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 Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 4:39 pm
((Sorry! Had a massive week at uni!))
Ruth ran, trying to work out how best to disable the psychotic barman. Making a decision, she sprinted out into the bar area and hid behind the counter with a broken drumstick in hand, waiting for him to come running out. She glanced around briefly to see if there was anything heavier, and spotting a broken bottle grabbed the neck portion in her spare hand.
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2008 5:19 am
((Just to finish this arc off, since r_s_boston is no longer around....we'll miss her! But I hope to keep the cafe alive!))
Ruth waited in silence until she heard the barman running full tilt toward her. As he drew level with the bar she swung her leg out and brought the broken bottle up. The barman tripped and fell, slashing his face on the glass and landing with a heavy thud. Ruth swung out again and hit the barman hard on the temple with the unbroken edge of the bottle.
Backing away quickly, Ruth surveyed the barman. He didn't move.
Tentatively, she reached out and prodded him with the drumstick, first in the shoulder and then in the cheek.
He didn't move.
Ruth stood up, kicking the barman's legs for good measure. Still there was no movement. Satisfied, she took a hold of the barman's shoulders and shoved him down toward the basement. Turning quickly, Ruth dove behind the bar as the music in the basement finished.
A split second later, an explosion rocked the building...
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 6:16 pm
((Ack!! Harrywh managed to track me down at deviantART, and I couldn't resist coming back to Gaia just one more time. crying
And nice ending to the whole thing. Serves the evil barman right. wink
And I hope we get more people posting in the cafe soon. Cheers! As I vanish once more into the ether! biggrin ))
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 12:58 am
*strolls in and sits down at the bar* *starts spinning around on the bar stool* . . . . . . . . surprised
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 5:51 am
Ruth, with her arm still bandaged and sporting a heavy limp, watched the spinning patron from the shadows. She grinned - she had repaired the bar, and made it her own. It seemed she was lanlocked for some time more.
She left the shadows and stepped behind the bar. "Can I ge' summa' for yer?"
((Thanks r_s_boston! And goodbye again!))
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2008 5:23 am
*stops spinning and looks at the pretty pirate lady* I like lemonade. whee *continues spinning*
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 1:05 am
Ruth smiled. "One lemonade it is then!" She said jovially as she plonked a tall glass down on the bartop and filled it
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 5:27 am
*stops pinning* *tilts my head and pears very closely at the lemonade being poured into the glass* . . . surprised surprised surprised heart heart heart
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 4:28 pm
Ruth smiled. "I swear I ain't poisoned it if tha' wha' yer be thinkin'"
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 10:00 am
*grins and throws my hands in the air* I LIKE LEMONADE! heart heart heart *falls backwards off the bar stool*
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 5:49 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 3:47 pm
*climbs back onto the bar stool* *sticks a straw in my glass and sucks in lemonade until I run out of air* *takes a deep breath* . . . . . . . Alice Elizabeth Charlene Abbagail Anne McCallister. Pleased to make your acquaintance. *holds out my hand*
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 10:34 pm
Jack wandered into the small tavern, looked around and took a seat next to the cute pirate at the bar.
"Some rum for the lass. On me."
Jack smiled devilishly at the girl next to him.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 10:58 pm
Ignore the womanizer. stare I don't drink. talk2hand *zeroes in on my lemonade again*
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:52 pm
Jacks laughs a little.
"The names Jack."
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