The Skylit Canvas [Fightclub; OPEN AND HIRING!]

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[Fated Wings]

Fate sent a wave to the new customer when seeing him enter. Two whole customers. Seems it was picking up, at least a little bit. And since Choco already had the bar under control, she returned her attention to her boss.

"Yes, I would, but I'm also fine serving up some drinks and keeping you from hurting yourself." The last bit was added with a grin. "And don't worry about it. It's the first night. I'm sure it'll pick up with a bit of time. Course, if I get really bored, I could always pretend there's a fight going on and practice my position."

[GrEeNgOoDnEsS]

The young man looked over at the lady whom had directed speech towards him. A slight pause in his mind as if lost or confused, when finally words escaped. "Well umm.." A little unsure of himself he finally make a decision. "I wouldn't mind some coffee." A small smile encroached on his face that didn't match his voice, which was rather stoic. He finally sat himself the nearest bar stool. With this he lightly waved back to the other.

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[Zukarin Oleander]

GrEeNgOoDnEsS

The young man looked over at the lady whom had directed speech towards him. A slight pause in his mind as if lost or confused, when finally words escaped. "Well umm.." A little unsure of himself he finally make a decision. "I wouldn't mind some coffee." A small smile encroached on his face that didn't match his voice, which was rather stoic. He finally sat himself the nearest bar stool.

((AH! My eyes! eek ))

[GrEeNgOoDnEsS]

Zukarin Oleander

((AH! My eyes! eek ))

(Lime green is a good color. biggrin )

[Zukarin Oleander]

Zukarin shrugged, looking over to Choco who was tending to the new customer. Seemed as though she had it under control and so he returned his gaze to fate. He couldn't help but smirk a bit as his spirits were elevated, even if only an inch. "I suppose you're right, Fate. I guess 'I just need a little patience.'" Sipping his water once more before laying his head upon the counter, still facing the ring gal.

[Zukarin Oleander]

GrEeNgOoDnEsS

Zukarin Oleander

((AH! My eyes! eek ))

(Lime green is a good color. biggrin )

[[
I meant the size. xDD]]

[Zukarin Oleander]

GrEeNgOoDnEsS

Zukarin Oleander

((AH! My eyes! eek ))

(Lime green is a good color. biggrin )

[[I meant the size. xDD]]

[GrEeNgOoDnEsS]

Zukarin Oleander

GrEeNgOoDnEsS

Zukarin Oleander

((AH! My eyes! eek ))

(Lime green is a good color. biggrin )

[[I meant the size. xDD]]

(Lol, its only a Wittle litte. xD)

[Fated Wings]

Upon hearing his words, Fate patted his shoulder and gave him another smile. "Now you're learning." She than grabbed her slice of pizza and bit off the tip, savoring the delicious combination. "So how about you show me around the arena," she added, glancing towards the fighting area. Being a ring girl was a totally new experience for her and she'd like to get it right. Making a fool of herself in front of a bunch of people was not her idea of fun.

[Zukarin Oleander]

[size it up a notch and you're fine. o.o]

[Xhex Hess]

Within the grounds, a Shadow Door appeared. Slipping from within the darkness, a lithe frame crossed the grounds, choosing to appear on site, and then walk in, rather than drop into the middle of a crowd, and scare the bejeebies out of someone. As the shadow moved within the ones around it, slipping quickly through the light and back into the darkness, affording only a momentary glimpse of crimson and blue, with a flicker of emerald, before the shadows swallowed it up again, it soon reached the door, and with a soft click, twisted the knob, so the door parted from the frame, silently.

Slipping across the floor, on soft soled boots, of black leather, pants baggy from the waist down, to cover said boots, black with embroidery on the legs, were softly swishing against one leg and the other, and belted at the waist, by a low-slung black belt, holding a hilt attached to the right side, hanging lower than the left, Mid-riff showing, and then a shirt that was half buttoned, to cover a red strip at the bottom of her buttons, and a red strip at her bosom level. With her black choker carrying a black heart, instead of her normal rose Charm, and her crimson waves pulled into a high ponytail, but still falling down her backside, and brushing the bottoms of her boots.

The outfit was almost unlike anything she would ever wear, to those that knew her. A black rose floated at her side, crimson spilling from it as if by an illusion, for it faded before ever hitting the ground. As the silent female glided gracefully across the floor, to the bar, her emerald orbs peering curiously at the others, the crimson mote in her right eye shining like a bloodspot among grass as she asked on a honey sweet voice, sounding of a choir of wind chimes,

"Hello? Is anyone here?"

[Chocolate_Daddy]

She was a tad surprised when he ordered coffee instead of something 'stronger' so to speak. "Alright coffee it is. I'll have your coffee out in a jiffy." She turned on her heel and scooted down to the coffee maker. She checked and luckily a liner, water, and the coffee itself was already in place.

She reached down and got a mug from under the bar and placed it under the dispenser and let the coffee maker do it's magic. She turned back to the customer and smiled. "I hope you enjoy it here!" She grinned before going on and pulling the now full mug of coffee. After turning the maker off she placed the steaming mug in front of him as well as a few packets of sugar and creamer. "Be careful now it's pretty hot."

[Zukarin Oleander]

Zukarin nodded, "Very well! Come." He motioned her his way as he hopped over the counter and walked to the east. Next to his monstrous piano was a narrow entrance, covered by an off-white cloth. The fabric held visible blood stains, a few Zukarin remembered setting himself after long days sparring in the arena. He hadn't fought in what seemed like forever in his world, but quaint scars covered his arms and hands as if he were some sort of railroad worker.. Covering that was his pinstriped, candy apple sleeves and so these scars were hardly ever visible.

Pushing the cloth aside, he entered the deserted room. To the left and right were large sets of bleachers that pushed from each of the walls, down forty feet, just before the arena. Guests in the front row seats could place a hand on the battleground. The stadium's highest seats were only a meter from the first set of boards that signified the rafters. Even they couldn't decipher what was beyond the shadows above..

Eyes forward would be set upon a large chain-linked fence and inside this fence was the arena. The holy grounds for combat.. This arena without war seemed to be just another meadow at first but, looking closer.. Zukarin could point out locations of the deceased. There were body-sized patches of dead grass all throughout the meadow and from these patch rose flowers. These flowers were significations of death and hardship as they only sprouted due to the saturation of blood that fell upon the ground. It was obvious that this was were they obtained their nutrients by the crimson petals that would wind down the entire stem of the plant..

"This, Fate.. is the arena." Zukarin spoke, sighing as he looked the other way.

[Chocolate_Daddy]

Choco jumped when she heard a woman's voice. She didn't see anyone come through the door but she simply shrugged and looked at her with a smile. 'Welcome to The Skylit Canvas! If there is anything you need please feel free to ask me." She moved down to the young man with coffee. "Is everything the way you like it? Anything else you need me to get?"

[GrEeNgOoDnEsS]

When he ordered the coffee he noticed her face, a bit of a shocked look. This caused a slight laugh. "Tis a little to early for Kahlua or rum.." He said twiddling his thumbs as he so loved Kahlua and rum. As he waited for his coffee he slowly looked around. Examining more of the rooms demeanor. The sound of the mug in front of him directed his attention towards the pretty lady. "Thank you 'very' much." He said bowing his head lightly. As he gazed at the sugar and creamer he was confused, what were these for. Shrugging it off, he drinks a large gulp from the mug, the earthy flavor of the coffee reminded him of starbucks. He then drinks the rest of the mug."Sooo what is your name." The coffee starting to kick in has caused widened eyes and personality to his voice. With her question about the service he nodded."Everything is presidential and I can't think of anything else right now."