Orgos simply bowed curtly before Vesta as his mother had taught him to do when meeting a proper lady. Though judging from the fight that was going, there wasn't a lot things that were proper here. "I do not blame you if you do not recognize me my lady, we only met briefly last night before you left me confused in the streets as what were your intentions and objectives back there." he made sure that all his words were spoken as respectfully as one person could... or as much as Orgos could, for he had never really learnt to talk proper too well, he was more focused on combat, more than anything.

When the word "...tame..." floated through his ear, he smiled mischievously and spoke in the same respectful tone, though one could sense a slight tinge of excitement in his tone. "I could help you taming whatever you wish my lady as a hunter and keeper of the woods, taming disrespectful creatures is..." he said, looking at the dragon woman cautiously should she find him calling her a creature insulting. "...one of my personal specialties." he says turning his sights back to Vesta, smiling, though still being cautious of the dragon woman.

However, a similar question popped up in Orgos' mind. Who was this woman she had been sparring with? He knew that dragons were prideful creatures and only very rarely they accepted masters, he assumed that the dragon was testing her strength to make sure that her own master was not a weak one... that much he could figure out by himself, but he wanted to know who this woman was in particular. "And who are you exactly, lady Zin?" he asked Zin, with a more faded smile, he knew dragons were powerful and he knew that fighting one would be a difficult battle indeed, so he tried to maintain a degree of respect, despite having just called her a creature.

Olipher glanced at his coin purse and lamented silently that a solid quarter of it had been scooped out cold heartedly. So much for city hospitality.. Rather than dwell on the fact that his kind gesture had amounted to nothing more than a waste of time. There wasn't even enough time to usher a proper sigh when some finely dressed young man casually came up to the table.
From his pockets the human produced some sort of device and rambled on about jobs and artifacts.. Things olipher might have been interested in had it not been for the ear destroying wails eminating from the strange metal device. Olipher gave a quick glance at his new drinking buddy and prayed they were thinking the same thing Ollie was..

"..."

Aleph had heard music like this once before when he was an infant, and subconsciously, he recognized this very song playing. But the unfortunate part about this was that all it did was remind him of... The Incident.

"YAMERO"

Suddenly panicked at the noise, Aleph jumped up to his feet, glaring at the strange device the man was using. "MAKE IT STOP. I AM ALLERGIC TO THAT NOISE!!!"

That was his que!

Olipher stood up and grabbed a single arrow from the quiver laying infront of him and roared his denial and rage into the air. The tip of the arrow stabbed down through the screen of the music player to violently pin it against the table as the Oni roared in helpless confusion and rage. The back of his hand shot out in an attempt to slap Alexander hard across the face as Olipher snatched his Bow and arrows.

With a grunt he planted both hands beneath the table and tipped it over, spilling the contents of Alephs food, the drinks, and even Oliphers coin purse, onto the floor in a clatter.

"SCATTER!" He shouted to his new found friend.

Olipher sprinted as fast as his legs could carry him to the door and kicked it straight off the sturdy hinges into the street, much to the surprise of the locals staring in awe at the black clad tavern dweller.
Before sprinting into the streets he made sure to turn and look at Eaze, giving the human a thumbs up of appreciation for his kind words.

To be quite honest, Aleph was not entirely sure what had transpired in the moment he was reeling from the banshee's scream, but he was thankful for his new friend, who seemed to be the reason the noise stopped.

But now they must run. Run so far away. Aleph did not need to be told to run, as he was already in the process of doing so. However, as he had gone to vault over the now-tipped table, he stumbled over the man who had once owned the bashee's scream.

"WE ARE LEAVING."

Turning back to Eaze, Aleph flipped the man off, as he had mistakeningly thought it to be some friendly gesture. Whoops.

Down the street ran Aleph and Olipher, huffing and puffing as they pumped their knees high with every running step, until the tavern and its occupants were well behind them. Only when they were finally starting to get winded did they both decide to stop and catch their breathe, Olipher glanced back the way they had come to make sure there was no unwanted pursuit.
While he disdained killing those who didn't deserve it, or earn him some coin, he wasn't above the concept of not killing.

Satisfied that they had not been followed he glanced at Aleph and nodded with both hands crossed over his chest.

"So what now. Anyone you know that can offer us a way to kill some time?"

Aleph sighed. He had wanted to eat more before vacating the tavern, but circumstances had prevented him from doing so. But there was no use crying over spilled tables.

"Hmm... I don't know. I am not exacly the most popular man." but then, something struck Aleph like a Ford truck. "Wait. Follow me, I know just where to go!"

Olipher smirked from behind his face concealing helmet at the bright prospects he had discovered here. Where would this man lead him to next?.

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"And throw his on my bill, too."

That made Ease smile for a second. Hell, he even chuckled from it. While his face returned to normal as he proceeded to lean up from his laid back position, his general mood was edited slightly. A bit of comedy was needed now, that was for sure. And as if to help him out further, a bartender passed a glass of orange juice over to the blonde man. Taking the glass and preparing to sip, he looked over to Duncan. "Thanks man, but no worries. I got the coffee co-."

