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Kage flipped the wolf off as he left, shaking his head.  "Talk about my mother like that."  He opened his wallet, looking at a faded photograph of him and his family when he was a kid.  He looked back up, now to the ceiling and closed his eyes.  Putting the wallet back in his pocket, he looked at the collie and Balsa, pointing at the collie again, "You.  Out."  He ordered.

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"Oh" Balsa groans as the man below her cheers with his thousands of dollars won. "You're a pacifist" 

Balsa slides down to the chair aside the man and begins snorting. "Lemme guess? To smart for war? Too good for war? To war for war? Whats your excuse?"

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Collie, looking pissed: "He's gone, he got his pay, he won't bother you or me, k, and neither will the gang."

The Collie paused, sighed and looked strait at the bartender:

"Sorry about the mishap, and my attitude. I snap sometimes, hence why I became a pacifist a few months ago."

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"I snap on a very fine time scale that involves microseconds" Balsa laughs. "Doesnt mean you got to give up fighting."

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"Not good enough.  I can't take your word for it.  I can't have problems in my bar.  We've been problem free for how long here?"

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Collie: "...that photograph...what is it?"

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"Does it matter to you?  What'd I just say?" The barkeep asked.  His patience was wearing thin.

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Collie: "...fine...have a good night"

Collie leaves the bar.

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He shrugged, "I expected more of a fight" The bartender said to the flaming haired woman.  "Hey... You look like I could use a drink" He said to her, pouring two glasses of stout and passing one down the table.

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Balsa Grabs the drink, gets a good running sprint and throws herself into a chair, surfing it down until she is leaning on the counter with her remaining bottles of booze. "I look like you could use a drink as well." She replies, mixing drinks that shouldnt be mixed and swilling them down anyway.

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A golden-retriever enters the bar:

"Hi, I'll have just have a beer"

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The bartender slid the retriever a beer.  He decided not to make a joke however, as much as it pained him to refrain.

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A dark navy blue colored fox standing at about 5'9" with a slight cut mark over his left eye walks in, and takes in the atmosphere around him for about 5 minutes before looking to sit down.

(I've been having some rough days traveling. I could use a few refreshments.) *under his breath he speaks to himself* "Maybe I can cause a bit of mischief here while im at it for fun...hehe"

 

The navy blue fox goes over to the bartender and says: "HEY, I've been waiting for my drink for about 15 minutes now. What's the holdup?"

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"Thanks" Starts drinking. After he was finished, he put his hands to his head under stress.

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"Not good enough.  I can't take your word for it.  I can't have problems in my bar.  We've been problem free for how long here?"

"Approximately two years", The Hybrid spoke.

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The golden retriever looked at the hybrid when he spoke, then looked at a slip of paper in his wallet.

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He shrugged, looking at the fox, then the folf, then the retriever.  He looked again to the blue fox.  "Okay, so what did you want?  I don't think you were here before."

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"Wait yer damn term" Balsa shouts. "Im not done drinking this place out of business. I can still feel me liver"

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The golden retriever, out of the commotion, walks over to another table to sit.

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"Oh, well then you weren't paying attention were you? I was here for at least half an hour already!" *The fox slams his fist onto the table top of the bar, and looks directly into the bartenders eyes.*

 

"I ordered a drink, and you need to get me it right now. The rest of these goons here, they've got nothing on me. But if you think they are in the right, i'm sure we can work something out"

*He pulls out his wallet, in a manner that implies he is willing to pay the bartender for special treatment*

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"Look, I don't take bribes, and I know you just walked in.  Either wait your turn or I'll throw you out" The bartender said, sighing.  He's dealt with the self-entitled douchebag customers before, there's hardly ever a diplomatic solution.  Good thing he was the boss.

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The retriever looks up slowly to the fox:

"No you didn't."

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"Can I have a bottle of spiced rum", the hybrid asked the bartender laying money on the bar.

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"No problem" The bartender said, pouring the drink and sliding the drink over to the folf

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*The fox looks over to the retriever* "And who are you to stand up and tell me who is right or wrong? I've got to leave quickly, I have a busy schedule. Just let me have my drink now. I need that. drink. NOOOWWW!!!"

 

*In a mix of anger and confusion, the blue fox storms out the door, leaving his wallet behind*

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