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Miu moved from her spot in the corner and headed up to the bar. After giving her order she turned her back to the human. Humans were to be tolerated that was it. She noticed Kami and waved lazily in her direction. The two had known each other for a while.

Kami looked over and gave a crooked smile. "Hey." She rolled her eyes looking at the crowd of drunks. 'There has to be an easy kill somewhere' Shaking her head she turned back to Twilight. "What are you up these days?"

Twilight shook her head flicking hair from her eyes. "Not much living and scoping hot guys." She smirked coyly. "Not that there's much to choose from around here." Her smirk turned into the workings of a snarl as a drunk passed out falling from the bar.

Kami laughed, "Oh really?" She looked around. "I agree..."

Miu shook her head looking around she noticed a few new faces that caought her intrest.
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OOC: You're both good Hisoka and Yolo. And OhEhmGeItsMe, you're good too.
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Alexis smiled brightly at the demon, she assumed, that just came up to the bar. He seemed rather blank and like he needed a drink, but, then again. To her it looked like everyone needed a drink. There was just the unfortunate side effect of them getting drunk. She hated that part, but it was money, even though she didn't get any of it.

"Hey, hun. Wat'ch ya want? Whiskey? Vodka? Wine? Brandy?"

She named off a few drinks, most hard liquor, for him, smiling brightly all the while. She was the bartender, after all. She need to smile and be bright to attract customers. You'd be surprise how attracted vampires, werewolves, and demons would get to a human after one too many drinks. Especially one that was willing to flirt and smil and be sweet.

Sitting on her stool, Samantha heard Alexis speak up. Getting pulled out of her thoughts, mostly of her dead parents, she looked at Alexis. "Ma'am. I wish to have a word with you..." She said softly, waving the bartender over to her.

Alexis blinked and spoke too the demon or half-demon. Which ever.

"You just think that over, sweetie, and I'll get back to you!"

Lexi turned to Samantha and smiled slightly.

"How may I help...wiat, don't I reconize you from somewhere...? Oh, well, how may I serve you tonight?"

Alexis smiled in a friendly manner at Samantha.


OOC: ;-; Sorry it's short, I don't have much to work with.

(LOL, I understand)

Samantha watched Alexis walk over to her. "Um, can I have a large bottle of rum?", Samantha asked. She remembered of what had happened last night, and she really did try to get rid of her alcohol problem, but she couldn't help it sometimes. Her mood had gone back to sad and gloomy, and the only thing that solved that was a big ol' bottle of alcohol. "Dam those vampires for killing my parents.", She thought to herself. "Yes, you have seen me before... yesterday I was here. Causing no trouble at all, just sipping on my whiskey and watching the intense brawl. Do you know how surprising it was to wake up, on the cold ground outside?", Samantha asked, showing that she was clearly offensed.

Terra strolls in this place that she had been over heard in another’s conversation, with promise of great action. A smile spreads over her lips, showing off her pointed teeth. Excitement bubbled inside her dancing orange eyes find the strange mix of people crammed into one spot. So much mischief so little time, the fact most are immune to her mental persuading didn’t loose the thoughts flavor. Tucking her wings close she parts the crowd like a swimmer, her first drink will taste so good.

Moving to the bar, her rough elbows scrap against the top damaging it slightly. “Oh, whoops.” she states pulling up the leather wraps around her forearms. They didn’t quite reach her elbows, so she had to be more careful. She rubs her fingers over the polished wooden surface trying to undo to damage.

(OOC: If the bar top isn’t wood I’ll change the post.)

"O-oh."

Alexis blinked, turning round to retrieve the bottle of rum. She reached for a shot glass then paused. Dawning recognition appeared on her face.

"OH YEAH! You're that chick I threw out last night! Oh, yeah...whoops. Apparently, that was a mistake!"

Alexis laugh nervously as she placed the shot glass in front of Samantha. She pored out some rum.

"Yeah, this vampire said you had gotten really drunk, past out, and woke up in the middle of that fight. When I went outside to retrieve you, you were gone! The rum's on the house, by the way. The whole bottle, so here."

Lexis thrust the bottle toward Samantha, smiling in apology.

OOC: Sorry, Yolo! I didn't see your post! Yes, the counter surface is wood, so no worries!

The name's Ethan Harte. I'm human, but I am no slave. I have enough physical strength to lay the smackdown on any and all comers. Long black hair, red eye color with a scar down left eye, white shoes, blue jeans, and tank top. That is what I look like. I'll be sitting at the bar.

Weapons: carries a perfect sword called the Chainblade.

Past: Is shrouded in mystery.

OOC: Um, sorry, Peryite (Anonymous). If that's the way it is you can't join in. ;-; I'm sorry, but humans are slaves. Apologies.

I meant my heart doesn't see me as a slave. I have a heart that burns for freedom. I have a problem with being somene's slave, but I'll do it. I just won't like it that much. You understand.

Samantha watched Alexis slam the bottle down infront of her, then looked up at her. Seeing her apologetic expression, she sighed, "No worries. I guess it was my fault, for giving into my stupid addiction." She took the bottle, pushed the cork out with her claws, and jammed it onto her mouth.

OOC: I see. Then say that, silly!! That's fine, then.

I'll comply and be a slave.


Ethan was jarred by the slamming down of the bottle.

"May I have a drink, ma'am?" He asked.

Alexis blinked.

"Ah. Chronic drunk, huh? Well, no judgement here. Haha."

Alexis smiled as Samantha chugged down the rum. She glanced around a bit, seeing Terra, rubbing at the bar counter.

"If you scratched that, no worries. Wood polish will fix it right up. Gotta expect scratches. Can I get you something, dear?"

"Yes. Give me a bottle of your strongest drink,"Ethan said sliding payment for it across the bar.