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TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

As he spoke she stared at him with a quizzical expression, her lips parted as if she was about to ask something but then she pulled back, releasing the thought with a little exhale.

Wording her reply carefully as to not invite the trouble of his experimentive nature, she thoughtfully replies.
"We have a wide range of foods, let me know what you like and I'll see what we have."

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

"Like you?" She question rhetorically, watching him deliberately damage the counter with displeasure. Despite knowing it would be fine, it still made her anxious and she fought to not interject.
"I hope only in appearance and not personality." She mumble under her breath, turning away.

"Can I interest you in a drink? What do the folk of Molkof drink? Perhaps some food? There's currently no chef so it will have to be something simple." The barmaid question as she headed over to a shelf of mugs.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

With a soft sigh she replies. "That all depends." After a moment of silence she decides to elaborate.
"Depends on who is painting or redecorating and well, if it likes it or not."
Her eyes wander around the room, over the current furniture and the odd decoration here and there.

"I know I've put some of those up myself but I'm not sure if it was by my will to do so or the taverns. I also can't be sure if that is what it looked like when I did it or if it has changed since then along with my memories."

She shrugs the thought away dismissing it and turning her gaze back to Julian, narrowing her eyes slightly taking him in.
"What I do want to know is why did it pick you up, where are you from?"

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

The barmaid has taken to leaning on the bar and watching. Her face still held a hint of that earlier frustration but it was now blended with a curiosity. Although, as she watched the display with complete nonchalance, it seemed her inquisitive mind was pondering something more than this magical newcomer.

Her gaze slowly looked to the places of wreckage and then back to the broken table. A faint smug curl forming in the corner of her lips.

"I'm afraid not. And that's not up to me anyway."

With a faint nod she gesture to the firm piece of wood in his hand as it started to reform back into its original shape. The damage undoing itself with every blink or wayward glance. The entrance hole he had made and much of the debris was already now gone, the damage attempting to slip from thought as easily as it did reality.

"Why even do magic when you have a nameless tavern?" She playfully tease.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@BunniesOfDoom

The soft playful smile slowly faded as lips pressed firmly together in frustration. She tracked their movements around the tavern with an increasingly incredulous glare, one that caused a furrow to her brows.

Gripping the broom tightly in a fist she turns away and slaps it down on the floorboards as she begins sweeping together the scattered debris.

"Oh, I imagine being unable to navigate in the air is much the same as being unable to navigate upon the winds of social etiquettes."
She snaps back, doing little to hide her feelings.

Fallout: Philadelphia - America's Cradle

Scrapper
Rail Clan of the C-6

S 8 REPAIR
P 3 SNEAK
E 7 MELEE
C 4
I 5
A 7
L 8

Reasons for leaving home

Sure living in an old underground rail station wasn't perfect, it was no vault after all, but it was a lot more than some others had. Having a clan, a community, a home.
He should have never brought that old damaged junk bot back, he was stupid to think he could reprogram it. But how was he to know what the raiders had done to it...
Either way, there were those in his clan that couldn't even look at him any more, and others that could barely restrain from attacking him on sight.

After one little lapse of judgment and after ignoring one simple order, he was no longer welcomed at his home.

But wow... who would of thought a reprogrammed mr handy could reap so much carnage.

Gear:
Makeshift motley heavy armor.
Tool belt and tools.
Welding goggles.
Faulty shock baton.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

After what seemed like forever...
Seeing that all was settled and hearing the newcomer was ok, the young wide-eyed barmaid stood up and dusted herself down.
"You are in a tavern that has no name." She reply flatly as she look about.
"I am glad you're ok." She added, collecting an old broom from nearby and then casually making her way over to the man, standing it before him.
"If your limbs are all working, you can clean up this mess."
Her words were firm and certain, her lips presenting a soft smile, and a mild curiosity shone in her eyes.

@BunniesOfDoom

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

So I'm so glad character sheets are optional cause I'm just kind of making this guy up as I go. The only thing I really know about him right now is that's he's a phoenix- thing. I don't really even have a name for him at the moment. I'm sure it'll come to me as I rp with him more. I might get some kind of drawing up for him soon too, maybe. Should be fun though!

@BunniesOfDoom

Hi and welcome!
Yea, sometimes people have someone in particular they want to bring in other times it's fun to start really minimally and build them along the way.
:)

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Years of working in the nameless tavern had instilled certain reflexes within young barmaid. Diving behind the bar at the first hint of catastrophic damage or explosions was one of them. So as soon as glass and flames started showering into the tavern, she found herself on the floor without thought.

Slowly as the sounds of commotion settled, she raised her head to peer over the counter. Wide eyes took in the sudden change of scenery and fell upon the still figure.

Without moving the called out. "Hey, you. Are you ok?"
She made no move to check on the newcomer, seeming quite content to stay sheltered behind the bar. Her mannerism and tone a vast contrast to the fine clothing she wore, telling of a lower class upbringing.

@BunniesOfDoom

Realms of Sun & Shadow

Still hovering...
Got a concept, struggling for art and keep rewriting the bio, but I'll get there eventually :)