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I ran back to earth, tripped and fell in the glorified dirt. Honestly gravity sees me as a liability~
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I apologize for my latest post being so sucky :(
I was trying to respond before I had to leave for work :)

Azura Lunarie

Cornerstone Bar



"No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue, I could not foresee this thing happening to you" Azura sang along quietly in between puffs of her cigarette.
At some point she looked up to see a man wearing cargo shorts enter the bar. He had given her a slight nod at least acknowledging her presence but she thought nothing of it. Azura was not one to develop crushes very easily. Though she was attracted to both sexes, she focused more on the personality of the individual rather than the physical appearance.

The song had ended and so had her cigarette, but Zura had not gotten up from her perch. She continued to study her surroundings trying to familiarize herself with the new city. Suddenly, she felt uneasy.
"What if I don't get this job?" She whispered to the ground.
"I couldn't live here on my own... I'd have to go back. He'd...kill me."

Azura grit her teeth together to keep from sobbing. Her emotions matched the intensity of a roller coaster. One moment she was the brightest person you would ever meet, Slowly climbing the top of the tall hill, being able to see a birds eye view. Then you would hit a corkscrew and she would become sarcastic as well as brazen, but go for a loop-de-loop and you get the panic attack as well as major depression.
She took deep cleansing breaths and reminded herself that this was of the utmost importance. Her personal life could not interfere with the professional world. On most occasions, Azura could wear a metaphorical mask to get her through the day. With years of practice, she had become awfully good at it. Replacing her worrysome featres, she lifted her head once more and plastered on a rueful smile.

As if to match her mood, it was then that out of nowhere, dark clouds began to roll in causing thunder to sound. The sky had turned a mixture of grey and purple. With a blinding white light, followed by a deep boom, rain began pouring down. It soaked everything in its path, giving no mercy to whomever the water droplets struck.

"Shit!" Azura muttered leaping up and running towards the entrance of the bar.
As she walked through the doorway however, she could see that it was too late. She was entirely drenched, soaked to the bone. Embarrassment lit her featres suddenly as she looked down and remembered that she had been wearing a white shirt. With it now being see-through, it was easy to diminish the lacey black bra she wore underneath.

"Hey Rowan?" She called from across the room, summoning all the courage she had in drawing attention to herself.
"Mind if I get a towel or... something?"

Her hair clung to the sides of her face as well as down her back. She crossed her arms in an attempt to cover herself and it had helped a little. Unfortunately, she began to shiver feeling very cold and uncomfortable.


Azura Lunarie

Cornerstone Bar



"Yep, I'm Rowen." The bartender responded indifferent to the professionalism usually shown in most job interviews.
Azura smiled politely as she waited for further instruction. Well, mostly a half-smile. It was rare to see the brunette use a full toothed grin. In fact, she hadn't felt that happy in years.
As the bartender turned to speak to one of the patrons, Azura quickly fished her resume out of her back pocket. This was the first interview she had ever had. Having only worked in her father's shop, the poor girl had no clue as to how to properly go about the process. She unfolded the sheet of paper and attempted to smooth out some of the creases she had made while stuffing it into her pocket.

Rowen then proceeded to duck under the counter only to emerge with a clipboard. A few forms had been tacked on, and a pen with black ink rested on the top just below the metallic clip. She placed the application on the counter and motioned for Azura to follow.
"So, the boss isn't down yet, and won't be for a couple more hours yet unless I phone him. If you want an interview right away, that's your fastest bet, but in the meantime, there's the, y'know, typical application thing. Let me know if you need a drink or have a question, alright?"

Azura nodded slightly, processing the conversation while doing so.
"Thanks... My name is Azura by the way." She spoke, suddenly remembering that she had neglected to introduce herself.
"And if it is all right with you, I will have a water... I don't really drink all that much."
Azura felt a blush creep across her face as realization dawned on her. How competent of a bartender could she be if she herself didn't partake? That was definitely a bad impression on her part. However, it was too late. Rowen had already went to work preparing her simple drink.
In an attempt to redeem herself, Zu-Zu then added:
"As far as contacting the owner, it is up to you. I would not want to be an inconvenience. I also don't mind waiting a few hours... It will help me get better acquainted with the building as well as its patrons."

Afraid of making herself look more foolish, she pressed her pale pink lips together and looked down at the clipboard saying nothing more. It was obvious that the butterflies were getting to her. Usually, the artist did not encounter many social interactions. Even when she did, it was usually with people she had been close with. Individuals with whom she could be herself. She had never attempted to impress anyone before so this all was a little intimidating.
In a matter of minutes she had finished the application. It was easy enough due to the fact that she did not have much work experience but at least she knew the answers to most of the questions listed. Questions such as "What ingredients are needed to make a Royal Flush?" Simple enough. Making sure to add her resume on top of the application, she placed the clipboard back onto the counter and waited once more.
In an attempt to calm her anxiety she hooked her thumb over her shoulder towards the Juke Box.

