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 Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 4:52 pm
Bobby shook her head and did another spin on the stool. "I like these stools... I should get Icarus to install one next to my cannon!" Wide eyes and gleeful, she slapped her hands loudly on the counter top and grinned from ear to ear. "That would be EPIC!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 6:10 pm
The excitement over the idea was highly amusing, but he wondered if it was really a good idea. Raising an eyebrow he inquired about it. "If you sat around spinning wouldn't you be too dizzy to aim?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 6:44 pm
A chuckled snort slid from Bobby's lips as she shook her head and spun around one more time before she pulled the gun on her hip out and aimed straight. "I never miss! All you have to do is learn how to spot!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 10:49 pm
When Aeron saw Mr. Snuggles run through the doors of a seemingly suspicious tavern, he didn't even take the time to think before he followed him in. Looking around when the room started to get dark, Aeron only took the time to blink before the sight of a fairly well-kept tavern surrounded him. Mr. Snuggles, who didn't seem a bit confused by the sudden change of scenery, only meowed when Aeron picked him up in his arms, sharp green eyes glaring at the cat for his foolish actions before they softened with a small sigh.
Mr. Snuggles gave him a lick on his chin but Aeron didn't look down, letting his eyes scan the inside of the place instead. Curiosity filled him– What is this place? He thought to himself. He had never seen a place as old fashioned as this before, especially in the Moon colony he lived in. When his eyes landed on two people in front of him, Aeron held Mr. Snuggles closer to him before walking toward them. Nodding at the man in the bartender suit, he glanced at the girl before turning back to the man, "Hello," he said, voice rough and quiet. Raising an eyebrow, "What..." he paused, "what exactly is this place...?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 11:50 pm
Just as he was about to ask Bobby what it was he needed to spot, his attention was diverted by the newcomers. Watching them carefully as they made their way over his eyes fixed on the man's cat. His implanted memories told him what the animal was, but he'd never actually seen one in person before. The sudden question pulled Bob from his thoughts. "We're just a place for weary travelers like yourself to stop in and hang their hats for awhile. Can I get you anything to drink?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 12:21 am
Weary travelers? Aeron thought to himself as he gingerly sat down on the stood next to the girl. Was he a weary traveler? He frowned at the thought, but with a single mew, Aeron was brought back down to reality. Looking down with a small smile at Mr. Snuggles, Aeron looked back up at the bartender, face draining of all softened emotions. "Do you have any cream or milk?" He asked, petting Mr. Snuggles on the head as he spoke.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 11:57 am
"Hiya!" Bobby grinned at the two and wiggled her fingers in a wave. "Cute cat, What's his name?" The chair she sat in squeaked as she turned toward the two and eyed the cat. It had been a while since she'd seen one, almost years really. "I'm Bobby, and this here-" She jerked a thumb in the bartender direction. "- is Bob."
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 4:44 pm
Aeron stared at the girl next to him before cradling Mr. Snuggles closer to him. She seemed too happy and peppy for her own good, and Aeron never did trust happy people. She did, however, ask about Mr. Snuggles, and that, along with the fact that she called him cute had him detract the normal dismissive answer that he would usually give everybody. "His name is Mr. Snuggles," Aeron said, voice quiet, but not soft. He suddenly had the urge to ask this girl why her name was 'Bobby', but he refrained with a small nod instead, "I am Aeron," he said. It was only polite to introduce yourself, Aeron thought to himself.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 5:02 pm
Taking a moment to think the request over, he listened to bobby introduce him, and gave a nod as she did. Finally deciding the cream was for Mr. Snuggles, he reached under the counter for a small ceramic cream pitcher he usually served along with people's coffee, and a shallow bowl. Placing both on the counter in front of Aeron he smiled. "Here you go, I hope I was right in assuming this is for Mr. Snuggles."
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 6:53 pm
Raising an eyebrow and slightly less than polite introduction, Bobby shrugged her shoulder and turned back to swiveling in her chair. Noticing her gun still sitting on the counter, she quickly snatching it up and made it disappear. "Ooops...." She smiled sheepishly and spun once more on the chair.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 11:23 pm
Turning to the bartender that was now dubbed 'Bob', Aeron nodded his head gratefully before placing Mr. Snuggles down on the counter. The black tabby headed straight for the bowl, mewing happily as he lapped at the creamy substance.
The girl who was sitting next to him seemed about ready to just go on with her life ignoring him– and Aeron would've been fine with that before his eye caught the gun that she made disappear into thin air. He turned to her, surprise in his eyes, before finally taking a good look at the who girl dressed in odd clothing that didn't seem like it belonged to his time...
Biting down on his lip to stifle his barrage of curious questions, Aeron turned back to Bob. "How much do I owe you for the bowl of cream?" He asked, hands reaching into his pockets to take out his wallet.
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2012 8:50 am
"No charge." After a quick head shake to refuse Aeron's money, he put a hand to his chin in thought. "I just explained the same thing to Bobby. Maybe I should put up a sign..." The mew of the small animal distracted from his train of thought, and his words drifted off. Watching the adorable creature consume the cream a sudden urge to pet the animal overcame him. Raising his hand he quickly stopped himself to obtain permission. "May I pet him?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 6:57 pm
Aeron stared at Bob long and hard. No one, in his whole entire lifetime, ever offered him something free without a price. His suspicions of the place grew, but he didn't make a move to leave. When Bob had asked to pet Mr. Snuggles however, Aeron tensed and looked down at his cat who had chosen that moment to turn to him and mew. "I do not mind," he told Bob with a small nod that somehow morphed into an awkward jerk of his head.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 8:08 pm
Bobby watched the exchange of bartender and cat for a while finding it very amusing before she did one last turn in the stool. "So Bob, is this all you do? Just serve drinks to those who happen to wonder in? What happens when the place is empty? Do you clock out? Have a home to go to?"
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