made sure she looked clean before gingerly opening the door. Silently she listened for voices or the familiar robotic noises of the spindles but she heard nothing. Even if no one was around, time could be wasted on a meal and a nap afterward.

"One glass of ice water and a steak, please. Rare and bloody, if possible. Thank you." The satyr politely ordered as she took a seat in the bar. As the spindle left, she fished out some money from a small, green satchel on her belt and laid it on the counter. A strange, almost random tune was hummed out while she waited on her meal, chin in hand as she relaxed against the counter.

Mαybe theη yσu'll fiηαlly see...•¤]