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A ligress stood by the counter, not too far from the raccoon.  She leaned against the counter, looking around the bar at the people, the drinks, the food.  She was finding it enjoyable too, but she wasn't conversing with anyone, much like the bartender wasn't before.  She kept to herself largely, her drink in her hand.  She figured she'd listen in for now.

Max notices the ligress

"Excuse me, miss. Do you know what time it is?"

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She looked at him, then up at the clock on the wall.  Pointing at the clock, she said "The clock says it's about 21:30."  She just shrugged after that, going back to her drink.

 

(Just a tip, be sure to hold off on double posting, edit your previous one if need be when you find you need to say more.)

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[This RP is moving so quick it almost takes me back to the good ol' days. :-P]

 

"Well, you know, sometimes the simplest things make all the difference in life" He didn't mention that he knew that the coon was looking at the chrome and nice shiny things in the bar, since he didn't want to freak him out any more.

"Anyways, I do know already, but you might as well tell me your name." :D

 

Quickly snapping to attention, the raccoon glanced over to Max with a look of doubt on his face.  He figured there would be no harm in telling the fellow considering he probably already knew.  "Neil, that's what they call me."  It was an awkward conversation for sure, though at least he could rest easy now. 

 

A ligress stood by the counter, not too far from the raccoon.  She leaned against the counter, looking around the bar at the people, the drinks, the food.  She was finding it enjoyable too, but she wasn't conversing with anyone, much like the bartender wasn't before.  She kept to herself largely, her drink in her hand.  She figured she'd listen in for now.

 

Turning his gaze back toward the bar and then moving around the room, Neil couldn't help but to catch his eyes on the ligress.  She seemed so out of place - in a place full of rabble and random conversation, her silence was intriguing, at least to him.  Hoping that she wouldn't catch him staring for extended periods of time, he averted his eyes though told himself he'd strike up a conversation eventually.  "Going on military time, I see."  One helluva way to start that conversation. 

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Hand in Hand, Balsa reentered the Bar with a little girl, no more than eight. She was tiny and frail, Balsa a gigantic meat stick compared to her. Almost daringly, Balsa pulled back a chair and set the young girl in it, her chin barely clearing the bar counter.

"Gimme a scotch and an apple juice!" She yelled, pulling up a chair for herself.

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Max replied: "Ok. Whatevs."

Max drank his Martini

Max: "Say, has anyone heard the story about the Lylat Wars? People claim that there was a group of mercenaries that helped the army out clearing the Venomians out."

 

"I've seen them. My ship was part of a task force to reinforce the batter fleet in Sector Y. They came literally out of no where and before we knew it, they punched a hole in their defensive line."

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She made a note of some of the people, however the raccoon was not one of them.  If it hadn't been for Max, she probably would have caught him, but things worked out that way.  

 

The barkeep noted Balsa and made his way to her, "Hello Balsa, and hello Gracia." He said, "Still taking your little girl to bars I see" He noted to Balsa, pouring the scotch and apple juice, and eyeing Balsa.  He knew she wouldn't give her scotch to the little girl, but there was a camera in the room.

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Max-to the ligress: "Looks like the clock is wrong, it should be 21:31.

Max-to Neil: "She is pretty to you, isn't she?"

Max to the bartender: "So, tell me about yourself, friend."

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balsa retorts much to her daughter's eye rolling "I dont see the problem so long as noone else does" She knocks the scotch back while Gracia oh so quietly sips on her juice, her gaze wandering around the room at t he newly revived bar.

 

"Anything interesting tonight?" Balsa asks, leaning on the bar counter.

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She made a note of some of the people, however the raccoon was not one of them.  If it hadn't been for Max, she probably would have caught him, but things worked out that way.  

 

Inwardly cursing his luck, the raccoon debated whether or not to reiterate his point a bit louder.  "Strange you're going off of military time."  He couldn't think of much else to say, and genuinely hoped that the ligress would take note.  Her mere presence there puzzled him, as did many other things which he chose not to ponder. 