Aaaaand before he could finish that sentence of gratitude, a man decided to stand up in protest of the treatment Blanc was getting and speak up against it. And there in came the internal face palm, he was doing the literal one thing Ease was trying to avoid. And before he could let out the classic sigh of annoyance, he then proceeded to pull out a flip phone and announce for help from adventurers.

"What the fu-?

And before he could finish, Aleph ended up standing up out of nowhere, screaming first some random language and then how he's allergic to that music. And then the Satan Horns put an arrow straight throw the flip phone that was playing some anime Japanese music. He proceeded to top that act by flipping the table and yelling "scatter" like a mob leader abandoning a deal when the cops show up, and gave a thumbs up over to Ease. Seconds afterward, Green Tights flipped Ease off and ran out of there with Satan Horns as fast as they could out the door. And what was Ease's reaction?

Stare at the entire sight trying to actually figure out what on Earth just happened. Oh and dropped his glass a beat after the entire escapade.

So to recap.(Warning, VERY extensive cursing)

Another person just revealed himself as a human from Earth while probably pissing off more bar people. The guy who literally looked like a medieval video game bad guy just pretty much pressed the "screw this shit I'm out" button and put an arrow through the Earth guy's cell phone. He then ran off with Aleph, who Ease's last remembered getting a swordswoman's sword rammed through his chest harder an faster than a beer bottle through a hillbilly's window. Which last time anyone checked, usually is pretty hard to, ya know, live through, which kinda confirms that a 3rd person has resurrect(possibly 4th if his Aya theory is right). And on top of all that, that this person is the guy in green god damn spandex, going around saying he was basically fucking medieval Evil Slaying Heroman, was the guy responsible for that bitch of a chest wound yesterday, and was trying to say that Henry god damn Ford, the bastard inventor of fucking cars, was an evil overlord of darkness who wants to TAKE OVER THE WORLD. AND THIS MAN WAS THE THIRD FUCKING CONFIRMED PERSON TO BASICALLY HAVE IMMORTALITY?!

Ease's reaction was incredibly telling as he dropped his glass of OJ.

"No no. Mmm. Mmmm. No no NO NO NO! NO *proceeds to get up* HELL NO! *starts walking past everyone and downstairs* NOO NOO! I REFU-NO! *opens door to room* no. *closes door surprisingly quietly* "

He isn't taking it very well.

The large hulking orc in armor seemed familiar to Zin part of her felt that she had seen the person before somewhere before, but she couldn't put her finger on who he was nor where she has seen him with all the events that happened yesterday. When he the knight attempted to pull Vesta away from the fight Zin yelled out at him." NO ! She's busy enough !"

As Vesta spoke with the smaller version of herself, she called the mini mimic a ' younger sister' then gave them a second title called Vivi. The second right after Vivi greeted the dragon lady Zin said something shocking." Vesta she looks so tiny and has boobs like we do." She wasn't very discreet on speaking her mind." I need to feel her know if she's not just a newborn hatchling wanting play adult." She reached out to Vivi with her mind set on groping her bosom as she did Vesta's, but soon the orc's words caught her attention and made her stop before she could attempt to spread her groping tendencies to the younger of the Celestia family. The dragon woman turned her attention to the Orc and ran a hand down one of her large horns." I'm judging to see if Vesta is worth of a dragon like myself, and I'd rather that I see if she's worthy right now than have to wait later and longer." The dragon woman gave her silver-haired ally another glance before she proceeded to jump on her bite her shoulder attempting to continue their battle, she didn't want the others attempting to stop or get into the fight as well. While she had her lips on Vesta's shoulders and her teeth partially dug into Vesta's flesh, Zin's nose came in contact with Vesta's musk and breathed it in deeply.

Kyojin let out a deep grumble as he was not called a professional, though really it was true without a weapon of his own or anything else, including armor... Not that he needed much given how tough he was as a giant but still it would make him look more professional apart from just wearing working clothes. "Either way, I hope some of that stuff holds something for me, even if I have to bring others along, I cannot keep working off gifts and free meals, no matter how good a friend I am"

He gave off a deep laugh before digging into his food, peering around at the others in the inn, the shock of having so many people here more so so many armed people.. "Why is there suddenly so many warriors? Something to do with that girl?" He asks before being reminded! "Did anyone find her by the way?"

As Aya walked past him he gave a vague reply by calling her miss and looking quite confused probably because she looked quite mad and annoyed. Aya did not react to his response in any way though and continued walking with her nose high up like she was some sort of princess.

She heard the sound of a sword being drawn and immediately turned around with a somewhat terrified expression to see him bowing down to her with his sword tip on the ground. Aya cleared her throat and looked a little more calm and collected now. She moved her arms over each other and gave Dante an annoyed look again listening to his words. It was all quite sweet that he apologised for something like that. If he wasn't there she would probably have been dead already so she would probably have been better if she apologised to him instead.

