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 Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 11:23 am
"I recognize you... " Dracula said as he looked to The white haired boy. "Len.. or is it Ren? The Headmasters b***h.. kicked you out of his house when i was talking to him." Dracula said gently before he smiled lightly. "Im sorry for that. I would have loved to sit in on your and his conversation. And unlike him i didnt mind the intrusion at all." Dracula chuckled lightly before he turned back to the girl.
"Baden? Interesting.. i dont think ive been to that part of Deustchland yet." Dracula said as he German rolled of his tongue fluently.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 1:37 pm
Serafina blinked confusedly at the bar tender, as she asked for an ID. With her brow furrowed, she complied, giving her an ID which said she was 18.
The legal drinking age is 18, right? Back home it is....well, for vodka anyway.
Serafina then turned her attention back to the man that was talking to her. With her face returning to its normal stone-like gaze, she put her hair up in a ponytail and said in her thick German accent, "It's a small town. No one really knows about it."
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 3:06 pm
Akira Rai of the Whitespell "Power..."
Akira produced an ID from his coat. It said he was 18. "In my home, 18 is the legal drinking age, although... I don't often drink." He said, smiling as she laughed. "Don't worry, I won't summon a power I can't control." He said, seemingly reading her thoughts. "It would be unfortunate to destroy your beautiful establishment, or injure the beautiful bar maid." He said kindly. "As for a drink... A root beer with half a shot of canadian mist... please. It is... a soothing drink."
"...Control" Akira's StaffDruid CloakEveryday OutfitMage's Uniform
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 9:05 am
Scytheress plucked Serafina's ID from her fingers and glanced it over. It showed she was 18 but Scythe knew she was only a junior in school. She passed the card back to the girl. In either case, 18 was too young. "Sorry sweetie, the drinking age for humans around here is 21." She looked down to Akira. "I guess that goes for you too, cutie. I can get you that root beer though." Scy grabbed a pint glass from under the counter and filled it with the hose behind the bar. She set the fizzing dark liquid in front of the silver-haired kid. "Can I get either of you anything else?" She didn't like having to be the bad guy, but it was her job, both on campus and off... it didn't make it any easier, though. At her old establishment, she probably would have served alcohol to these two all night and then stashed them upstairs until morning and sent them back to class when they were sober.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 10:21 am
Akira Rai of the Whitespell "Power..."
"Well, thank you, My Lady. This is enough as it is. I never often drank anyway. Would you happen to have any food?" He asked, smiling. "I am very hungry, and something tells me your a good cook.
"...Control" Akira's StaffDruid CloakEveryday OutfitMage's Uniform
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Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2010 7:46 am
"Well aren't you a charmer." Scythe's smile was sly and showed off a sharpened fang. "Unfortunately I don't do all the work, we have a sou-chef in back that takes care of the food orders. But anyway, we have most standard bar food like hot wings, burgers, nachos, poppers, basically any finger foods. We've got a couple entrees on special right now: prime rib and fries or two chicken-bacon tornados. We can also make you just about anything you come up with. When you have a cook that can magic up a garden or a cow the possibilities are endless." She chuckled. Their cook really was a character. It was still early in the night but pretty soon profanities and expletives would be issuing from the kitchen. Scy couldn't wait.
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Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2010 1:53 pm
Akira Rai of the Whitespell "Power..."
"If I order something, will you join me?" He asked, smiling shyly. Akira didn't really do the dating scene, but something about the bar owner told him to try harder.
"...Control" Akira's StaffDruid CloakEveryday OutfitMage's Uniform
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 8:19 am
Scytheress placed her hands on the bar. "I'll join you just as much as I can join any patron. I do still have a job to do, you know." She gave him another smile. "So food, yes? no?" She pushed off the counter and accepted a few mugs from a waitress bringing them back from a table. She set them alongside the sink and started the hot water running so she could clean them out.
Just as she was getting her hands wet and the first glass soaped up, a loud crash came from the dining area as a wine glass shattered on the floor. "Oh for goodness sake..." Scythe mumbled but didn't stop her task. The stemmed glass had broken next to a booth on the left wall and as the waitress from before went to fetch a broom, the shadows under the table came alive. Thin tendrils shot out to cover the sharp debris and liquid and just as quickly disappeared with them through the cracks in the floorboards. A brisk few seconds later, the shadows slithered up behind the bar and deposited the glass in the trashcan. When the waitress returned, she looked utterly confused. The customers at the table were too inebriated to have noticed what happened but the poor girl continued her search for the broken glass anyway. Scythe snickered. She'd tell the poor waitress to stop looking eventually.
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 2:50 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 8:03 am
[[I love your signature, lol]]
Scytheress nodded and set the glass down. She toweled off her hands and disappeared for a moment into the kitchen to relay the order. Soon after, a pot was heard clattering off the wall and a muffled voice was shouting as loud as it could. At the same time, Scythe's calm tone was interjecting here and there. After a few moments of this, there was silence and the fox-elf reappeared at the bar. She looked to Akira and smiled, tucking strands of hair back in their place and smoothing out her garments. Cookie was such fun sometimes... "Be about ten minutes." Righted, she took back up the task of cleaning glasses. "So what are you studying?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 2:46 pm
Akira Rai of the Whitespell "Power..."