 

He attempted to ignore Max's jabs but couldn't help but to keep it in mind, though the small child and evidently hilariously misguided parental-unit did catch his attention. 

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The ligress shrugged, "It's an analog clock, people estimate when they use them" She said to her, before returning back to her drink.  Something was off about this character.  She didn't know what to think.  Upon hearing him talk to the raccoon, she blushed, turning her head away.  

 

The bartender was astounded by this guy's rapid fire talking.  He keeps up conversations with three people at once.  Almost impressive.  "What's to say?  I come from Earth, I moved here only a few years ago after a few years of travelling around."

 

"I like the 24 hour clock.  I've been raised on it my whole life" She remarked to the raccoon, trying not to make eye contact.  She was a little embarrassed from what Max had just said.

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balsa retorts much to her daughter's eye rolling "I dont see the problem so long as noone else does" She knocks the scotch back while Gracia oh so quietly sips on her juice, her gaze wandering around the room at t he newly revived bar.

 

"Anything interesting tonight?" Balsa asks, leaning on the bar counter.

Max turns to Balsa: "What a wonderfully cute little girl you have there. You must be one lucky parent" Max smiles to Balsa.

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The ligress shrugged, "It's an analog clock, people estimate when they use them" She said to her, before returning back to her drink.  Something was off about this character.  She didn't know what to think.  Upon hearing him talk to the raccoon, she blushed, turning her head away.  

 

The bartender was astounded by this guy's rapid fire talking.  He keeps up conversations with three people at once.  Almost impressive.  "What's to say?  I come from Earth, I moved here only a few years ago after a few years of travelling around."

 

"I like the 24 hour clock.  I've been raised on it my whole life" She remarked to the raccoon, trying not to make eye contact.  She was a little embarrassed from what Max had just said.

Max-to bartender: "So, you must be one of those humans I have heard about, then..."

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"Who asked you, punk?" Balsa snorts, sipping at her scotch and eyeing him with carefully measured contempt. "Why you eyeing up my little girl?"

(Dont doublepost, just edit your first post. plizkthx)

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Hunter was starting to get fed up. However, he had to keep his cool. Here was the situation, there are the two individuals he had met before who would surely try to get more info out of him he didnt want to share, and now the man he needed to speak with the most was too busy with controlling the actions of some possibly irresponsible mother.

 

"Poor kid, she dosen't even understand the implications of such habits." Hunter thought to himself.

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He nodded, looking around.  There were a lot of humans in the complex, in fact, a lot in the bar they were in now.  But he let it be, "Yeah.  We've been here a while though."

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"Who asked you punk?" Balsa snorts, sipping at her scotch and eyeing him with carefully measured contempt. "Why you eyeing up my little girl?"

"I was just seeing how curious she was. Its good for children to still be interested in the world, without it, what would our generation be?" Max is still smiling, almost as though he didn't hear Balsa's insult

"I must say, if she is like that, then you are doing something right as a parent."

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"Im not having sex with you if your hitting on me, canine" Balsa spits. "Go hump a fire Hydrant and ignore my kid"

Gracia takes this time to but into the conversation. "Be nice momma" She says at a near whisper, her voice comparable to dust in the wind. "He is just being nice, momma..."

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"Im not having sex with you if your hitting on me, canine" Balsa spits. "Go hump a fire Hydrant and ignore my kid"

Gracia takes this time to but into the conversation. "Be nice momma" She says at a near whisper, her voice comparable to dust in the wind. "He is just being nice, momma..."

Max: "I believe you are mistaken, miss. I'm a tiger, not a canine. And no, I do not wish to pertain in sexual relations with you. I am merely wanting to to talk to you. And why would that be bad? We can not survive in the world without social interaction. After all, we have a reason to live, either for ourselves (looks at the daughter again) or for others we care much about in our lives" Max is still smiling.

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"I like the 24 hour clock.  I've been raised on it my whole life" She remarked to the raccoon, trying not to make eye contact.  She was a little embarrassed from what Max had just said.