Aya turned her face to the side of the hall with her eyes closed definitly looking a little flustered by it. Her voice was stern but she had to say something right?



Aya turned her face back down at him looking a little more light hearted but still slightly mad.



Aya yelled a little at him with her face turning even more red. Why were people acting like this in this world. They were way to polite!

A few seconds later the all to known voice sounded again. It was already becoming a pain in the ass. She remember her from yesterday, the troublemaker in the inn, horrible. Aya her face cringed up from seeing her walk up to them and immediately hug Dante around his neck. She was gonna gag if this was going to go on for much longer.



Aya froze for a minute. Wait what did she just say before she got the word. Getting together with him! No way, fuck this, not in a melenia. He was way to violent! And to assume Aya was trying to hook up with him, death!



Aya took a full turn letting her hair swish in the turn quickly pacing away from the couple as she was looking quite mad and irritated while you could still hear her mutter in hate about that stupid Avery!



Maria reply back to her, she looked calm as it should be and was acting friendly towards Shiina. Shiina liked this person already.



Shiina didn't look all that bothered by the situation at all, she didn't display any emotion at all either. Shiina looked down at the book with somewhat empty eyes. It was still clear she was at least a little sad despites showing it all that much.

When Shiina mentioned the food out of random Maria almost instantly offered her to get some food in the city. Shiina looked up at Maria with a tiny tiny smile and gave a bright nod.



Shiina shoved the chair she was sitting on lightly towards the back and stood up making sure her skirt was alright by brushing over the back of it. She got the book she was reading and placed it carefully back on the shelve. It was pretty high up so she had to tiptoe but it didn't end in a catastrophe for this time. Shiina turned to Maria waiting for her to do something like leading them.



Ease sat back down at their table looking quite exhausted by the commotion as he mentioned coffee.



Yoshinobu let out an awkward laugh as Kondo walked up to the bar to make Ease some coffee. He put up some water to cook and grinded the coffee beans already.

Duncan was going at it with his meal devouring the entire thing in a few bites. Yoshinobu let out another awkward chuckle. What is with these people...

Yoshinobu glanced around the tavern and back at Duncan as he put up his hand. Yoshinobu looked like she was ready to answer his call and so it went. He asked for another plate of food for the elf girl behind him looking rather shy. Yoshinobu wanted to nosebleed but that would be unprofessional.



Yoshinobu cast a glance at Kondo seeing that he immediately knew what he had to do. Kondo gave an abrupt sigh but did what he had too.

Some guy walked in and disturbed the others by putting some tune up. It was quite an odd tune but it sounded good. Yoshinobu could recognize a few sounds here and there but it was weird to be cast out of such a small box. Oh well.

Atisha asked for two plates of breakfast too. Yoshinobu cast a sweet puppy face at Kondo who gave another sigh and pulled open his mouth yelling quite loudly for everyone to hear.



He pulled up three plates and a coffee bringing two plates to atisha and the coffee to Duncan. Kondo shoved the last plate into Yoshinobu her upper chest.



Yoshinobu looked a little confused but stood up with a kind smile on her face like she was back in action again. She had to punish him for doing this to her sometimes. Yoshinobu got up to the reluctant girl that wasn't really open to others it seemed. Yoshinobu gave her a somewhat shy smile while offering the plate to her.



Yoshinobu pointed to the spot next to the giant that was also sitting at their table. If anyone dared to look at her they would be launched out of the tavern by the giant. Most people knew already since they were regulars. Only a few didn't understand.

Then it broke loose, everything was going wrong by the music. Someone didn't like it and ruined the box of music while screaming and running away. The glasses fell, Ease was going insane again and it was a mess.

Yoshinobu ran up to the table and picked up the glass pieces as quick as she could looking quite worried about it.







At the wall of the alley Nick was making fanatical fighting noises so early in the morning. You could definitly hear him beating up something. He looked quite aggressive and violent right now definitly showing he was not in the mood at all.



He was holding onto something that looked like chains. He wasn't moving them though but more like holding them tightly so they wouldn't leave his hand. His arms were full of small wounds. They were all caused by a sword. There was also a small wound on his face. He loved his beautiful face so he couldn't forget that plumber bastard.

The soft crying of a girl could be heard under the mad kicking of Nick but she was too scared to even utter a word only able to cry. She was full of bruises likely from nick. The chain Nick was holding was to hold her close like some animal.



Sounded softly over the sobbing.

Alexander Sky

"Glad to see someone agrees with me," Alexander said. "And, as for strong hands and strong magic, I'm going to need resources to for my investigation and research, so it's best if we form a party, Sean -"

Then Aleph interrupted the proceedings with what was unmistakably Japanese, shocking Alexander, to the point that he was unable to act after what came next, which was his phone being stabbed with an arrow - he managed to avoid that because it was a stab, not a shot - and then him being slapped by the big guy in armor who was potentially an Oni - now that wasn't avoided - and Aleph yelling at him, although what Alexander focused on was the other man's East Asian looks, which weren't just a result of Lugnica's mixture of human races, it seemed.

