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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 4:12 pm
Feeling slightly uncomfortable, Daniel walked into lounge, sliding the fusuma back into place after entering. He looked around slowly, from the shadowy entrance, and decided on a stool at the bar. The bar scene was one he was quite used to, but all the beautifully painted women walking about was not something familiar. He looked up and down the bar, trying not to make eye contact with anyone, and still get a glass of something. This could be a mistake. he thought, remembering how many wierd looks he'd gotten from many of the patrons already.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 4:27 pm
((OOC: Um, hello? Any body here?))
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 4:37 pm
Looking around, Daniel noticed that the number of people in here was uncommonly small for a bar, and figured he'd leave without his drink. 'The sober man wins the race.' He laughed humorlessly to himself as he left the bar, not having been noticed at all. Is it a good thing, not being noticed by ninjas, or a bad thing? He thought to himself as he headed in the direction of the stables, but in a noncommited type of way.
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