@WittyWolf

- Buster McMincemeat -
"Well, I guess it'll have to do." Buster grumbled in resignation. The little gnome climbed up the chair and onto the stool. He shifted his weight around until he was nice and comfy, then stretched.

"Speak up, bar-guy, I can't hear you! What's my poison? What do you mean poison? If ya mean drink, juice, nekteh, than gimme the strongest ya got. Don't go easy cause I'm an old man, I can take it." Buster boasted. "Keep in mind I have a small stomach here, so not too much. Quarter glass will do fine. Yes, quite fine."

The gnome took this time to look around the bar, take in the scenery. It was quite homely, with quite a few people, some of which eyeballing him.
"What're you all lookin' at? Huh? Didn't think so!" he snapped. They rolled their eyes and looked away, not out of fear, just disinterest.
"Nice crowd you got here." he said sarcastically, turning back to the bartender.

@WittyWolf [@A ghost in black] @The Slenderman

"Alright for some!" she said, with mock indignation at him relaxing in a tavern. "I'll be my usual careful self." she said, nodding with a serious enough face that she showed she would heed his advice, but not serious enough to seem anxious about the situation at all. She smirked he avoided calling her harmless. A wise decision. She had a tendency to overreact to prove a point when people who ought to know better made that mistake.

"Don't worry, there's no risk of that." she finished enigmatically. She didn't tell him that she was almost completely illiterate.

"I'll see you at Kyato's then." she said, nodding farewell before turning towards Kyato and Kouh just in time to see Kyato open the door to his establishment.

"Thanks!" she said, smiling at Kyato and stepping through the doorway. She was eager to get her hands on some shiny new toys!

@WittyWolf Philomel looked at his right and seen a large group of guards heading for the place that Rafael was in, Philomel had to act quickly as he reached for a star, and looked at the guards again, who were closing in on titans position, Philomel threw the throwing star at the window, not hard but just enough to make a clank and bounce off the window and fall to the ground, it slid under a market stalls fabric and Philomel looked at the window, hopefully that got titans attention.

@JG@The Slenderman
Kouh looked on in amazement as she saw the hologram and watched it from the side of JG. She had never seen something like that but before she could really see who was on the other side they reached their destination.

She walked through the open door after JG becoming slightly nervous at the fact that she didn't really know this place.

@JG@The ghost in black Kyato walked into the building with the girls, then went to a part of the wall and then type in a code which then opened to reveal a somewhat large room with swords, pistols and knives contained within it, he then turned back around to face them and leaned against a wall "If you really need some, you can have a whatever you desire." Seto said while looking at JG.

@The Slenderman@The ghost in black

JG noted Kouh's anxiety about entering Seto's domain, and thought to herself she ought to be reacting the same way. She wondered if it was the weapon or the friendship that she'd gained that had changed her attitude so much. Carrying a weapon had always made her more confident, but none as much as she was now. Friendship, or even companionship, wasn't something she experienced regularly, due to her involuntary wandering habits. Perhaps part of her thought, hoped, that Rafael would come to her aid if she did get herself in more trouble than she could handle. She knew also that having someone to protect -Kouh that is- and potentially fight alongside, had a tendency to make one braver.

She attempted a reassuring smile towards Kouh, and once it became apparent that Seto would type in a code on the wall, she positioned herself in such a way that she could see and memorise the code. This was in case for whatever reason they became trapped in the establishment. She repeated the code in her head over and over again as they entered the room, until she was confident she had it registered.

Seeing the room full of weapons made JG's eyes glitter, and a broad grin split her face, momentarily revealing two sharp canines that were there one moment, and gone the next, as if they had been normal teeth all along.

"This looks wonderful! But really, we can have anything we like? No strings attached?" she asked, first excited then somewhat suspicious of his intentions. She stayed polite though, not wanting to bite the hand that fed her.

She noted he didn't have any bows, but that wasn't a big issue. She knew and had made her own in the past. It would just have been the lazy option. She skipped the pistol section without even sparing them a curious glance, and slowed as she walked past the knife displays. Whilst tempting, she already had a good dagger, and she didn't want to abuse his generosity. She stopped by the sword displays, looking at each carefully, picking the ones with the right length to test their weight an balance.