"Sean!" Alexander shouted, "let's help clean up." And with that, he would try and lift up the flipped table, before leaving Sean to do the rest of the cleaning for a few minutes while he collected the dropped contents of Ollie's coin purse. Then, he would go back to helping Sean.

Yet despite this, the kid was angry. Angry at the big armored man who was potentially an Oni, angry at the Japanese human of the too-bright blessings, and angry at the near-destruction of his phone and his humiliation. But it didn't serve his interests to pursue revenge; he had a home to get to. He was still hurt and embarrassed and he hoped that he was going to meet them again some day.

Myst Neumann

Myst, his dozen mercenaries following in lock-step, would follow Nick's raging shouts and the girl's screams, hoping to finally encounter the gangster he heard so much about. And he would find him, doing some...wonderful things to an eighteen-year old girl with fine, long silver hair. He would then approach, dozen mercs still in tow, and clear his throat to get Nick's attention, before saying:

"I can't help but notice that you have a very pretty girl there that you want to get information out of. If you wish, I know where to find a dedicated torture dungeon where answers can be gotten out of her more effectively, for a small price..."

He then looked at Hamaguchi with an expression of utter lust, before turning back to Nick.

"Also, I can heal your face."

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Sean was honestly confused on what happened. To him, some dude seemed to have just gone on a rampage and then ran away with his friend because of a cell phone. Even in this world, that'd just be considered magic, which to Sean's knowledge was pretty common place, so he couldn't really grasp the reason for the meltdown. However he could recognize that the jerk had left a huge mess, and if he'd had to clean up a mess, he'd want help.

"I was already planning on it." He said in response to Alexander, before walking over to where the waitress was cleaning up. "You don't have to clean, I'll do it. His phone caused it, so we should be the ones who clean up." Sean stated before he began to clean, gathering up any remaining glass, as well as trying to clean up the food.

He just wanted to make friends, and it didn't seem to be turning out all that well. Maybe he would have been better off just getting hammered. Then again, he did seem to be doing well with Alexander.
@liferusher@Letter Bee

It was far too late for Ease's words to even reach her ear at this point. Already accompanying Atisha to another table where Yoshinobu, the employee of the bar was serving. Although she did hear him, sneaking a quick glance as she walked before sighing.

"Hey, could I get another order for my friend over there?"

The sound of a man resounded in her ear as she passed, she tried to look for the source but to no avail, it was only until a few minutes that Ease dropped by when he finally spoke and gestured:

"Ugh...I swear I need a seltzer. Or coffee." Ease spoke. "And throw his on my bill, too." Duncan added, not missing a beat as Ease sat down. Smiling at the gesture of the man that helped both her acquaintance, Ease, she would look forward, hoping not to fall behind Atisha as their gossips run around.

"...we're already here." said the armored Elven woman. The snow elf didn't mind Alexander who was playing random music all of a sudden as he entered the bar. She thought it was rather odd that some stranger would just defend Elven rites, it's just outright embarrassing if he doesn't intimidate the men and women around. For now though, she was relieved. As soon as her fellow elven companion had asked. Though Yoshinobu only picked up two out of the commotion. Blanc didn't blame her, the bar was kind of noisy so she ought to split the food with her spirit contract, Tundo.

"It's getting rather crowded in here. Perhaps we could eat our meal in peace elsewhere? If you can find somewhere quiet, I'll bring the food to you." Blanc would look to Tundo then back at Atisha, with a relieved smile she would nod at her and gesture her outside. I doubt she'd hear her rather "squeaky, shy" voice around a tavern that's loud and obnoxious.

She lead the way of course, with Tundo following her. Exiting the entrance casually before looking back at the elven woman, telling her to meet just across the alleyway barely in sight. She had her food with her of course, and they weren't supposed to leave with the plates. "Hopefully there are seats and tables just outside the tavern..." She would say telepathically towards Tundo. The wolf would growl, telepathically responding with: "It was wise to get out of there, inviting your tough acquaintance outside could also guarantee your protection from discriminators walking by.

Fortunately there was a four-seater table just left of the entrance as the two took the seats beside each other, waiting to Atisha to arrive right after placing her own plate on the table just in between the both of them.

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Grian Rothfell_

@Delta44

By the time Grian reached teh top of the hill, he could already see the sun's crest as it was slowly rising up againts the horizon. The light hit his eyes, and he turned away for a second, holding onto Emile not to let her fall by the sudden motion. It took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust, and when they did, he spotted his house. The are was littered with mansions of many sizes, but none smaller than the biggest buildings in the slums. Decorated with carvings on the stone walls and pillars, anda dored with fancy crafted iron fences, everything around these parts showed luxury. Neatly cut hedges laid further within the spaceous compounds of the buildings, with many of them already buzzing with gardeners ready to cut off the few milimetres that disturbed the even grass. A few guardsmen in huts next to the giant gates glanced at Grian and then at Emile, but they didn't give much attention to them. Grian was already feeling tired, his legs starting to go sore as he carried Emile. It was an extra weight that he knew would affect him over time, but now it felt like the worst decision, purely because of his tiredness. But the white walls of his place filled his heart with comfort, and his muscles with the necessary energy.

