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The_Black_Armed_Death_God
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 Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 10:55 am
As you approach Heaven's reach you begin to feel more relaxed.
You hear the bumping of music and the smell of delicious food wafts out the door. The sign above the door read" For all seeking sanctuary, you will find it here. For all seeking sin, it's in the back." It's joking word engraved into the rose wood arch way.
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 11:00 am
As Dorian walked through the door a large man approached him."Hello Sir, everything is just as you ordered it." He handed Dorian a set of keys. Dorian's friendly laugh echoed through the bar. He smiled "Well, care to have a drink?Food? I'll kick on the music then we're open for business." Dorian made a few calls and in ten minutes he had a full staff, music playing, the first customers were already coming in. The smell of Nachos, Steak, and Burgers hung lightly in the air. The sound of the bars patrons sat just louder than the music. "Welcome home Dorian...Welcome home."He said to himself with a smile as he sat down to the bar. "Bourbon on the rocks"He said to the bartender with a grin.
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The_Black_Armed_Death_God
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 11:12 pm
Ceon ventured into the bar, intrigued by the smells of meat and other greasy foods. It had been a long time since he had eaten at a bar, having lived in the forest as a hiatus from city living. He plopped down at a bar stool, waving his hand to the bar tender, "I'll just have a pale ale," he chimed as he took out some money from his pocket and placed it on the partially soggy table. It was good to be back.
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2011 8:53 pm
Dorian turned around and took Ceon's money"Comin' right up!" He pours the drink and sets it before Ceon"So. What brings you here?" He asks smoothly as he continued to wipe the counter.
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The_Black_Armed_Death_God
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2011 11:16 pm
Kensington stepped through the door and surveyed the establishment.
After a moment's contemplation he gestured to his bodyguard to wait outside. He then approached the bar and took a seat upon a stool.
He had just returned from a long trip to London and was in need of a little recreation.
He let his psychic mind unwind before casually scanning the individuals present inside the bar, one could never be too careful
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 7:46 pm
Rogue walked into the bar, her hood up on her long jacket. She took a seat at the bar and smiled to the bartender as if they were good friends. He poured a glass of scotch in front of her and continued on with his business.
Her hand slowly went to the glass. Her finger gently traced the rim, as if she were lost in deep thought.
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The_Black_Armed_Death_God
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 9:42 pm
Dorian smiled to the two new comers from behind the bar as he finished pouring the girls drink." well, hello. What may I ask are you two fine people doing here on such a nice night?" he pulled up another glass and poured himself a drink.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 2:19 pm
"Good evening." A quick grin crossed her face, and she looked down at her glass, and picked it up, taking a drink. "It seems tonight is about a small bit of pleasure before business."
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 4:31 pm
Kensington gave Rogue a respectful nod as she entered the Bar, he resisted the urge to scan her, knowing that to do so would only end badly for him. Still he smiled at the thought of what he might learn from such a woman.
He looked up as the Bartender asked how they were both doing, a quizzical look flashed across his face at Rogue's rather cryptic answer.
"Just taking in the city atmosphere, it's been a while since I was last in this city." He said.
He gestured over to a small brown bottle labelled 'Hendricks' on the top shelf of the Bar, "A Gin and Tonic please, it wouldn't do for one to be sat in a Bar without a drink."
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 12:38 pm
"So where were you vacationing and what brings you back to New York?" She picked up her glass and took another sip, knowing he probably was not vacationing.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 1:14 am
'I was back in England. Had some things to sort out with the Lycans over that way. They were becoming a...problem' Kensington said with a knowing smile, 'However, that issue has been resolved and I asked to return to my position here in New York.'
((Sorry it's late, I've been terribly busy these past couple of days))
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Posted: Mon Oct 24, 2011 12:51 pm
((Pardon me if this isn't at the highest caliber, it's been awhile sweatdrop ))
Lily enjoyed the rush of the cold night air through her hair. The breeze was a side-effect of the cracked back window she was using in hopes of her cigarette smoke escaping from the taxi cab. The streets were cold and black, she noted a few groups of pedestrians as she scanned her surroundings. In her search of something to do, she noticed the entrance and exit of a few people through the doors of Haven and called for the driver to stop.
"Let me out here...I could use a drink," she laughed and tossed a couple of 50s at him, "keep the change, honey."
She grabbed her purse and made her way to the door, starting with one stiletto clad foot emerging from the dark interior of the taxi. She wrapped herself in the obscenely oppulent white fur coat that she had scored off a meal on the Upper East Side. She raised her cigarette to her lips and took a last hit before throwing the charred remnants on the sidewalk and raised a perfectly manicured hand to open the door.
Inside, the smell of bar food was drifitng through the air and mixing with the sweat and despair of those simple-minded patrons gyrating to music and those seated at the bar, naturally drowning their sorrows. Lily let her coat fall across her shoulders, exposing the silver sequin mini-dress covering her slender frame as she sauntered to a free stool in the corner of the bar. Lily could see Rogue from her seat and shot a brief smile in her direction before flipping a platinum blonde lock out of her face and gesturing for the bartender.
"Could I some Patrón on the rocks, please? Make it a double, it's been a long day..." she smiled sweetly and set her purse on the counter, pulling out her cigarettes and setting them infront of her, "...and an ashtray, please sweetie?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 5:28 pm
Kensington removed his white suit jacket and hung it on the backrest of his bar stool. From inside his jacket he produced a small tin labelled "Macbarens Vanilla cream" and a pipe, he carefully opened the tin and smiled as the smell of vanilla and fine tobacco reached his nose; he then began to gently pack his pipe. Out of another pocket came a small metal tool which he used to gently push the tobacco down into his pipe. Once finished he replaced the tin into his jacket and in its place came a lighter. He took his time lighting his pipe, making sure there was a good and even burn before putting his lighter back. He leaned back and took a long draw on the pipe, allowing the tobacco to fill his mouth; it tasted exquisite. He exhaled slowly and the rich smell of vanilla filled the air around him. This is somewhat close to perfection, he thought as he removed the pipe from his mouth and took a sip of Hendricks. A woman entered the bar, dressed up to the nines and clearly one who took care of her looks. He gave her a curt nod by way of a greeting before once again drawing on his pipe. 'So what brings you here my dear?' He asked the woman as she took a seat. The Pipe:  The Tin of Tobacco:
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 5:04 pm
((Still waiting on your reply my dear))
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 11:44 am
"Of course," She responded to Kensington's comment in dealing with the lycans.
She took a drink from her glass when her eyes moved to the door as it opened. Lily..
"Yes...what brings you here," a large smile spread across Rogue's face as she watched Lily wait for an ashtray. It had been quite some time.
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