@PaintLynn
Alex watches, then attempts again, this time a little better.

@Alisdragon911@Azereiah@Pineappletumble@Kurisu Shiruba
Things were starting to make a little sense. Apparently this tavern simply travels through dimensions without rhyme or reason. Doorman must have stumbled into it by pure chance... probably. He took a quick glance around the room, patrons looked like they wanted drinks and he was holding them up. He just had one more important question to ask the barmaid.
“Is it possible to get back to my dimension?”

Before Doorman had a chance to get a response a blinding light hit him like a flash-bang. Recoiling, his hands instinctively go to cover his eyes in an fruitless attempt to help. When his sight finally returned to normal he sees a... witch? Well she had a witche's hat, what else could she be, apart from not very happy to be here. She was surrounded by luggage and, what Doorman assumed was a familiar of some kind. While his brain was still processing this, The front door to the tavern opened. Standing there taking in the scenery was a light haired person in some kind of ninja getup.
“Well, this is one hell of a day.” The far too sober cowboy says to himself.

@Overlord24
"See practice makes perfect!" She grins proudly

@PaintLynn
"Mine is a long way off from perfect." Alex says setting the one he made down.

@Overlord24
Giggleing Paint picks up the one Alex had made, and set it on her head "true, but it's not as bad as your first one!"

@PaintLynn
"Yeah. You should see some other, 'First ones' I've made, they are cringe worthy." He says with a chuckle.

The girl looked at him for a moment, pondering if she should tell him about the power she showed. Could he be looking for a weakness? A way to recreate such an admirably strong flame? Upon further inspection of his facial expression she determined that he was merely curious about her fire. "It's genetic. A part of who I am. I am the only being able to create it and manipulate it." She explained, carefully lighting up a small ball in the palm of her hand, holding it out to him. It's colours shifted like that of a natural flame, but it remained in the perfect sphere it had formed in.

There were others climbing a tree not too far away, though she had not been paying too much attention to them. Her gaze shifted for a moment, listening and looking for any possible danger in the wood, though she found nothing. Tuning out the various chatter from inside of the Tavern she looked at the wood elf as his own gaze lay secured on the flame.

When Chris finished his inspection, he searched for a waiter or a bartender and politely asked for a glass of soft drink.

Being not the most sociable person around, the young ninja decided to remain there, silent, drinking his cola until someone started a conversation.

@POOHEAD189@Kurisu Shiruba@Pineappletumble@Azereiah@Alisdragon911

Jet had noticed another person who she had no recolection of waving over at her. Barely tempered to wave back she looked at the barmaid again. Still conversing with the cowboy looking man. With a off tip of her hand, waving it slightly as if to allow the woman, if she payed a glance at the costomers, that she wanted a drink. Slightly lost in hougt a bit to much to notice the fairy boy glancing at her. Watching everybody silently was a consentating task.

A flash of light made her shield her eyes against her arm. Visible distressing her until it dispated which she gave its source a in please frown. The loud, obnoxious, banging the followed suit only worsened her temper as she half heartedly watched the witch and what seemed to be her followers.

When the with seemed to get her barigs another person had strode into the tavern. His eyes filled with wonder and awe as he stared at the decorations and funarture. She really wished she'd stayed outside but she had the happening to figure out if she could find somewhere safe. That wasnt something to come soon yet she hoped. A sigh excaped her lips as she continued her watching of people.

" Vodka.. I need another vodka."

@ViolentViolet
Now able to properly study the flame up close the world seemed to fall away around Koru, he had seen many mages able to manipulate fire amd even give it a hue such as the one before him. There was something different about this flame before him, its colour looked natural as odd as that sounded, the way it danced in the cold moonlight air this was no magic spell it must be as she said something in her genetics.

"Fascinating..." almost whispering, the magic involved was more than a spell, it was closer to an extension of herself.

Koru's hand scribbled notes and crude images onto his page at incredible speeds never once letting his gaze drop from the orb as if it would disappear if he looked away. The characters scrawled by the wood elf would make little to no sense to few, it mostly looked like an elven child had been mashing their language together crudely on paper.

"So I take it you aren't entirely human" Koru's eyes content with their fill tear themselves away from the flame at back to the woman holding it. A nagging thought that sounded an awful lot like his father kept him from asking further without proper introductions. "Koru Elerren, at your service" he gave a mock curtsy as best he could sitting down.

@Kurisu Shiruba@Song Book@Continuum

"Yes, you can return back to your dimension. We can talk later if you want," Ayeka skays as she turns the floor into a icehouse surface. She skates overto the guy dress as a ninja to refill his glass of soda. Then she skates over to the bar, she notices a rocker chick or a fan of a music group. "Sorry for taking my time, what can I get you? You are bleeding, let me heal you." Ayeka says as she reach for the medical box, she glance over at the witch to see if she need a room or a drink.

Noticing that the waitress refilled his glass, he had nothing but a gentle smile of gratitude. "Oh, most pleased."