The iron gates slowly opened as grian pushed them inwards. They turned with a silent sqeaking noise, as if welcoming the owner of the home. Grian never felt so comfortable opening these twin doors before in his life. As soon as he took two steps in, his two other friends already welcomed him. From the right side of the mansion came running two white and furry wolves, howling with excitement and joy. The first one jumped up on Grian's chest, almost making him lose his balance. The other one sniffed around Emile, and started growling viciously as he sniffed the girl. The other one currently leaning against Grian also joined in on the growling, and inspected the sleeping girl. Grian whistled twice in a low tone, bringing the wolves attention to him. "She's a guest, so you guys better be nice to her!" The wolves slowly moved away, and with after some patting from Grian they left with curious looks.

The twin oak doors opened on their well oiled hinges, revealing a long corridor with many coats hanging from the walls, and shoes lining the other side. Carefully painted artwork hung from the walls, and potted plants lined teh edges of the hallway. Grian walked past everything, and opened the second double door ont eh far end of the room.

It opened into a grand hall with a huge table that was surrounded by tables. It was clear of any dishes, only a few dim candles were burning in the silence of the shadowy room. The sun failed to illuminate the large windows just yet, as the beams of light were trapped by the velvet curtains that hung above the grandiose glass. Two staircases lined the right side, leading up to the second floor. Grian slowly moved up, his legs giving away with every step that he was closer to his bed. He took another step. Halfway up the stairs. He took another one. Now it seemed like he was where he was a step before. He took yet another step, making very slow propgress.

By the time he reached the top of teh stairs, he felt like an eternity has passed since he started. He almost crashed into the first door in front of him, opening into a small, but carefully decorated and caressed room. Not much furniture, but the few that were inside showed signs of expert craftsmanship. A single french bed, and two smaller nightstands on either side. Lastly there was a desk and a wardrobe in the room on. Grian walked to the bed, and slowly lifted Emile from his back. She seemed asleep, so Grian gently put her down on the bed, and walked to the desk. On a piece of paper he scribbled the words "Meet me in the hall just down the stairs when you wake up."

Then without the weight of Emile, Grian himself hastly made his way into his own roon, closed the door, and crashed down onto teh bed and quickly fell asleep.

Yoshinobu rushed over to the bar dumping a lot of glass by the trash already and ran back with a broom and dust can but with the two boys in the way right now she wouldn't be able to clean up anything.



She flashed a small smile at the two of them before heading back towards her own table.



He kicked the poor cat girl as hard as he could, tons of weeps and cries came out of the poor thing with no end in sight. Before he could give the cat another kick he heard him being called out. With wide open eyes and his teeth gritting against each other he pointed his sight at the man walking up to him.



He was saying something about Hamaguchi and how pretty she was and such. Creepy as fuck. He gave the man an 'are you kidding me look' but proceeded.

Alexander Sky

Alexander would take the broom and the dustpan, feeling slightly better now. Aleph and Ollie's actions still stung, and he wasn't sure he could forgive them immidiately, especially as they didn't ask for forgiveness, but he wanted to be a good person, and a good person can distinguish between major and minor slights, and this was the latter, and can be ignored if nothing can be done about it and there are bigger objectives to take on.

He just had to remind himself of that.

Once he was finished sweeping the floor, further calming down thanks to the quiet routine, he would empty the contents of the dustpan on a nearby wastebasket, or wherever Yoshinobu directed him to. Then, he would turn to Sean and say:

"All right, chores are over. I'd talk to the other patrons here, especially the Elf with the blue wolf, but I have this plan; basically, did you know the Iron Bell Knights are hiring mercenaries?" Basically, Alexander was suggesting that they accept the offer of a contract, as well as get themselves in good with the law.

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Myst Neumann

"I need information, you claim to need information but your looks say you want revenge," Myst ironically showed investigative skills on par with Alexander here. "Well, I can help you with your vengance if you give me the info I need." After a pause, he would continue.

"I've heard news that you got into a skirmish with some foolish do-gooders with unknown origins but some talent, and that you not only survived, but prevailed. Well, I have an interest in those do-gooders, and I believe I can help you get your pound of flesh from them." A smile.

"And, again, I can have your captive placed in a professional torture dungeon if you so please..." Another meneacing look at Hamaguchi.

@liferusher@Lucius Cypher@Noodles

Sean quickly finished cleaning up, yet despite that felt really terrible about the mess that was made. Furthermore, the lady who seemed to work at the tavern was so nice about it and that really didn't help. Honestly, Sean might prefer her to be mad, it wasn't fair that they made such a mess. Some people were just too nice. He wiped off his hands with a handkerchief, noticing he cut up his hands a bit on the glass. Whoops, that wasn't too good. He'd have to be more careful next time.

