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Ryan O'Maley
Seems like a typical Twenty-one year old irish lad.
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The Ruins
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Acedude58
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So begins...
Ryan O'Maley's Story
Ryan O'Maley chuckled at the statement, actually laughing wholeheartedly. " You won't be winning with clever remarks, heh." Her second comment however, was too funny, for him to do much more than crack a smile. " Well now..It seems it's my turn...for even the most experienced alcoholics know...tis better to enjoy the flavor, for you never know, if it will be the last taste in your mouth.." He laughed slightly and waved his hand towards the bottle, which seemingly hovered at his command, odd for such a lad. " Lead the way...O drunker with hulking sword! " He said a bit sarcastically, but he didn't care to sit, or stand as long as he had his alcohol.
Ryan O'Maley came trailing into the bar, smirking wildly, as if a predator had just caught it's pray. " Well I ought to be celebratin...might as well get hammered.." He retorted for a second, flicking his cigarette behind him and out the door, before he shut it. He didn't remove his coat, since it resembled a thick armor, yet had fur around the hood as it flapped behind his back. He strolled forward casually, for most of this was not new to him, it rather made him excited about brawls. He found himself at the counter, watching Blue Valkyrie lift her hand and speak, he knew it was known of his business. He glared at the woman, usually leaving it be, but he would rather have a drink in peace. " What do you want? " He asked cautiously, wondering if it was to be healed, or whatever to keep her quiet.
Ryan O'Maley blinked at Blue, before huffing and standing up, resting his left hand on the bar. " what kind of food? and I can see your injured...what other reason would there be, for laying on the counter..Unless you were completely trashed." He shrugged and leaped over the counter, he wasn't a barkeep, but he could grab his own beverage along with what the woman wanted. " And as for the cuts and bruises...what ever don't kill ya..makes ya stronger.." He muttered with a small chuckle, his smirk never leaving his face, even if he was speaking in a irish accent.
Ryan O'Maley grunted at her request, a whole turkey dinner? was she mad? He turned and vanished into the kitchen, gone for several minutes, before returning with a plate of food. He put it down in front of her and shrugged once more. " You'll have to deal with a turkey sandwich with provolone cheese, and mashed potato's. All I could really find." He chuckled and turned to look at the bottles of alcohol, as a glass of ice water floated to Blue, and set next to the plate along with the silverware. " Hmmmmmm.." He wondered deeply, before snatching up a bottle of Whiskey, then heading to cash box. He placed several hundred dollars worth of currency in it, he felt generous, hence why he got the woman's stuff. Once done, he could finally relax as he waved to Blue, heading towards the closest booth. " Grab a drink and join me after your done, if you want. And your welcome." He jumped into his booth, before laying on one entire half of the booth, stretching as he popped the top to his bottle. He took a rather thirst quenching gulp, before sighing happily, work was done for a little with that bounty.
Ryan O'Maley blinked several times before he reheard her statement in his head. " No problem..and I'm no lord.." He chuckled softly and waved his hand, as if gesturing it was non-sense, but no one knew this being's past. " So, what brings you to such a place? By your little display...I see your not even ordinary for this place..who and what are you gorgeous? " He asked Bluecasually, but never erased his smirk, even when sipping from the bottle.
Ryan O'Maley blinked again, wondering why she kept calling me a lord, it was nerve wrecking. " Ok, Blue, why do you keep calling me a lord? " His left brow raised, as he took another sip from his glass. But seeing as she was a Valkyrie, he thought she might behind the modern times a bit.
Ryan O'Maley couldn't deny the compliments, they were driven with some meaning, and she catch glimpse of his armor. " Thank you, for your words...But calling me lord, makes me sound like some kind of slave driver, or leader of sorts. You can call me Ryan, my dear." He said lightly, yet again, taking another swig from his whiskey bottle. " And no need to sadden, it only ruins a perfectly good smile." He chuckled lightly and kept his own dark blue hues on her face, he never needed to take a second look at anyone's body.
Ryan O'Maley pondered on that thought, he could easily lie to her, but that wouldn't bring mistrust. " I fight..kill..steal..whatever it takes to survive, you know...like everyone else." He remarked and took another sip from his bottle, looking at her, still curious about her. " What about yourself?" He asked, but probably could have guessed it, though rather have no took the chance.
Ryan O'Maley lifted up his hand as she looked away, as if he wanted her to stop. " well, your company right now, is a demon....worse kind in fact..but no worries.." He retorted, trying to keep her info recent, since he was a Crotian Demon. " And don't say that...you live the life you choose...I was spose to find again the legion, but merely took the normal life...you know...find love..maybe a few fights now and then...the works.." He mentioned, after taking several sip from his bottle.
Ryan O'Maley watched the reaction of Blue, a smirk never leaving his lips, the response he expected from a Valkyrie. " Don't get you panties in a bunch....I might not be with or against the Legion...but I do look for the greater good in my own life....sheesh...think for youself sometime, huh? " He spoke with a normal tone, as if he didn't care if she pierced him in the heart, but she didn't have a weapon. " Plus...your unarmed...It wouldn't even be worth the time to fight you..." He sipped from his bottle more, he never got bent out of shape, just mostly agitated.
