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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 5:17 am
I continued to sit, Experience told me that letting the barman finish getting other drinks would be wise.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 5:28 am
"Hello" Jamie said to the quiet man sitting at the bar, "What can i get for you today?" he asked politely
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 5:32 am
I looked up. "You got Coke?" I asked, I was in a Coke mood.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 5:35 am
Jamie replied "The drink, yes, The drug, no" he laughed "It depends which one your after, because we dont do drugs here" Jamie chuckled again before sliding a glass of coke over to the man.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 5:39 am
"Excellent." I said. I had found the Coke joke mildly amusing, "Do you know this is the first bar that I've been to in the last... 3 months that have sold Coke?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 5:46 am
"Really?" Jamie said in a intrigued voice "Well we have everything the customers want here, because the customers are always right, well usually, one guy came in a few weeks ago demanding free booze, and well, thats not right" Jamie smilled.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 5:51 am
Now that one was good. "Really..." I said, "Anything..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 5:53 am
"So" Jamie asked "Ive not seen you around here before, you just moved down here?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 5:57 am
"Yeah," I said. "I move around alot."
[OOC]Well I gotta go... Type ya later![OOC/]
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 6:05 am
Keifie's hand shoots out onto the table to catch his mobile drink in time... ((I've heard of fast food, but this is ridiculous! xd sorry)) He tenderly brings it up to his lips with both hands and takes a sip, feeling it's cool spirit slip down his throat and make it's way through his system, a tingling sensation following it all the way. After the initial ecstasy had past he brough the cup to his lips once again and virtually swallowed it all in one gulp. He brought the cup back down to the counter with a thud and proclaimed, "Ah, I feel much better now. Another round, please!"
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 6:48 am
Jamie laughed and replied "Are you sure you want another? i dont want you throwing up on the carpets" he laughed again before slidding the drink down the bar again.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 10:09 am
kitty looks over a jamie " when are you leaving for the war?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 10:30 am
Keifie shrugged off his comment, he knew how much he could hold, but he didn''t know how to express it as a number. He caught his second drink and engulfed it just as quickly as the first. He placed his cup inside the one that was already on the counter and was about to ask for another when he heard the other bartender say something about a war; intruiged, he decided to inquire, "There's a war here? Another round please; who's fighting, and for what purpose?" He could feel the alcohol working its way through his system, relaxing his muscles and calming away all the stress that had built over the day. His strange, uninterpretable look had changed to a calm, satisfied look and his eyes became slightly less red and a little more brown.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 10:55 am
"The war has been going on for a while, the strange thing is we are not sure who is fighting who" Jamie said "The Utopian Army started attacking us not to long back, they claimed they was retaliating to an attack they recieved from us" he sighed "Now no-one is sure who is fighting who but chaos is everywhere, you must be new to this town, you missed the most part of the war" he quickly downed another glass of vodka "Ill be going to war soon, i just need to find a chance to get into the army"
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 2:36 pm
He contemplated on this for a few seconds, but soon realized that the man had not heard his request for another drink. He coughed, smiled weakly, and held up his empty glass-in-glass saying, "Another round, please. So, the war is almost over? Then for what reason would one such as yourself want to join?"
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