@JG " The only string attached is a question, although forward I would require that you answer it: Are you a orphan?" Kyato looked down to the ground, and then went deep in thought to when he was abandoned by his family, he tried his best to not show any visual signs of his loss and his lowest possible point in his life, he then walked to his desk and sat down in his office chair, hopefully she wouldn't be able to see his emotions from this far.

@The Slenderman

Titan looked up as a tinny clack resounded on a nearby window. His eyes moved to the direction, taking in the whole of the view it allowed. Up above was the swordsman. Why had the man followed Rafael? This confused him, but not as much as the squad of guards that were making fast to the tavern's door. Now what would they want with him? They had to have been informed of Titan's special status, his immunity in this and many regions well known. If they hoped to take him into custody, they were fools. Titan didn't suffer fools. He finished his drink and placed his napkin upon his plate, signaling to the waitress that he had finished.

He stood slowly as the tavern door was opened forcibly, banging against the wall and making many of the customers jump. He waited patiently for the guards to reveal their purpose.

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@Ebil Bunny

Dimitri chuckled at the small creature's gall. This was a well-known place for a bit of peace from the bustle of the busy city for these folk. The gnome was disturbing it, but respected Dimitri's policies and rules to make trouble.

"I'm afraid they don't appreciate those that don't recognize that honey will attract more bees than salt. Wouldn't you say, sir?" Dimitri's tone was jesting and he pulled a small glass from under the counter. He poured out a slightly glowing liquid into the container, which surprised a few of the regulars at the counter. They didn't often see the magical drink in the establishment, but Dimitri was sure his new customer could handle its potent effects.

"Three fingers of Moon-beam. It's a faerie alcohol, made with berries, fermented honey, and a dash of their own magical hops and yeast. I hear magical folk such as you are quite fond of the drink." Dimitri slid the glass over to the gnome, keeping a firm grip. "One of my policies, money up front for new customers, sir. It deters drinking and dashing." His tone was still as polite as ever, but an undertone of steel brooked no argument. He gave a small smile to cut the bite from his demand.

@WittyWolfFM has left the company of Mad and Others to walk into Dimitri's bar. He takes a seat next to the gnome, places a two small bags full of gold coins on the bar,"I'll take the largest glass you got of the strongest stuff you got. And I don't want nothing made by us humans, it's too weak for my taste."

@Snarfulblast
Dimitri raised an eye at the man's ostentatious display of his wealth, but didn't argue with the man. Putting away the Moon-beam, he produced a pint and a half mug, filling it until a quarter way was left with a massive jug of Dwarven whiskey. He left the jug on the counter for FM to use at his discretion. If this man proved to be trouble and not able to handle his drink, Dimitri was ready. Underneath was a sawn-off shotgun, enchanted to break through any magical defense and sustained wounds. He gave a look to a nearby table of off-duty guards, who gave him a reassuring nod.

"Dwarven whiskey, sir. Enjoy," Dimitri answered, dipping his head slightly. "What brings you to my bar, of all places, sir?" He swiped the two bags with a quickness of hand that belied his stately posture. The gold had disappeared as quickly as it had been put down, tucked into the man's apron pockets. Grabbing a different rag, Dimitri applied a small amount of soap and water. He began to slowly wipe down the counter in small circular motions, starting at the end where the gnome and newcomer sat.

@WittyWolfFM chugs the whiskey, then smacks his lips,"Ahhh thats some good stuff right there. Why am I here? I am here because I had heard this was the best place to drink here in the Market. And because I could, I've always been a bit spontaneous with my actions. But don't worry I'm just here to drink." He takes a smaller sip of his whiskey.

@WittyWolf@Snarfulblast

- Buster McMincemeat -
"Hmph. Well I ain't no bee, and I don't want no weak honey mead. Gimme the strongest salt ya got." Buster shot out. He reached out to snatch the glass when he realized that the bartender hadn't let go.
"One of my policies, money up front for new customers, sir. It deters drinking and dashing." he said.

