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 Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 12:34 pm
(sory, short post...)
[The young Raiken looked rather dissapointed when the children left before he could finish. He had not given up yet, however. After getting some rest in his room that night he returned to the bar the next morning hoping he might be able to finish up his exercise with the children.]
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 6:52 pm
With no luck in wrapping up his exercise the young Raiken decided that he would depart the bar. He had kind of zoned out and felt like it had been ages since he last did anything. He was not really sure were he was going to go, but he figures something would turn up if he walked about Shimagakure. Who knows what might happen?
[exit]
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 12:18 am
Prodo wiped down the bar, rolling his shoulders and mumbling quietly to himself about the serious lack of business in the winter. No one drank!! It was completely opposite of what Prodo always thought would happen. But no, people were off on missions and the only ones really left were underage students and genins who wouldn't be able to truly appreciate a good bit of liquor even if they had the guts to try. Prodo couldn't really blame them though, at that age he'd loved cocoa more than he'd even thought about liking alcohol of any sort, so it was understandable. Still, business was so slow! The only thing he ever looked forward to was dinner with Udo, who'd serve up delicious udon and Prodo would provide the beverages. It was a win-win situation, and one Prodo never minded at all. Even so, though, it was hard to do anything at all when the bar was clean...maybe he should go out and do something constructive, like ... like ... Prodo grumbled and sat on a comfortable chair, a large one he'd pulled from his personal domain and settled behind the bar. He pulled a small novel from the folds of the chair and opened it, his eyes focusing on the pages and then his head beginning to absorb the content of the pages. 'Oh Soo-Yun, you silly rascal...'
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 9:33 am
Natamo strode into the bar, smiling at Prodo and pulling up a stool. She tapped the bar four times - she wanted straight shots of the hardest stuff he had in his bottles. She smiled as the old man rolled his eyes but complied, and when she threw back the first shot glass and felt the fire in her throat, she smiled and blew him a kiss. "It burns so very good, Prodo - keep 'em comin' til I tell you my name's Empress San." Natamo laughed at her own little joke, and threw back the second shot, almost moaning in pleasure at the sensation it caused. Whew, but that was good stuff! The only problem now was deciding if she really would have the stomach to bed Shinichi. He'd killed Dhan, which on some level, would be a betrayal to the Meho's memory. She scoffed - like Dhan would even care, he was such an animal. Her face burned slightly as she remembered the man's physical capabilities, and she groaned. Who was she kidding?
"Damn you to hell, Dhan... Why'd you go get yourself killed, huh stupid?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 9:48 am
A rather loud, obnoxious and clearly intoxicated sailor sat a little ways down the bar from Natamo boasting about his exploits on the high seas. Anything from making the fastest open seas smuggling run to bedding an Earth Country official's daughter and being forced to high tail it out of the country, with an entire detachment of armed guards on his butt. Ofcourse none of it was truth as was obvious to anyone who listened but still he was determined to spend his entire earnings on booze and make sure everyone in the bar knew his name... if only he could remember it. He'd stopped talking only to down another drink when he overhead Natamo mention Dhan being dead. " Washhhha taghhhkin 'bout giiiiirly, Dhhharn in't dead!" He slurred after tearing his mouth away from his bottle and spilling half his drink on himself. " Yehhh I saw thah ol' busshah of harhha upen runnnahs bay! Buuuuuuht 'oooh cahs bout 'im yuh needah reeeahl man yuhknowh?" The drunk's intentions couldn't be more clear he was looking to show Natamo a good time!
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 10:01 am
Natamo's head jerked up at the drunk's comment, and she regretted it. Her head swam - after a few shots without eating all day, that happens - and she narrowed her eyes. "What are you talkin' about, buddy boy? I saw his body right here in Shima! What's runnah's bay? Where's that? Tell me!" Natamo threw her shot glass at him and stalked to his side, sitting on the seat next to his and grabbing him. "Tell me!" she snarled, shaking the man - though to anyone it would look weird, since Natamo's grip on the man was shaky at best. She released him for a moment to snatch his bottle away, chug the rest of it, and chuck the empty bottle elsewhere. "I saw his body, you stinkin' liar," she growled, shaking him (more like tugging on his shirt) and wanting an answer. She turned her head towards Prodo, who had paused, and growled. "Keep pourin' Prodo. This might be a long night." Natamo's anger was mostly fueled over the fact that she hadn't been able to 'tame' Dhan and have her way with HIM...now she was stuck with Shinichi...except this guy was saying she might not have to be....hmm...
Intimidate [400-something]
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 10:16 am
The drunk almost fell off his chair when Natamo practically lept at him and took hold. " Ahhh jeeehs giiirrrrhl rehlaaaash" the fear was clear even thtough his drunken slur. Drunk but not stupid he knew she could tear him in half. " Ruhhhnahhs baysss on harhh... haaah... HAHA isshland ahhh sawh 'im thaaah noooh mishtaahk. " He took a moment to breath, to try and talk straight so she didn't end up belting him upside the head. " Ihht was 'im had a ghhraht scar on 'is chest an wahs wifh this wihld girhl an suhm kids... I sweahhr by thah seas!" He shut up after that. Infact he was going to get back on his ship first chance and never make port here again but plenty of bar patrons elsewhere would here about the demon he fought at port in shimagakure.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 10:46 am
Wild.... Tomoko! Natamo, stunned, leaned back and swallowed three shots in quick succession. Well damn...who'da thunk it? "Runnah's Bay.... Runner's Bay, on Haha Island..." Natamo chuckled, and shook her head. No way... all that time wondering, and the answer was right in her face. Tomoko had gone back to Haha Island, of course! Natamo raised her next shot to the drunken sailor and gave him a goofy grin. "To challenge'sh ahead, boat boy," she said, and without even waiting for his response, she threw back another two shots and let out a laugh. "Runner's Bay... well looksh like I'll be headin' out tonight after all!" Though she was dizzy and partially drunk, she knew very well she was going to commandeer a sheep tonight. No, ship. What the hell was she gonna do with a sheep? Well, perhaps Dhan would be hungry, a sheep would be useful, Natamo supposed...
"Hey boat boy, what'dya get hurr on?" she demanded suddenly, a gleam in her eyes telling him exactly what she was thinking. He was either going to take her to Haha, or she'd take his boat and leave him here.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 11:05 am
Just like that his chance for a quick escape sunk like more than one of the ships he'd sailed on. " Wehhl ah gohts mahselfhh ah junhhk she aihnt preehty but she's fast!" He spoke proudly of his little vessel then suddenly went white when he realized what he'd just got himself into. " No! NO! I cahn't sail ahm beeht tiphsshy... Yuh cahn't sail! Yuh pisssed!" He moaned woefully. They were both going to die tonight, out at sea there was no other possible outcome for two drunk sailors, or rather one drunk sailor and whatever the girl was.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 11:42 am
"LE'S DO IT!" Natamo hollered, yanking on the guy's arm and pulling him towards the doors. She stumbled but made her way nicely over, and gave Prodo a wave. "G'bye old man! Time fer me to find Dhan!" Natamo shoved herself out of the door and pointed towards the docks, eager to begin her adventure. They might have been piss drunk, but that was the BEST way to start on anything!
[Exit to the drunken sailor's purty lil ship...with a sheep!]
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