"Mind if I put something on while I wait?"
She had also wanted a cigarette so it was convenient that the sound system not only played in the bar, but outside it as well. Since her question was obviously rhetorical, she stood up, not waiting for Rowen to respond and approached the music machine. She then assessed the selection and picked one of her favorites which had been related to the Classic Rock genre. It was a cliche, but she loved it nonetheless.

Reaching into her back pocket, she pulled out a pack of L&Ms and placed a cigarette casually on her lips. As she exited the building she could hear "Paint it Black" by the Rolling Stones pour out of the speakers hooked to the awning outside. Figuring that no one was around to listen, Azura began singing along quietly in between puffs of her cancer stick and her sweet air guitar riffs.
If every host isnt present by tomorrow... im going to have to reboot it guys. :/ im sorry.
@SamaraJayne96

Hey, thanks for being classy enough to ask before you wrote something up and sorry for the late reply. I am able to monitor the threads at work, but not necessarily post anything other than a few words.

I had envisioned Joel's shop as a bit of a solo operation (as you will see in the post I'm about to put up). From a character standpoint he probably wouldn't want any help other than maybe some clerical/admin to help him with his books once in a while, BUT that being said, I think it would be more fun (and good for character development) if your character were to approach him about working with him rather than just writing it in to start.

I definitely respect GM authority here, so if you want to just write it in, then by all means, we'll make it work. I'm just suggesting things that might be fun for future writing and give us somewhere to go with the characters.


Perhaps they could meet at Cornerstone while Azura is attending her first interview?
The bartending position is only part time, so she would need a second job anyway.
Maybe there could be a car that youre stumped on fixing and she could help you out? That could be a good start to the offer. :)

Idk, any suggestions?


Azura Lunarie

Cornerstone Bar



"There. All finished." Azura smiled triumphantly as she placed the last of her dishes in her kitchen cupboard.
She had arrived in Shine City late last night and had spent the whole morning unpacking with little to no sleep. This was a huge mistake on her part, due to the fact that she had had an interview to attend to around noon.
Her new apartment was small; consisting of one bedroom, a tiny bathroom, kitchen, and a modest sized living room. It wasn't a palace, but to Azura it was everything she had ever hoped it could be. It was an escape.

Her living room was unique in its own way, however instead of having a couch or television, she had set up the floor-plan with various art supplies. A single bar-stool and easel served as a way to paint when inspiration struck. Likewise was a desk near a large window as to be used for various sketches. The only comfortable furniture in the room was a plush armchair, mainly used for cuddling up with a good book. Zu-Zu's love of literature had almost exceeded her love of creativity. It was yet another way to elude the demons that had inhabited her life.

There was a large wooden clock that hung on her living room wall adjacent to the entrance of the apartment. When she glanced at it she was surprised to see that time had already flown by quite quickly. It was 11am... her interview was in an hour. That was not a lot of time to get ready. Deciding to skip the shower and just douse herself in lavender perfume, within 15 minutes Azura was dressed and already headed out the door. Today she dressed to impress, her outfit consisting of a long sleeved, white button up shirt, black skinny jeans, and Converse high tops. Her top two buttons were undone, exposing a single amethyst crystal hanging from a simple black cord. Her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows and various studded bracelets adorned her arms. Upon her wrists were two individual tattoos, one on each arm, covering up what seemed like scars as a result of self mutilation. On her right arm was a grey scale lotus blossom. On her left was a picture of an old fashion compass.

As she walked out of her apartment building and down the sidewalk, along the way she scraped her wavy, dark hair into a high ponytail letting a few loose tendrils frame her face. She smiled softly with a bounce in her step as she approached the brick building that presented a large sign titled "Cornerstone Bar". Upon seeing the sign, she felt her stomach fill with fluttering butterflies. Nerves had finally taken hold of her causing self doubt to settle in.

"Nonsense Azura." The black head beauty chastised herself.
"Remember what teacher said. Confidence is key to success."

Her red eyes scanned the area, making sure that it was safe to proceed before taking a deep breath and crossing the street. As she entered the bar the first thing she noticed was the way the business had been set up. It was dark, but felt more calm than intimidating. A juke box sat in the corner which had definitely peaked her interest. Besides literature and art, music was another one of her biggest passions. Three people were there, two of them sitting at the counter. One of the three was a tall woman, with purplish black hair. It was obvious that she was the bartender due to the fact that she was the one serving customers. She was also the woman that Azura had needed to speak with.

With new found confidence appearing from the deepest depths of her subconcious, Zura straightened her shoulders and approached the counter with her chin held high. Appearing as though she belonged there and was competant enough to do whatever was needed of her.

"Excuse me." She spoke, her calming demenor evident in her tone. She placed her hands on her hips, causing her shirt to rise slightly revealing a zodiac tattoo. Pisces.
"I had called earlier about a job inquiry? Are you Rowan?"

Shit, I didnt notice the other posts... Ignore mine for now. I will post later.
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No worries.

I'll have her do it later. This will be a chance for them to meet. As soon as Seyrun is done with her lunch and talking with Sina.


Alright, Just let me know
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Im sorry!!!!
I did not mean to post that under the "Character" tab before it was approved!
Please let me know if I had not been accepted and I will take it down.
Again, so sorry.
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