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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
Edited by ChancingIt13:
11/23/2015 3:47:42 PM
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Romii pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath before summoning up the courage to enter the Tower bar.
She hates this place,she hates the Tower, too many people,too many faces she doesn't recognise.
She finally summons up the courage to go in, and not for the first time she thanks the traveller that she's small enough to go largely unnoticed. Sticking to where its darkest,she's suddenly painfully aware of how wretched she must look.
Her boots still caked in mud not yet dry.
Her cloak still thick with snow across the shoulders and heavy with dust.
Her armour hasn't fared much better, it's well worn and heavily repaired with whatever was to hand at the time it got damaged. If it had a colour once it has long since faded away, to an unmemorable greyish brown.
Keeping her eyes ahead she manoeuvres her way to the bar, dodging a small scuffle that breaks out as she passes.
Feeling like she's just run the gauntlet she stands on the bars foot rail and motions to the frame serving.
It looks up and she slides a flask over to it,
R:" Vodka and fill it up,and pour me a double straight up while your at it......please"
The 'please' is delayed as she forces herself to be civil.
She then beckons the frame closer and says something in hushed tones. The frame shakes it's head.
" No, no Trinity" it replies.
Romii's shoulders slump a little.
R:" Ok .....Thankyou"
She takes her flask and her drink to the darkest corner she can find that faces the exit, ensuring her back is to a wall knocks back her first drink of the night.
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R:" Thanks again, "she nods her head once,grabs her cloak and leaves. She makes her way quickly up the stairs, makes eye contact with Arach and nods, before continuing on her way to the main courtyard.
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(( Should I make a new post for this? ))
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Edited by ChancingIt13: 11/24/2015 10:14:46 PM[Yeah it got inundated unexpectedly.]
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[ be back in 30]
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The hunter notices the other hunter. He whistles in a way that means "Daaaaaaamn" He chuckles slightly and downs another drink and continues to bob his head to the music.
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Lake shrugged it off. He figured so long as he ignored everyone here, they wouldn't bug him.
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The hunter speaks up. "So what's your story?"
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Lake wasn't expecting that, but he decided there was no point in ignoring it anymore. " Same as everyone here. Just came to drink something away."
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"And what might that be?"
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" Why would I tell you?"
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"Because I'm curious."
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" Well I don't feel like telling you."
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"Please."
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" Nah."
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"Pretty please."
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" I didn't know you were the begging type."
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"Pretty pretty please."
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" Go away."
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Eclipse a titan somewhat know in the tower walks in His armor that of the iron banner but his colors black as the night walks in a hunters knife Hanging off his waist as he Walks past The rest of the guardians and sits down at the bar
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[ I'll be back in touch soon]
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[spoiler]alright [/spoiler]
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Romii, finishes her drink, and turns to the bar frame, she doesn't say anything she just slides her glass along the bar and nods. She doesn't recognise the Titan, but then how could she, she doesn't recognise anyone. She at least has the civility to acknowledge him with a nod when he sits down.
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The titan Looks over at her and gives a nod back before removing his helmet And setting it down on the Bar His right eye as white as snow and his left being a blue as the ocean against his human face. He turns his gaze back to the Bartender in which he points to a thing of Vodka.
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Halfway through her 2nd drink Romii's ghost pops up, they have brief and quiet discussion which results in the hunter sighing,and leaning back against the wall dejectedly. She orders her 3rd. Her ghosts looks at her for a moment, then appears to shrug. As she takes another look around the bar from beneath her hood the black light appears to make her iris's glow. She tempers herself and takes her time with her drink this time.
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"Don't drink to much, good things never come of it" The titan says in a low kinds raspy voice as he takes a sip of his vodka.