Ben was about to say something to Tic as a flash ripped through the tavern and his senses. On pure instinct (once he realized it wasn't something menial) he kicked his chair out and ducked under the table, awaiting his senses to return. Once they did, he realized that...everything seemed to have remained the same. He guessed that wasn't a flashbang, and he popped back up on the chair to notice everyone now in different places at least. The Elf was healing the bleeding woman and the Cowboy was in the same place, and there was a Ninja here as well. He blinked, and massaged his ears. "Hey Tic, does that happen often?"
He noticed everyone glancing every which way, and despite his introverted nature, he was almost about to suggest everyone putting a few tables together.
@Alisdragon911@Pineappletumble@Kurisu Shiruba@Continuum

@Alisdragon911

She would growl at the barmaid elf girl pulling away from her at her last sentance.
" No. Vodka over ice please."

Her arm would painfully hide behind her back her hair rapidly changing shades towards a darker color. She didn't need help from a random woman. All she needs is something to clear her head.

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The seven fluorescent squidlike creatures, each a different color of the rainbow, were still in Marissa's face, making a variety of gurgling noises and rapidly snapping their teeth open and closed. They weren't really coping well with the sudden disconnection from the rest of the hivemind - and they certainly weren't coping well with being reduced suddenly to subhuman intellect. It was probably the single most terrifying and angering thing they had ever experienced in their seven lives. Marissa sought to defuse them before they did something stupid like burn this place down, whatever it was.

"Alright. Fine. I'm sorry. Is that better? No? Didn't think so. I'll try to figure out where we are. Try not to piss anyone off - I'll be back. You can sleep in this duffel bag until I get back."

The seven each blinked their 'mouths', revealing a single large eye between their fanged teeth, and 'smiled' at Marissa (which, due to their strange monocular physiology at this moment made them look very, very angry). They blinked a second time and the eyes were gone, with their normal mouths in the same place. The seventh spoke for them, having elected itself as their mouthpiece.

"Fine."

All seven floated down into the comfortable-looking green duffel bag, which Marissa promptly zipped behind them. They might be extraplanar freaks, but they wouldn't be able to escape from the bag. They didn't need to breathe, eat, or drink, anyway, so Marissa figured that it should be okay. Having contained what were probably now the least useful companions in existence, she set off towards the bar, leaving the massive heap of luggage behind.

She sat next to the first person she saw at the bar (in this case, the barmaid) and asked, "Where are we? And is there somewhere I can stay nearby?"

She hoped that her steel-grey skin and plus-shaped pupils didn't creep out the locals, most of whom seemed to be a filthy shade of creamy whiteyellowpink. She would have to investigate the reason for their unusual coloration and eye construction.

@Kurisu Shiruba@POOHEAD189@Song Book@Azereiah

Ayeka just nods at the ninja in a polite way, as she did not know if Ben needs a stronger drink than Dr. Pepper. She turns back to the rocker chick, "coming right up." She puts ice in a glass than pours vodka into the glass. Ayeka puts the glass in front of the rocker chick before turning to face the women with the witch hat. "You are in a tavern in a different dimension and yes you can stay in a room." Ayeka pulls out a key with number 14 on it and puts it on the counter.

@POOHEAD189
"Not exactly that" Tic sounded as if he was almost question himself "Something does usually pop up out of nowhere and cause a scene but this one hasn't killed anyone" he paused for a moment remembering that a person did come out of this one "yet"

He quickly checked the right sleeve of his jacket, a familiar metal cylinder was in-fact still there, at least they didn't take that off him in the medical room upstairs. Tic knew a telescoping staff wouldn't do much to even the playing field with some teleporting street shaman but it was calming enough for him to ease back into his seat.

"So you know her?" Tic gestured to the plain woman who had just gotten her Vodka and relaxing into his seat yet again and finishing off his The Dwarf Toss, he was going to need something a lot stronger.

(First post, I figure why not jump in feet first? It's been a long time since I've done this, sorry if my writing isn't too great.) Anthony was tired, and decided that a tavern may be just the remedy. He opened the door and walked inside, looking for a corner to sit in. He took his seat and pulled out a deck of playing cards. Fifty-two parts were working together in harmony between his fingers as he idly executed spring after spring, shuffles, and cuts. "Anyone fancy some entertainment, in exchange for a drink?", he called out, hoping to save some cash.

@Alisdragon911
"Thanks. "
Her mutter was less untrusting as she swirled the liqour in her glass watching slowly at the ice melts. Sipping on her drink quickly as she watched a new man walk into the room. @Ionalien sitting himself In a corner seat shuffling cards. His annoucentment of ' entertainment for drinks didn't surprize her. Who would play with cards at a tavern without offering a service. She wouldnt be the one to go see what he could do. She had a good view of it from her own seat if anyone else tried.

Anthony attempted to make eye contact with @Song Book. He had noticed her watching the cards. In an effort to entice her (and her coins) he started doing more complicated cuts, vanishing and reappearing cards as well. Surely, if not her, someone will enjoy this?