 

Noting her apparent displeasure with Max, he did his best to avoid the subject matter, throwing in a bit of humor here and there.  "Don't worry about that guy; he breaks minds.  What I'm curious about, though", he said as he rested his muzzle on his hands, "is why you've chosen a place like this to have a drink in.  It isn't exactly the nicest out there." 

 

(Dont doublepost, just edit your first post. plizkthx)

 

[Meaning do not post multiple times in a row, Talyl.  Edit your post if you'd like to add to it.]

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"Hey bartender, just forget the order. I need to know something." Hunter leans over as to whisper something in the bartender's ear. "How do you know about me? Why is there an image of me on the front glass that reads "Beware?""

 

 

Hunter looks back to see that the one who calls himself "Max" is quarreling with a woman. "Clearly he's not such a smooth speaker after-all, huh?"

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"You all look the same anyway. And if i wanted to socially interact, i would find a park not a bar with seedy felines" She snorts, as Gracia looks at Max strangely for  his gaze. "Momma, be nice" She says anyway, returning to the sports game on the far wall.

Balsa smiles and rubs Gracia's head, blowing air out her nose as she returns her gaze to Max. "What do you want?"

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Noting her apparent displeasure with Max, he did his best to avoid the subject matter, throwing in a bit of humor here and there.  "Don't worry about that guy; he breaks minds.  What I'm curious about, though", he said as he rested his muzzle on his hands, "is why you've chosen a place like this to have a drink in.  It isn't exactly the nicest out there." 

 

 

[Meaning do not post multiple times in a row, Talyl.  Edit your post if you'd like to add to it.]

(Accident, I tried mashing the two together, but failed)

 

"You all look the same anyway. And if i wanted to socially interact, i would find a park not a bar with seedy felines" She snorts, as Gracia looks at Max strangely for  his gaze. "Momma, be nice" She says anyway, returning to the sports game on the far wall.

Balsa smiles and rubs Gracia's head, blowing air out her nose as she returns her gaze to Max. "What do you want?"

Max: "Oh nothing really. I wish to include everyone here, I didn't just want to talk with one person. Do you mind if I give your daughter something?"

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A fox walked into the bar some faces he recognized and some were new. It had been two years since he had been at the complex, a lot has happened since then. He has had a few more scars added, he's has bulked up and grown a few inches as well. He causally walked in and took a seat. "Dragonarianale if you please", The vulpine asked the bartender.

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Noting her apparent displeasure with Max, he did his best to avoid the subject matter, throwing in a bit of humor here and there.  "Don't worry about that guy; he breaks minds.  What I'm curious about, though", he said as he rested his muzzle on his hands, "is why you've chosen a place like this to have a drink in.  It isn't exactly the nicest out there." 

"I know the owner, so I get my drinks for free.  Plus the conversation is nice" She said to the raccoon, shifting her weight to her back foot as she put her arm on the table.  "What about you?" She asked.

 

 

 

"Hey bartender, just forget the order. I need to know something." Hunter leans over as to whisper something in the bartender's ear. "How do you know about me? Why is there an image of me on the front glass that reads "Beware?""

The bartender stepped back, "Don't touch me" He said, not liking how close the fox was to him.  "I don't know what the hell's put on my door.  What do I look like I own the place?" He asked, looking around, "Don't answer that" he added quickly, going up to the other fox.

 

 

 

A fox walked into the bar some faces he recognized and some were new. It had been two years since he had been at the complex, a lot has happened since then. He has had a few more scars added, he's has bulked up and grown a few inches as well. He causally walked in and took a seat. "Dragonarianale if you please", The vulpine asked the bartender.

"I'm sorry, we don't carry that kind of drink here.  If it doesn't have alcohol in it we don't call it ale.  You might want to try the place over there" He informed, pointing his finger out the window where another place was clearly visible, named "Weenie Hut Jr's: Ice Cream Bar"

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Max: "Oh nothing really. I wish to include everyone here, I didn't just want to talk with one person. Do you mind if I give your daughter something?"

 

"If you put your goddamned paws near my daughter or put anything near her i will break you and leave you in a rafter." Balsa says in a single fluid voice, her eyes no longer blinking and her face turned into a ferocious scowl.

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