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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 10:01 am
"Er... no thanks," he said, looking a little squeamish.
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 10:10 am
Koilinen smiles and throws the fish on the weird guy's face. "Mah, I thought so", she says and rises from the chair. "But if you happen to meet someone who knows about the location of the ghost ship, please tell me. I was a member of that ship and this map tells that it has the map I'm looking for"
Then she walks away and when she's rising out the window, she turns her head and waves: "Bye bye Fishfobic bartender! Bye bye weird dude who I'll kick to doodle when I have time!"
And she's gone.
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 10:14 am
The bartender scratched his head, and then glanced over at Batman quizzically.
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 9:27 am
Suddenly someone comes from the window. Or something... It looks like a... well, you can't descripe how it looks... It screams and holds a scroll in the other hand. "Quickly! Hide me!", it says. "I found the map but then they saw trought my disguise!" The Thing jumps behind the barcounter and hunkers. Even if the situation seems to be bad, she's laughing, though."I knew I shouldn't have kicked captains doodle... It looks too suspicious. I hope they'll just run by this bar"
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 1:22 pm
Ruth, sitting slack jawed at the bar after watching the different.....beings come and go, now leaned over the bar.
"An' jus' wa' is goin' on in 'ere then? Tha' ba'man, or wah'eva i' be, is gone."
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 2:14 pm
The barman just stood there open-mouthed at this point, not sure what to say.
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 10:51 am
The Thing is still behind the barcounter. She peeks to door there, but nothing happens. It doesn't say anything, and after few minutes it sighs and sits down to floor. "PHEW! I think that was close... But do you mind if I'm hiding here for a while?" it says and takes its nose and sunglasses away. "I think it's better if I'll change my clothes a little, they wont recognize me then. Can I lend your back room?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 11:05 am
"Uh... sure," said the barman, seeing no reason why not.
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 11:10 am
"Thanks!" says Koilinen and goes to back room. There comes noise and swearing from there: "DARN!!! I've gained weight again! Stupid noodle, why does it taste so good... Aw, 1"#¤% now my hand is in toilet! Ewww..." Few minutes later Koilinen comes out form the back room and looks little different... "Mhehehe", she laughs, "Little problems... But do I look like I look?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 12:29 pm
The bartender shrugged. "I s'ppose so, ma'am. It depends on what yer trying to do."
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 10:30 pm
Ruth looked as well. "Yer look diff'ren', so I spose it be good?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 6:07 am
Koilinen laughs. "You talk happily... I've never heard anyone talking like that in the North... But, mah, I think I could go out with these clothes!" she says and walks to window. She kicks few glass chips and says:"Eh... Sorry about this window... I'll offer you water again, okey?" And then she leaves.
((I'm off from the city IRL for a while...))
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 2:55 pm
Ruth stared, bewildered, as Koilinen left. Then she gave her head a little shake and turned back to the bartender. "Well tha' were....excitin'". She went to take another swig of rum and found she had none left. She reached into the folds of her skirt and withdrew a drawstring purse, from which she witdrew a handful of dubloons. "Can yer ge' me anotha?"
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 10:18 am
"Sure thing, ma'am" said the bartender, pouring Ruth another drink. He then scooped up the dubloons and added them to the till.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 3:34 pm
Ruth took the glass and raised it to her lips, drinking deeply. Before putting it back down she stared into the glass with her one good eye and sighed.
"I' seems ter me I spend 'alf me life drinkin' meself ter an early grave" she paused and grinned at the bartender "but I spose tha' be th' life o' a buccaneer!"
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