"That's a good idea, Alex, I always wanted to be a knight. Once you're done talking to whoever you need to, we can go I think they went outsidr. The girl was really cute by the way, are you trying to hit on her you sly dog? Way to beat me to it. We can talk to them on the way out ." Sean replied with a smile. Being a knight seemed fun. You got paid to protect people and got a cool title and everything. It was the bees knees in his opinion. Like being a movie star or something, just one prepared to defend the lives of others. Before they left however, he walked up to the lady who worked there. "I'm really sorry about the mess. You can have this." Sean removed around three cans of peach juice from a bag he was carrting and placed them on a nearby table before walking out with Alex.

"Today seems like it'll be very productive." Sean commented as they exited. Once Alex spoke to whomever he needed to, he'd continue walking.
@Letter Bee @liferusher

"Heh..."

The Elf in question had heard him and, in spite of all the stares, leers and muttered jeers... began to smile a bit. Despite his trademarked brand of pluck and gruffness, Duncan couldn't help but grin a little himself at having found a small, simple way to brighten up her morning just that little bit as he turned his attention back to Ease.

Sometimes it was the little things...

"Hey, staring at the Elf like Basilisks is not a good way to set the mood for drinking; don't you guys have better things to do than treating women badly!?"

'Oh, for fuck's sake.'

And then some kid just waltzed in and started loudly pontificating to everyone, guilty or not, about Elven Rights. Very possibly undoing the little smile he'd gotten out of the timid girl by devoting the entire bar's attention to her.

But the lad was not done yet...

"Let's just listen to some music instead, so that we can drink better! In fact, I have a tune just for this occassion!"

And then he pulled out a tablet and the freakin' Gurren Lagann theme began to play. Loudly.

"I agree, don't you people have something more productive to be doing then sitting around sulking that someone's different? Dicks."

And, oh look, there was another.

"Ease..."

He began, but was summarily cut off as a very familiar looking man in green tights began to scream. Not familiar in the 'Have we met' kinda way, he realized as his jaw dropped slightly, but more in the 'I closed the eyes on your corpse, covered your face to give you some semblance of dignity and gave you Last Rites last night, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU STILL DOING ALIVE?' kinda way.

And then some big Sauron-looking motherfucker started screaming too, flipping a table, ramming an arrow into the first kid's device and then straight-backhanding him across the face before kicking down the door and booking it into the daytime streets with his spandex-clad companion.

"Ease... do you believe this shit?"

The Alaskan, of course, responded in his own special way.

"No no. Mmm. Mmmm. No no NO NO NO! NO *proceeds to get up* HELL NO! *starts walking past everyone and downstairs* NOO NOO! I REFU-NO! *opens door to room* no. *closes door surprisingly quietly* "

The bald man, for his part, just stared after his blonde compatriot with a blank expression... before picking up the coffee he'd abandoned without so much as touching.

"Well. Guess not." He deadpanned, before taking a sip.

'Well, small miracles. At least nobody else is acting-' His thoughts were derailed as a very large, apparently very drunk man slammed his fists down on his table and stood up, apparently having deduced the cause of all this ruckus as he began stomping towards where he last saw the Elf. '...Awww, shit.'

Gulping down the rest of Ease's coffee, Duncan stood and moved to intercept the man and, being sober and somewhat more nimble, managed to catch him before he could quite clear the tables, lifting his hands in a calming gesture.

"Hey, Bud..." He started, calm and unphased even as the drunkard who towered over all five and a half feet of him stopped and stared down upon him with pure murder in his eyes "She just wanted some food. If you wanna be mad, be mad at the guys who actually trashed the place."

His words were immediately met by the man's massive backhand meeting him in the face and the crunching and snapping of bone. None of them his, he noted, staring down at the floppy flesh-sack of broken bone that resembled a hand with the same silently dumbstruck expression as it's owner.

"...The fuck?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth did the injured and now very frightened man begin to scream.

"Hey man, woah, calm down...!"

-CRACK!-

For his trouble, his subject got hold of a full bottle of some unknown liquor off one of the tables and broke it over his head... eliciting no more damage than a slight hiss and a few growled profanities from the bald man as he now had what, as it turned out, was rum in his eyes.

"What are you...? What the hell are you?!" The increasingly shaken and increasingly sober man demanded, his lip trembling slightly as he took a step back, cradling his broken appendage close to his belly.

"Well, at the moment, I'm pretty fucking confused." Duncan responded with a hiss, wiping the alcohol out of his eyes "Annoyed. Covered in booze. But mostly confused. Now would ya calm down for a minute and-"

-CRUNCH!-

Aaaannnd, he was now covered in dust and bits of wood. The man had found a chair this time.

Duncan winced only slightly and began to growl.

'Okay. Mad now.'

"-Stop. Breaking shit. OVER MY FUCKING HEAD!"

With a step forward, Duncan gave the man a firm shove, intending to put the man on his ass. What he got instead was the rapidly retreating sight of the man's terrified face as he hurtled straight backwards through the tavern, out the empty doorway and across the street, careening into a fruit stand.