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Buster didn't have a response. He hadn't come across something like this in the past, so it wasn't preloaded in his cogwork.

No response found...
> Goto "Createnew resPonsE"

Create New Response:
Enter Data
> Humenn
> FrUendly
> Firm
> Well.liked
> Hard worrrrrking

Generating Outcomes...
...No preferable outcome found.

Fight or Flight?
> Flihgt

Generating response...
...Response generated.

Buster seemed to freeze for a second, a sound of whirling gears seemed to be coming from him, until he suddenly pulled his hands back away from the glass.
"Of course, wouldn't one any of them thieving rascals getting hold of the good stuff." he said, and began looking his pockets and patting himself.

"Now which pouch did I leave my cash in this time..." Buster said, sounding as if he was getting slightly worried. "Uh... This isn't good. It seems like it fell out. Again! It probably fell on my way here, I'll have to go look for it..."

Buster was about to hop down when somebody sat down on the stool next to him.

New Outcome Found
Switch to new outcome?
> Yes

"Hey, buddy, I seem to have dropped my money on the way here, mind giving me a loan?" he asked, acting slightly more friendly than his usual self.

@WittyWolf@Ebil Bunny"You actually gonna pay it back?" FM looks at the gnome sitting next to him,"Nah I'm just kidding. How much will it cost me to pay for the gnomes drink?" He looks at Dimitri.

Dimitri released the glass when the newcomer offered to pay for it. "It's an expensive liquor sir, but not a large amount, like your jug there. Five gold coins." When the strange noises started emanating from the small man, the barkeep raised one confused eyebrow, but that was the extent of his reaction. Was the gnome also mechanically enhanced? Why didn't he choose to get longer legs, making stools less of a challenge? That was none of his business however and went back to wiping the counter. His watchful eye never left FM though, expecting payment.

@WittyWolfFM puts down ten gold coins,"Keep the extra change. I make enough as.... well actually I can't say, due to an oath I took under government supervision." He finishes his sentence by shoving his drink into his face smothering the last part of his sentence.

@WittyWolf@Snarfulblast

- Buster McMincemeat -
"Thanks hat-guy, I owe you one." Buster said with a snap of his fingers, and took a sip of his drink. He smacked his lips and looked off into space, then nodded.
"I've had stronger 'stard, but it ain't bad," he said gruffly. "Six outa' ten, with an extra point for the magic hops."

Dimitri hoped no trouble would come from the mysterious man, who seemed to be involved in business he didn't want his business paired with. Yet, the man made no trouble and was remarkably better behaved than the irascible gnome. Addressing his miniature customer, "I aim to please, sir. I'm glad you enjoy it." Dimitri said with a self-satisfied half smile, before leaving the two drinking companions to chat as he moved down the counter. Soon it was spotless and the dark mahogany could nearly be used as a mirror, if one wished. Turning to FM, "Dangerous work, that. Young men like you should learn to get out before you get hurt."

@WittyWolf"It aint as dangerous as it sounds sir, well at least it ain't as dangerous as traversing the void and fighting the monsters that live there nasty twisted creatures they are." FM shudders at the thought of those creatures,"And it definitely not as bad as a four man squad versus an almost never-ending army of undead. Now that, that was a good fight." He sits there and reflects on that glorious battle.

@Snarfulblast

Dimitri looked at the man sideways, figuring his luck had finally ran out and a lunatic was sitting at this counter. "Right... well, I'll leave you to your whiskey and memories, sir." With that, he turned his back to deposit the man's money into his lock box. Dimitri was very cautious when it came to his profits, his very life blood. He hoped to retire when his parts were outdated and he was old and graying. He couldn't do that if he was known as an easy target.

Madeline gratefully accepted the sandwich. "Oh i'm so glad you asked. My story starts long ago one evening when my mother was eating a salad..." Her fascinating and thrilling story was interrupted by an unknown party. Mad took a bite of the sandwich, which was rather good, and nearly choked on it laughing. *Cough cough* "Ha! That's great! How long have you been chasing him around here for?" She watched the random pedestrian take to the roof and vaguely wondered, why is it always the roof? Maybe I should check mine later before it rains...
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