Akira laughed. "I may have classes, but I don't need to attend them. I know everything. I took them just to be away from home. I am inquiring with Len Richardson about removing my student status and taking a Teacher's status." He said, leaning back
"...Control" Akira's StaffDruid CloakEveryday OutfitMage's Uniform
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 9:42 pm
Serafina looked at her curled up fists dejectedly, quietly seething that in this country the drinking age was ridiculously high.
Okay, screw the vodka, at least a beer for Christ's sake...verdammen, I haven't had a good beer in ages. Then again, any beer that isn't German is absolutely disgusting...
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 6:27 am
Scythe set aside another washed dish, an impressed look on her face. "A teacher at such a young age? Very nice. What would you teach if Len accepted your proposal?" Out of the corner of her eye, Scy was watching the waitress pace back and forth while trying to get a coherent answer out of a few drunken guests about where the broken glass had gone. The bar mistress nodded to Akira, asking for a moment to call to her worried staff. "Congi, I got it." The vixen smile that followed perhaps revealed more of her devilish nature than she should have, but what was the fun keeping such mischievous glee inside? Calming her features, the woman's eyes fell on Serafina and noticed her disdain. "Don't fret girlie. What do you have to be so upset about anyway that you'd need a drink?" A pot smashed through the swinging kitchen door but it didn't seem to phase the fox. She simply looked back to the man at her bar. "Ribs are almost done!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 3:50 pm
 ► ѕ α η т α η αxxx ∂ є в ℓ α η c◄ⓐ ⓝ ⓐ ⓐ ⓝ ⓐ ⓐ ⓝ ⓐ ⓐ ⓝ ⓐ ⓝ ⓐ ι ѕєє уσυ ∂яινιηg 'яσυη∂ тσωη
ωιтн тнє gυу ι ℓσνє,
αη∂ ι'м ℓιкє, ƒσяgєт уσυ
gυєѕѕ тнє cнαηgє
ιη му ρσcкєт ωαѕη'т єησυgн,
ѕσ ƒσяgєт уσυ αη∂ ƒσяgєт нιм тσσ
▃▃▃▃▃ ▃▃▃▃ ▃▃▃ ▃▃ ▃gнσѕтღA dark haired girl walked into the the Tavern, her chocolate colored eyes scanning the crowd. There wasn't much commotion happening, and it seems like there wouldn't be. Wearing her typical style: A slouchy cropped sweatshirt, jean shorts, hat, and heart printed shoes Santana usually stood out. The ghost walked through several empty booths before deciding on one, in the corner. Something about her attitude had a mischievous air, but her face was tainted with nothing more than boredom. No one worth talking to, Gwah! What has this blasted world come to. Stiflers, no one wanted to have any fun. "No, Santana, that's not right-detention", "He's not your boyfriend Santana!" or how about "Santana! That's illegal!" Everybody had recently been getting on her nerves. Before coming to the Tavern, she'd shot her anger out at the Archery Post, but even that hadn't been enough. Pulling out her ipod from her jean pockets, Santana flipped through the songs. Parfait pour l'instant! I Dont Wanna Dance by Hey Monday. Humming along, she raised the volume until the was blasting through the tiny white headphones. Santana tapped her fingers to the beat, music was calming to everything. Forget school, what people needed was a party. Or at least to get their granny panties out of a twist. Her eyes again began to look around the bar, did she know anyone? Nope, of course not! A translucent glow seem to take her tan body. And to think I used to be the Duchess of South France, bull!, Santana snickered. It was true, this out there vixen was somewhat a ruler, if not for the fact that she was killed a few days after the coronation. Karma was a b!tch, what could you do? Santana eyed the barista at front, who was attempting to flirt with the white haired guy. In her opinion, it was quite obvious, but then again.
Santana pursed her light red lips, and pushed back her cascading bangs. Her mind jumped to her classes, no interesting things happened there. No learning was the only thing. Why couldn't something include fire, like a Pyrofreaks class? Explosions, HELL YEAH! Everyone was so serious, how about they did something delirious. Tracing her name on the table, Santana could use some chow. Ghost metabolisms could handle very small amount of foods, but often needed EMF (Electro Magnetic Fields) to regain lost energy. What looked good here, ribs, milk shakes, fries? Something could be helped. The music continued to blast, Santana grinned. What could you say? She was just a freak, gнσѕтღ▃ ▃▃ ▃▃▃ ▃▃▃▃ ▃▃▃▃
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Posted: Wed Dec 08, 2010 6:10 pm
Sakura walked in. She knew she wasnt old enough to drink but she was hungry. She hoped they had something that was meat. Sakura then sat next to Akira who she didnt know. She glanced at him then turned away. "White hair. Thats kind of odd." Sakura thought to herself. "Never see any white hair dudes these days." Sakura then giggled at what she thought. She then just sat there waiting for the waiter. Then suddenly her tummy grumbled kind of loudly. She frowned and was embarassed. "Oh no." Sakrua said in a soft voice. Sakura then thought to herself, "please, please have ,meat." 
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