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Isabel sighed. It seemed that the customers weren't interacting. Just glancing at each other and looking at the clock.

"Don't give up yet, I know you can do it love. Can I help?" Abraham asked, even with the knowledge that the things he could help with were very trivial.

"No, it's all right Abraham." Isabel sighed again and pinched the bridges of her nose. "Maybe we'll have more customers soon."
 
 
 
 
     
 
 
     
 
 
 
 
Isabel waited tapping her fingers on the desk. Maybe since it was early in the morning people weren't out and about yet. She decided to take out her Shaman Training Book and practice. After all no one else would mind if things were a little chilly, right?

"Yes they would." Abraham warned.

"I'll only read new spells then." Isabel promised, and with that, she began to study.
 
 
 
 
     
 

Name: Justine "Tin Tin" Fallonian
Age: 20, believe it or not!
Race: Human.
Abilities: She has no abilities that she knows of, but she's a very sarcastic person and makes the most rude comments. Rude count?
Story: Justine was raised in an orphanage in Canada. Her mother was Emilia Porter, a rich, high class woman. So yes, Justine was a "not supposed to be born" child. She got adopted when she was 12, and raised in a nice house with nice parents. Then, her adoptive parents died in a plane crash. Justine dropped out of school and began living in motels, hotels, earning money by working small jobs.

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Isabel sees the new customer and waves, relieved that they finally got some business!

"Can I get you anything?"
 
 
 
 
     
 
" So miss barkeep......you got something strong.....like whiskey or perhaps a nice rum?" Mykail asks her through thought speak. He turns to look at her his wings tightly folded to his body to avoid knocking things over.

Equitis sighs and seats himself next to his brother and looks at the barkeep. "I apologize ahead of time for my brothers rambunciousness...(sp?)" he says quietly gazing around. "May I have a glass of that lemonade you are making?" he asks softly looking at her aura and memorizing it.
 
     

Hufflepuff-Hero
 
Justine stepped into the Inn, her dyed hair covering her face. She had finally got fired at her longest lasting job. She didn't like babysitting anyways. The girl looked around, hugging herself. She liked being alone. It wasn't very pleasurable for her to talk anyways.
     
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Prynce-Charmyng
" So miss barkeep......you got something strong.....like whiskey or perhaps a nice rum?" Mykail asks her through thought speak. He turns to look at her his wings tightly folded to his body to avoid knocking things over.

Equitis sighs and seats himself next to his brother and looks at the barkeep. "I apologize ahead of time for my brothers rambunciousness...(sp?)" he says quietly gazing around. "May I have a glass of that lemonade you are making?" he asks softly looking at her aura and memorizing it.


Isabel smiled. She handed him a glass of lemonade and turned around. Humming to herself, she knelt below the bar and pulled out a large bottle of what appeared to be a dark colored vodka.

"This is the strongest drink I have."

Then she noticed the girl cowering in the corner. "Are you okay hun?"
 
 
 
 
     
 
 
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Wolf
Name: Phiri
Age: 200
Race: Celestial Wolf
Abilities: Transformation. Water Manipulation. Light Jumping. Shadow Walking.
Story: Phiri was born with fur as white as the moon itself; from that skin, he was taught to shift himself into a two-legged human with wolf ears and a wagging tail. When he was about twenty he left the pack to be a Lera(a lone-walker). He was a large wolf, he could have been a strong Dragga(alpha), and led a strong pack, but he would rather be somewhat on his own. He, like his brothers and sisters, learned to manipulate water from the Moon. But only he out of his siblings was taught how to walk with the shadows and disappear from one light source and reappear from another. It was said in a legend that the whitest wolf with the light and dark powers was chosen by the moon. For what, not even he knows.


((I hope that's good!))
     
 
     
 
 
 
 
Isabel waved. "Hi there! And welcome!" She added as an afterthought. "Do you need anything?"
 
 
 
 
     
 
 
Keiko searched behind the counters for the last bottle of lemonade. She put it on the counter hoping to draw him to it.

"Lucky you, you get the last glass." She winked.
     
Koko Dreaming
Isabel waved. "Hi there! And welcome!" She added as an afterthought. "Do you need anything?"
((eep, to me o.o? ))
 
     
 
     
 
 
 
 
Phiri
Koko Dreaming
Isabel waved. "Hi there! And welcome!" She added as an afterthought. "Do you need anything?"
((eep, to me o.o? ))

Yes, LOL!

 
 
 
 
     
 


The Beatles are win, and Twilight is not.

Phiri looked to the woman addressing him. By her scent he could tell she was the drappa, and her dragga was no where to be found. At least not that he could scent. After a moment he blinked and shook his head.

"Uhh.. water?"

He realized that it made no sense to shake his head then ask for water, this made him look down slightly at the floor, as if asking for her blessing to hunt in her territory. This is what Lera would usually do, but since he was in his human form he knew there were other ways.


((sorry, it's been forever and a day since the last time I was on Gaia ^^;; ))
 
     
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