Ryan O'Maley blinked several times and grunted. " Selfish!? I got you food, and something to drink..tell me where I became selfish? " He watched as she walked away, having every reason to attack her right now, but kept his cool as always. " and if we fought...you wouldn't have time to even take that breath.." He muttered a bit lower, until he lifted from his boom, who was causing so much noise besides the Valkyrie? He saw the rather large panther, until it was replaced with a woman, his dark blue orbs gleaming slightly as he sighed. He was alone again, without company once more, he just merely shrugged. " Calling me a demon and such...how disrespectful.." He said before taking another sip from his bottle of whiskey.
grunted once more, this woman seemed to like putting words in his mouth. " I said in my life...there could millions out there, that I may see in my lifetime, are you a fortune teller? Can you see how many I shall help in this life? No...you can't..and if you wish to get snotty. " He took another swig from his bottle, even sitting up in his booth. " I thought perhaps you were different from other Valkyries...but it seems not...you only judge someone by their race...so tell me, pawn of the Legion, why did you come to such a racial place? Hmmm? I don
Ryan O'Maley grunted once more, this woman seemed to like putting words in his mouth. " I said in my life...there could millions out there, that I may see in my lifetime, are you a fortune teller? Can you see how many I shall help in this life? No...you can't..and if you wish to get snotty. " He took another swig from his bottle, even sitting up in his booth. " I thought perhaps you were different from other Valkyries...but it seems not...you only judge someone by their race...so tell me, pawn of the Legion, why did you come to such a racial place? Hmmm? I don't need your damned approval...and don't usually get this ticked at someone's insults. " He huffed and glanced away from the woman, at the moment, she disgusted him.
Ryan O'Maley chucked a bit at her words, it seems that he drilled right into the nerve, seeing as it was true from her expression. " pssshh..." He remarked in his unknown language, but it resembled the english term or phrase. " I've seen many...you all are driven to see it through the 'golden' eyes, come back some time...we'll fight this out...cause I wouldn't mind a fight with 'you' in particular.." He mentioned with the wave of his hand, knowing she was going to leave, probably not even come back to slay him. She was good company for a little, until her little outburst, which drew no attention in this place. " Might as well get another.." He lifted from his booth, bottle rolling to the floor, before evaporating as if touched by acid. He stopped and sat back at the counter, rubbing his eye's before glancing down and to the right. His dark blue orbs noticed Riker's body first, or at least it seemed that way. Though his eye's were focused on the leopard cub, he had a thing for felines, after all. He blinked and turned back towards the counter, he could have been caught staring, how awkward of him to stare at the cub.
Ryan O'Maley blinked at the little cubs attempt to threaten him, but he wouldn't flinch or even move. Sorry..Adorable leopard...Hades..is it? " He offered his right index finger up to the cub, to bite or nuzzle, whichever. " I didn't mean to stare..and did you just roar, of sorts? " He blinked, wanting to say it was hot, but wouldn't just blurt something like that out.
Ryan O'Maley watched as the cub gummed on his finger, goosebumps going along his arm. " That feels weird heh." He smirked and chuckled along with the cub, before hearing her words. " Sorry to hear that..people who are racially stubborn should be thrown in jail..." He remarked with a small smile, then blinked at her narrowing of eyes and final statement. " Sweet, a cat girl, purr for me? " He joked softly, before glancing towards the door. He huffed and opened his mouth again. " I'm Ryan, by the way, nice to meet ya." He said with a rather upbeat attitude.
Ryan O'Maley smirked at the cub, it was adorable, yet her comment was spot on. He heard her hiss, not his favorite of sounds, but he did debate. " Panther's purr too, all felines in fact..Yep" He nodded to himself and purred lightly as he turned more towards her, than the bottle on the shelves. "Riker, sounds exotic..but what brings you to such a dull place? besides the disputes among races...Hmm?" He asked curiously, for many demons didn't dwell here as much, since it changed for the better.
Ryan O'Maley grunted a bit, but was interested by her stubborn attitude, as if she wasn't enjoying life. " Wonderful, Panther's are among the most powerful felines out there.." He commented, but wondered if she could actually speak in english, in such a form.
Ryan O'Maley had just enough time to say a few things before he vanished in a whirl of purple flames. " Sorry, got to go, hope we meet agai.." And he was gone.
Ryan O'Maley came strolling into the front door of gambit's, not really taking much care in entering with some fashion, but the being took another drag from it's cigarette. He didn't care, if he pushed by any, though they should be honored to touch his slightly furred coat. He wore a darkened pair of blue jeans, nearly having them resemble a navy blue, but the Irish lad hardly cared for most things. " Better wet the whistle..." He muttered as his sneakers thudded against the wooden floor, a devilish smirk playing at his lips, even his translucent blue eyes held some type of dark aura.