For a moment, the Celtic Canuck could only stare at his former 'opponent's whimpering form across the street, covered in crushed produce as passing city-dwellers ran over to see if he was alright... which logically led them to look back to where he came from, staring right at the short bald guy with the out-stretched hand in the tavern.

His eyes shifted back toward his hand. Finding it, surprisingly, still to be the same amalgam of skin, muscle and bone he'd always known.

'What. The fuck.'

After a very long pause he was brought back to reality by a repressed cough by one of the patrons, raising his eyes he found all of them staring at him in a mix of shock and awe. And why wouldn't they? He was standing there covered in a layer of booze and sawdust and just hurled a man thrice his size out the door with all the effort it took to open a stubborn door.

"I... uhh..." He called out to Yosh, clearing his throat slightly and uncharacteristically quiet as he spoke, clearly a bit unsettled by what just happened. "I'll be upstairs getting cleaned up... I'll settle my bill when I come back down."

He slowly took a step back, then turned and headed for the stairs.

"...Sorry about that."

Alexander Sky

"Nah," said Alexander, "she has a wedding ring. Lugnican weddings are similar enough to 'our land's' that stuff like rings can be easily recognized. Not that she isn't beautiful, though, her husband must be lucky. Either way, let's apologize to the Elf." And with that, he would walk towards Blanc...only to find a bald-headed man pushing a drunkard out of the tavern with what can only be superhuman strength. Said superhuman strength was caused by a blessing so bright that it had prevented Alexander from registering the fact that the man was wearing an Earth undershirt with Earth suspenders and what were unmistakably uniform pants and riding-boots.

"Some investigator I am," Alexander said as he fought the eyestrain given by the brightness of the man's blessing, trying to record details of his facial expression, his bearing, and his lean and mean muscles. There was a tattoo that further confirmed his Earth Origins (Scottish Regiment? Awesome!), and of course, his bare arms, shoulders, and the small of his back were covered in scars from gunpowder, knife, fire, and a dozen military-related concepts.

Instantly, he knew what to do.

"Sean," the boy was about to make a request, "can you apologize to the Elf with the blue wolf for me? I need to talk with our Scottish friend here." This time, he would not give the blond man any opportunity to refuse - not that he would have a reason to - as Alexander would go to Duncan, and, setting himself before the guy, bow his head slightly, before saying:

"I must apologize. It seems that in my unseemly haste to make things better, I ended up making things worse. But, sir, it seems that we may be bound by common interests and origins, and despite my childish recklessness, it seems that we have much to offer each other...especially as you seem surprised that you have superhuman strength, yet I can see the glow of Magic on you."

I should do something Sherlock-like - the version set in a modern setting, which I didn't find the time to actually watch, and ask him whether he got his scars in Iraq or Afghanistan.

"Also, I may know of a place to gain gainful employment; I've heard rumors that the Iron Bell Knights of Lugnica are hiring mercenaries for 'support'. They might use someone like you..."

Alexander tried to keep his face calm and his speech even...just as he was blatantly ogling Duncan's hot body.

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Sean wasn't happy with Alexander at the moment. One second it seemed like they were gonna be a cool team, like batman and robin or the wonder twins(he'd be the cooler wonder twin, Alex could turn into water and stuff), basically a dynamic duo. Except Alexander wanted to send him off to go apologize on his own? That was rough, and cruel. Apologies were a good thing of course, Sean knew that. It's just that they were awkward as all hell. No problem Alex, I'll go apologize, you admire the body of a living weapon that just backhanded someone into last week Sean thought to himself. Although he was always glad to help, he was just really bad with apologies, he was always sincere, but they just sounded so bad, he really hoped the Wolf girl liked peach juice.

Sean walked outside alone and started looking around the vicinity, looking for the elf girl, and found she was just to the left of the exit. She seemed to be eating with someone who looked rather fearsome. That was always a good plus. "When I said today was gonna be productive, I didn't expect I'd be apologizing all by myself to a pretty elf girl, her blue wolf, and some shady figure." Sean said lightly to himself before walking over to the table.

"Excuse me, I'm really sorry for bothering you but I'd like to apologize. Looking back, I don't think it was my place to be so... loud in there, nor does the guy who played some ridiculous music. I think it might have brought more unwanted attention to you, and I'll do whatever it takes to make up for it. Do you like peach juice?" He asked with a nervous laugh, still not recognizing peaches probably have a different name.
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Mithril held in his disgust, trusting the iron mask he was wearing to properly prevent this 'chastity' from seeing his disdain. From the moment they had crossed paths it was 'lady' this and 'my lady' that. It was enough to drive the swordsman insane but the golden sword thrummed in his mind and soul to deny him to pleasure of speaking of his true feelings.

So I'm a pawn with freedom but no words of my own? How typical..

DO AS YOU ARE TOLD.

Mithril winced but showed to physical twitch or reaction to the mental prodding. Instead of he chose to do the more respectful gesture, seeing as the man called Chastity had saved his life and could likely take Mithrils if he chose to. Standing up and offering a respectful but rather short bow, Mithril extended his hand calmly and shared a brief shake of mutual trust with Chastity. It was often considered ill treatment if a swordsman did not offer his sword hand in greeting. One such instance in the past had insulted a blade master and landed Mithril in a rather chaotic duel not long after.
A mistake he had not repeated since.

