Lady Selune

No Hope, No Glory, No Problem - A No More Heroes RP

"Vhell zhen. Zhat is not somezhing zhat you see all zhe time." Nonetheless, she remained unphased, taking a sip of her drink and wiping away the head of foam with her tongue. It was a pretty shit beer, but it was cold, so she could live with it. She hadn't expected a good German weissbier here anyway, so the flavour was appreciated. Apparently the man exploding into blood and the other one shattering a window were a bit impatient, despite both of them being late. If you paid attention to the grumblings of the agent that was. Eyeing the one that had blurred over the table, she just barely inclined her head in recognition, even as he held a pint of vodka.

"Hopefully it vhas zhe kind of business zhat one can celebrate aftervards." She paused, before her head perked up as she heard someone order... An apple juice. "Zheems razer tame, if I might zhay so?" Not that the flavour wasn't bad, she had enjoyed good apple juices before, but perhaps something harder was in order.

["He's smarter than you. He knows to keep himself thinking clearly an- AAGH!"] She let out a cordial smile as the demon recoiled from her mind again, before walking to the black man. Biting her lip at the idea of having to be tutored by... Well... Him, she had to instead take another drink to repress her instincts. No good burning bridges that were only scaffolding now.

♠♥♣♦ Welcome to Wonderland (CLOSED FOR NEW REBOOT) ♢♧♡♤

@Akayaofthemoon

How long has Allison been in Wonderland?

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@Akayaofthemoon

OH SHIT WE STARTED AND MY BRAIN TUNED IT OUT.

Civilization - A New End (2.5)

@Chenzor

AAAAH NEW PROFILE PIC AHSUIODHASKLDJOA

Time of Fire and Stone (Early Tribal NRPG)

@Brithwyr
Yes.

Time of Fire and Stone (Early Tribal NRPG)

@Brithwyr

I'm imagining rivals. I'm thinking perhaps the collections see them as 'beneath' them, since the Magpie is the king of the birds?

Civilization - A New End (2.5)

@Brithwyr

How to spot an Irishman 101.

Time of Fire and Stone (Early Tribal NRPG)

@Brithwyr

Just a thought, but perhaps the Collection and the Singing Tribe could be related?

No Hope, No Glory, No Problem - A No More Heroes RP

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No Hope, No Glory, No Problem - A No More Heroes RP

Brushing down her uniform, the German stepped out of her car.

Whilst she was not in her full regalia, there was a distinctively totalitarian element to her dress. The suit she was wearing was imposingly black, her pink hair pulled up into a tight bun. Her eyepatch held the image of an iron cross over it, with a single red bar running down vertically, and the suit itself had a silver trim that gave it an air of military pomp.

"Bier her, Bier her, oder ich fall um, juchhe!

Bier her, Bier her, oder ich fall um!" She hummed the tune gently to herself as she surveyed the place, hands on her hip. A complete dump. Perfect, of course, because it meant that basically nobody would actually think her a real threat. That was the way she liked it, two modern guns tucked away underneath her armpits. Dual wielding wasn't her style, but it was always easier to swap to a new weapon rather than reload in the middle of a firefight.

"Remind me why you are doing this mortal." The demon inside of her let out a hissing, scraping ton, but Blitzen ignored him. He knew why they were going there, he was just being facetious.

Walking inside of the bar, her boots cracked against the floor with each step she took. Walking up to the bar, she promptly hauled herself onto a bar seat, resting a hand on the table as she did so.

"Eine weissbier. If I have to zhow you my ID, I'll make zhure it is permanently bhranded into zhat bhrain of yours." Scowling at the bartender, the man gauged her up and down, before deciding it wasn't worth fighting over. A bottle of the good stuff was placed down in front of her, and she placed a thumb below the bottle cap, popping it off before the bartender could do it himself.

"Vielen Dank." Slapping a note down onto the table, she cracked her knuckles almost idly as she looked around. Potential assassins abounded, along with two professional looking fellows who would no doubt be their agent. Quite what the hold up was, she wasn't entirely sure of.