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 Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 9:05 pm
He stared at her blankly as she sat the rest of the bottle of sake, and a small cup on his table, "Thank you,"He replied to her as she had turned and left. He sighed as she had left, which meant the bar was empty once more. He sighed as she left, he was thinking of inviting her to his table. However, she was gone now. He couldn't help but shake his head.. This was reminding him of his past again, and again. He closed his right hand as the flame faded away. He reached out and grabbed the warm bottle of sake, as he poured it into the small cup. When he was done he placed the bottle back on the table. He brought the cup to his lips as he sipped the warm sake. He sighed as he placed the cup on the table. It had been quite a while since he had sake.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 7:25 am
Clad in his usual studded black leather, Guardian wandered into the bar, looking around and only spotting one person. Sniffing the air slightly he took in the familiar scents of wood, lacquer and alchohol in its many forms, then stretched and walked towards the counter. Memories... of his own bar, and the long nights with brawls and laughing and comraderie, but that was all over now. The world had changed, become something less friendly, but that didnt bug him much, It was a hunters paradise. Nodding as he went past the sake drinking man he vaulted over the counter and started rummaging around in the fridge looking for a good cold bottle of vodka, and some lemon juice.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 8:00 pm
He enjoyed the warm sake, as he felt a bit more human because of it. He briefly thought about recent events, as he sat there. However as he thought more about the past it reminded him of his red earring, in which he wore in comemoration of his love..
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 8:04 pm
Finding what he sought, Guardian set the two bottles on the counter and started looking for a suitably tall shot glass, a paper towel and some crystal-sugar. Time to make his favorite... Vodka-lemon. Extra bitter.
Smiling and whistling quietly to himself he stood back up, the last of the needed ingredients set on the counter, and started mixing the vodka and lemon juice in the shotglass after licking the rim of said shotglass and setting it in a pile of sugar on the paper towel... frosting it with small clusters of sweetness.
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2005 11:54 am
Atlas was in his normal spot, on the couch watching a replay of a fight. Only because he really never got to leave and go out and watch one for himself because he really rather prefered the bar, it was usually much quieter. That and, in the bar, he wasn't expected to jump into the arena, well, unless someone got rowdy. As always, he was yelling back at the TV, "Stab you idiot! STAB! NO! What are you doing! Don't stop! Let them be and finish fighting!" Because the creative forces of this universe were demented, Atlas was watching the fight between Lightning Law and The Forbidden_One, until, that is, it sems to have just paused and shifted to a new end.
(( xd ))
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 7:00 pm
Misty walked into the bar bar. She didn't exactly fit in with this crowd of people. She had short blonde hair that ended at her chin which complimented her emerald green eyes. Her eyes betrayed nervousness as she knew no one. She wasn't all that good of a fighter either so she thought maybe she'd seek someone who would help her improve. She sat down at the end barstool smoothing her short leather skirt and just sat there. She wasn't in the mood for a drink tonight, so she ordered water and contented herself in taking small sips. Every once in awhile you'd catch her glance around with a combination of nervousness and curiousity flickering in her eyes.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 9:37 pm
....Well, it has...been awhile.
*opens the door and walks inside, gliding across the floor with gentle swiftness.*
.....*looks around*
....hello...?
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 9:45 pm
Hmmm...perhaps I have not visited often enough, and they have forgoten me? Oh, nell....*uses Shin no Tai and appears before the bar*
....guess I should just...bum out.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 9:52 pm
*takes a seat at the bar*
..........."sigh"........
.....*grabs a drink from his side and takes a swig*.......
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 9:53 pm
((>.< I appologize to my lack of attentiveness to Los^T, the both of you.))
Atlas was sitting on the couch still, yelling at the TV just the same.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 9:57 pm
....*looks up and notices Atlas*
....Oh! I'm sorry, I failed to see you.
.....*notices tv*.....
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......................*is already zoned out and on the couch*.........
.........so........um......hi.
((Yeah, I've been gone for a while...nice to finally be back in the states. England bit hard.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2005 10:22 pm
Atlas waves his hand at him rather dismissively, "Shh, fight." A group of twelve men had just been sliced through by a giant blade about 4 stories tall leaving a wake of destruction, but a glowing white man in the center of it seemed unharmed.
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