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The Bartender, who was a burly, middle-aged man with a bushy, graying beard and an... eye-patch? Didn't seem quite as surprised at her order as he did frustrated with the amount of water (though small compared to most places, to be sure,) that restaurant policies forced him to put in it, muttering a gruff "Mhm." as she finished speaking her order. Formal dress and well-kempt hair aside, he looked like he'd be rather more at home behind the bar at some saloon in 1800s New Zealand rather than a fancy, flashy place like this, but perhaps experience and good skills at the tap were hard to come by in Middle-Of-Nowhere, ME.


Lilith turned to look back at the man and placed her glass on the table, it now empty. She offered a polite smile and held her hand out to him. "My name is Lilith. What can I do to get a straight whiskey here?" She asked, in her hand she held a $50 that was concealed to all others but the bartender.
Little bit of a writer's block there.
@Yvain
A familiar voice suddenly pierced through the air, causing Siran to stop immediately with what she was doing. And here she was thinking that the frappiato-whatchamacallit was the worst thing she would have to deal with today. Siran turned to give the smaller woman her full attention. The young Cambion stood nearly 6 foot so she was practically looking down at the little bunny. Due to the fact that most fables were not enchanted by her eyes, Siran had no qualms of looking over her signature purple Ray-Bans so that her slate gray - almost silver - eyes were fully visible.

“Oh, Brer, what a pleasure to see you. I see that my time in the park will no longer be enjoyable.” Siran jabbed with a wicked smile, matching the woman's fake courtesy with her own snide attitude. Very rarely did Siran actually call Lola by her real name. The woman believed that Brer was much more fitting for her cunning opposite. Even though they were always make jabs at one another, Siran at times didn't actually mind her presence all that much. Admittedly, those times were far and few in between, but she felt like celebrating. Especially after the big check she was about to cash.

“Breakfast date, hmm? What, didn't like your one night stand in the daylight? ” Siran said with a wide smile but nodded her head in compliance. “Yes, I'll join you to eat since I know you're not cooking and won't be able to poison me. Speaking of poison, drink this thing. It's nothing but pure sugar and I know that's right up your alley.” Siran said, extending the drink to the smaller woman. She was not a fan of the pure sugared coffee. She would have preferred a black coffee more than anything.
@pyroman
For right now, no. I just want to get the roleplay kick started and I think a buffer would hinder it at this point.
@Yvain
Oh, no, no, no!
I can work with this!!
@Saarebas
Yaaaaas!!!
@Twilights Curse
Hahah, I must have missed your's completely!
I was too blinded by my sadness!
D':
"...I might have to get some outside help with this one." The former Big Bad Wolf contemplated.


*wiggles all around*

Can I help?!
@pyroman
No worries!
:)
Ravenia Rose

|End Point|
Guard's Station


Ravenia scoured over the reports, not liking the lapses in times of some of the travel logs that she was studying. She corrected it with the guards, giving them a good ass chewing in the process. The apologized for the errors and nodded their ascent. In full Mother-mode, Ravenia turned to walk off when she saw Marcus scouring the lines and Sasha rounding the corner. She liked seeing them at work, it made her feel good that she wasn't the only one carrying the burden of protecting the Paradise Lands. "Marcus. I hope you're not adjusting already perfectly good lines due to a certain niece of mine." Ravenia called up to the man, shielding her face with the back of her hand as she watched him move up and down. When Sasha was close enough to her she called out, "Sasha, I need eyes on the wall today, one of the Warriors is sick. Are you up for the shift or do you have plans?

Julius Iron-Root

|End Point|
Medical Center


Julius shoved his hands in his pockets and walked back into Flora and Emerald's room, his head slightly down. A look of obvious surprise was on his face at Tobias's sudden appearance in the room. Emerald was always excited to see Tobias, having seen him a lot when she was younger due to Tobias and Ravenia's relationship. "Oh, Tobi! You brought me candy!" The little girl squealed and would have shoved the whole thing into he mouth had Flora not interjected to break off half of the candy for the littl girl. "Hey, thanks again, Doc for patching my niece up. Man, when she had that fall I thought I was gonna shit myself." Tank said with a grin and clapped Tobias's shoulder. The other man's look of obvious rejection was not missed by Tank, however. "Bad word, Ju-Ju, bad word!" Emerald muttered around her piece of candy. Flora thanks Tobias accordingly, gathered their things, and left with Emerald in tow. The little girl was begging to invite Tobias over for dinner, Flora tried to hush the little girl as they left the room. Tank watched his sister and niece leave, saying as he watched them go. "You know, you and Rave drive me crazy. You look like a kicked puppy whenever she runs out of this place and she acts like she's simply broken. You both want each other, you're just too stubborn to fess up to it. Tank gave Tobias a pointed look and shrugged his shoulders with a wide grin on his face. "Between you and me, Tob, there's something wrong with her. She's angry, she lashes out, she's cold, she has nightmares. Sleep is next to impossible for her. She just can't get it together." Tank said as he plopped down on the bed that Flora and Emerald had previously inhabited.
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