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 Posted: Sat May 21, 2016 7:02 pm
Well they haven't asked for payment from me yet and I've already had three entire bottles since I arrived., Ali gave her a shrug before he spoke those lines. Normally a bar had bartenders, this place didn't. Normally a bar had you pay for drinks, so far this hadn't. Felt more like a social club with a open bar, rather then an actually bar.
I suppose taking what you want is the custom here., He'd smirk. Mostly cause that sentence was reflective of how he had experienced this place so far. Nothing was stopping him from just taking what he wanted, except some hurt feelings and whatnot. But they didn't really matter.
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2016 10:17 pm
Tilting her head, she found the comment curious, but was very clearly oblivious to the double meaning. And the more she thought about it, the more odd this conversation was. She lifted a brow again, trying to gather a better understanding of their odd conversation. "I am to believe that any stranger can come to this establishment, take from the bar without payment, and then go about their business? With no debt incurred nor record of their name or what they had while they were here?"
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2016 5:08 am
So it seems. It's a very strange place., Ali's smirk kept itself pasted on his face as he looked up at her. Eventually deciding to simply show her by standing up, heading over behind the bar and then return with rum and two glasses. Setting them on the table before he parked his own self back down on the chair, unscrewing the top and bouring the brown "firewater" into both glasses.
Comfort was next on the agenda when he adjusted his position enough for him to lift the lever-action shotgun up and off his shoulder, then setting it down on the table with the handle and trigger close to his left hand.
His eyes returning to her once he was content and comfortably seated.
You're not going to let me drink alone, are you?
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2016 8:53 am
"That is generous and, indeed, strange." she said softly, offering a small smile. Watching with curiosity as Ali crossed the room and returned with glasses and a drink, she tilted her head, watching his rituals in sitting down. "I suppose not." she said uncertainly, her blue eyes gliding around the room again before politely seating herself across the table from the man. "Is it safe to assume you are an established resident?"
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 9:12 am
Temporary., Ali smirked at her and downed his drink in one single gulp, pouring himself another glass without missing a beat once it was back down on the table. I'm just here waiting for certain people and agencies to cool down., He drank half of the rum he had refilled into the glass this time. Might atleast try to not drink most of the bottle on his own, besides he had asked her to share the bottle with him. Wouldn't be decent if he hogged the whole thing.
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 8:03 pm
"Ahh, an assignment of sorts, perhaps?" she asks, gently offering the opportunity for further conversation, despite her limited experiences with having full conversation with anyone. "I wish you well." she said softly, accepting the glass and lifting it slightly towards him in a sort of toast.
She sniffed the drink and winced ever so slightly. If the drink had this strong of a smell, it was bound to have a strong taste also. Feeling it impolite, she bravely took a sip and immediately went into a full body wince, barely getting the glass back to the table without dropping it. It took her a few tries, sputtering and struggling to take a breath, before she was able to regain her composure.
Hoarsely, she showed the man a very awkward smile and lifted the glass again. "First sip is always rough." she said plainly, pulling a face with the second sip, but without such a strong reaction this time.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2016 12:44 pm
Rough? Looked like you were trying to swallow down ear wax and a bunch of nails rather then rum, Ali snickered a little. It was quite a behaviour to some alcohol, he'd seen columbian kids that downed the stuff easier their first time then she had.
And an assignment?, Suppose you could call it that. You don't really off the teenage son of someone with powerful friends without having to hide from the said friends and the agencies they could turn their focus on you with. Hadn't even been paid in full yet cause his client had decided to drop off the radar aswell once the heat was getting unbearable.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2016 3:22 pm
SunshineDaisyGirl Seeing this figure just completely ignore her question, Daisy shrugged it off. It wasn't the first time in her life she had been ignored. Figuring it was best to just keep righting whatever had happened, Daisy moved on to try and clean up the nasty black pile in the floor. Solis, if you could bring me the mop bucket from the kitchen I'll work on this spot. As soon as they had righted everything Daisy would talk to Solis about the pending marriage of her sister and Mr. Vincent. It was an important event and Daisy couldn't wait to get started planning. The stranger ignoring her had no affect on her. She would just have to try to communicate with her at a later time.
Solis Rose returned from throwing away the cup of goo just in time to hear Daisy mention a mop bucket. Distracted by the strangers sitting at the table the neko giggled as she watched the lady drink then make a funny face.
(OOC Solis interacts with anyone who pays attention to her, she is just timid.)
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2016 6:04 pm
Hearing Solis giggle, and knowing she was watching the couple at the table, Daisy went to the kitchen and fetched a mop and mop bucket. Nevermind, Solie, I got it. She proceeded to start mopping up the entire room.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2016 6:18 pm
"Sorry Miss Daisy." She frowned fearing she has upset her friend by misbehaving.
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Posted: Tue May 24, 2016 10:04 pm
"There is too much flavor." she said, her voice still a tad hoarse from the experience. A moment passed and she shivered rather violently, while the skin on her exposed arm showed that she had broken out into goosebumps. "It is a good experience, thank you. I think I shall decline the rum in the future, however." she said, a hint of apology in her tone.
While she may be speaking with Ali, the discomfort of being in a new environment with unknown people still showed in her actions. Despite awarding most of her attention to Ali, her blue eyes kept moving about the room from time to time, soaking up all her surroundings. As much as she secretly enjoyed people watching, there was always the chance they wouldn't actually want to meet her. After all, most people in her life didn't approve of her, generally speaking. She offered a ghost of a smile to anyone she happened to make eye contact with, but quickly looked away, not wanting to offend.
( OOC: Solis and Ziven will have to have an awkward staring contest some time! Shy girls, ftw XD )
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2016 10:30 am
As she finished the mop job she turned to Solis, It's ok sweetie. Finally looking one last time at the bar, she could see it was as clean as it was going to get. She went to the back of the bar and got herself a bottle of Fireball. She needed a shot, hell she needed the whole bottle. Finding a table, she started swigging from the neck of the bottle.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2016 10:51 am
Solis waved at the two engaged in conversation at the table, then turned around quickly to search for her friend. In doing so she tripped over her own two feet and took a tumble to the floor. "MEEEWW!"
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2016 10:54 am
Looking for the sound of her friend, she sat her half empty bottle down and went to help her up. You ok down there? She was feeling something and she didn't like the feeling. She wasn't going to finish her bottle afterall. Whatever was in it, she didn't like.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2016 11:06 am
"Thank you Miss Daisy." Using her friends help she clambered to her feet. Her soft ears laid close to her head. For a feline she was very clumsy.
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