"I am Mithril Blackblood. Wielder of the Golden Blade." Reaching back, he grasped the hilt of the silk wrapped sword and removed it from his back to better show it to his host. "Mine is but flesh and blood.. Commander of no power but my own skill and training.." Quietly he left unsaid just how long ago he had trained. "The artifact you see is what you desire.."

The sword guided his words carefully as it detailed its powers for chastity, secure in its own hubris that should things go sour it could kill this man or find a new host. Though Mithril silently agreed that the mans fanaticism would not allow him to bring harm to the sword. The conversation flowed easily between the two (technically three) entities as Chastity and Mithril seated themselves and exchanged what little bits of information the two deemed worthy of sharing.

At last Mithril and the Sword decided it was time to jump to the conclusion.

"You speak of us as an allegiance and friend but you have yet to reveal the purpose you have in mind. We have wandered this world, seen its riches, and plundered many secrets. We spread chaos wherever we tread. Will you chain us here with you like a trophy."

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Dante looked confused when he told him not to do kneel like that. Embarrassing, how is this embarrassing? he thought to himself must be some kind of cultural issue from this jilpan place she from. Nevertheless, Dante decided to respect her request. Then the maid girl mentions Avery and him being a couple. "Couple?" He asked her out loud with a brush on his face. Dante couldn't help but wonder if he wanted to really explain what he discovered last night. He was about to explain to the deal to Aya but sudden Aya snap at what Avery told her. "Hmmm...you seem to pissed her off." He told Avery kind of calmly before looking back him. "Also can you kindly GET OFF MY BACK!" He yelled at him.

Kurokono walked into the inn, only to see someone cleaning glass shards on one corner. Seems to him that he had missed the most interesting part by a few minutes. But its a good thing for him, since the scene of a bar alone makes him feel out-of-world, considering how most of his drug arrests back in 'his era' would happen in dark places like this (He still thinks that he had time travelled to the Sengoku Jidai). But still, there is no such thing as drugs in the Samurai era, definitely~ He took a seat beside Kyojin, stating casually, "One bowl of Ramen please~"

A place like this would sell Ramen I'm sure ~ Kurokono thought, as he tries to recall what had happened last night. But first thing first, he need an archer to challenge Nick, the style of Nick's magic is literally a hard counter to Kurokono's melee style of fighting. Nick's blood is a flammable one, so sniping it from afar is a good way to kill him without any risk of damage. And he has a bad feeling on what will happen later in the slums, a hunch that things would go worse from later on. That guy says that he works alone, but now to think of it, its pretty unlikely to him.

"Sigh..." Kurokono rubbed his head to ease himself of those unnecessary worries. Its not as if things would go worse, after all its not like he did anything bad, so things would get better, totally. "So miss, do you know where's the nearest temple? 'cause I'm thinking of sending offerings to the Gods for some peace of mind ~" Kurokono asked, as he's pretty sure that people from the 'old era' worship the same gods ~

The giant looked longingly at the breakfast that he had created, the small tower of bread roll and the bacon and eggs that he was allowed. Oh how he was going to enjoy such a meal, for some reason that morning he was feeling damn hungry for some reason, likely the odd things he saw the night before... With a sigh he grabbed and raised the roll to his lips, but at the very moment he did the loud crash drew him away from it! Really he was not the body guard of the place but he sure felt like that with how many times his intimation kept the peace, still normally it was late at night.

"Everything alright?"

The giant spoke up in a clear and loud tone, slowly he lowered the sandwich down and slowly turned his head to follow Yosh to where the noise was coming from, not to mention the issue that may have arisen. Thankfully despite everything that happened within that small window it seemed like the woman, who he could agree was scary at times, had calmed everything down. She was right to think that he would have helped take care and throw people out who did not know the rules, but with all the new people that was starting to look more and more likely. With another sigh he turned back, and welcomed the people that Yosh said could sit next to him, he knew that he worked as a deterrent for anyone that wanted to pick on people, after all who was dumb enough to pick on a giant?

"Kondo, any news from the castle about all these new people? Information is more your thing than mine.. Also, you alright Yosh? Need any help with... all this?"

That poor jukebox did nothing to anyone, but he hoped that it was not beyond repair which he was sure that Kondo had a way to fix it, not to mention make people pay for it... Sometimes he swore the man had criminal connections, but as his friend he made sure not to pry into it. Still it seemed at least one of the people were willing to pay for what he did, which gave him time to take a bite relaxing bite out of his sandwich! However just as he was finishing up his bite what looked like a warrior sat beside him, causing him to raise a brow but smile, as he could respect someone like this despite the strange looking armor. The man who towered over the samurai turned towards him to speak.

"Ramen? I have never heard of that before, but the other food here is pretty good. Are you some kind of sell sword good warrior? Ah! Kondo what about that weapon I talked to you about?"