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Post by Corvus Corthrow on Apr 19, 2015 21:53:03 GMT -7
Come in, sit down, and have a drink! The polished oak bar is always open, and Lieutenant Commander Corthrow is YOUR own Silent Servant!
Talk trash, throw darts, shoot pool, play cards, or drown your sorrows. Outside, the war rages. But inside? A strict Neutral Zone.
Here, ALL factions can share a round and engage in fraternization. Weapons prohibited. NO fighting is allowed, of course, and anyone who pukes is right out.
What happens in Corvy's Corner, STAYS in Corvy's Corner! This is in-character NON-canon RP.
SO! Ever want to buy a drink for the attractive Monarch? Or spin a few tales with the terrible famed warriors of that other Empire? Now is your chance!
Tell ol' Juke the Magic Neon Boulder by the dance floor what songs you like, and the song will play!
Step right in! Let the Silent Servant be your happy host, and enjoy!
*typical generalized liability disclaimer inserted here*
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Josaline the Red
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Crystal Empire
Fear will always be superior to love.
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Post by Josaline the Red on Apr 19, 2015 21:57:33 GMT -7
(Corvy as my Silent Servant?... I'm in.)
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Post by Corvus Corthrow on Apr 19, 2015 21:59:52 GMT -7
Opening night, and of course, Corvus's luck holds true with empty seats as far as the eye can see.
Wearing a typical olde-tyme soda jerk's uniform, complete with arm garters, bow tie, and starched hat, Corvus wipes down the ornate bar top, earnestly awaiting his first customer.
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Alexander Drake
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Eins...drei...zwei...I don't think we have enough body bags...
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Post by Alexander Drake on Apr 19, 2015 22:11:19 GMT -7
The doors burst open as Alexander walks in, sporting a mix of Solar and Lunar uniform. "Alcohol!" He shouts, arms outspread. "Corvus, my good friend, I will be taking all of your Rum."
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Post by Corvus Corthrow on Apr 19, 2015 22:16:06 GMT -7
Looking over to the door, and hearing the man call out, he smiles, "Hello Mr. Drake! Welcome! Rum it is, but it only comes by the glass. My license does not permit the sale of liqueurs in bulk."
With a grim, he turns and takes down a very choice bottle of the coast's finest run label, along with a tall, clean glass. Turning back to the counter, he set the glass down, opens the bottle, and begins to pour generously.
"You are the first person to ever come in, so your first night in on the house. Thank you for your patronage, sir!"
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Josaline the Red
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Crystal Empire
Fear will always be superior to love.
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Post by Josaline the Red on Apr 19, 2015 22:18:58 GMT -7
Stepping in from the main entrance, the beautiful Josaline the Red observes this quaint little tavern. With all of the work she had been putting herself through, the woman needed a break. She wore her silky red hair back in a ponytail, and donned her usual plate armor; even in a casual setting, the Red needed to present herself as an imposing figure.
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Alexander Drake
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Eins...drei...zwei...I don't think we have enough body bags...
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Post by Alexander Drake on Apr 19, 2015 22:24:03 GMT -7
"Thank you." He takes a sip of his drink. "So, you've seen The Legate? The Red, I believe she calls herse-" He stops, turning to see who entered. See Josaline, he gives her a wave. "Ah, speak of the devil." He turns back to Corvus. "Quite the looker, isn't she?"
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Post by Corvus Corthrow on Apr 19, 2015 22:25:46 GMT -7
While pushing Alex's glass forward, he looks tot he door, "Miss Estienne! Welcome! Please, come in. What can I do for you, ma'am?"
He nods and smiles at Alex, "Anything else, Mr. Drake?"
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Alexander Drake
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Eins...drei...zwei...I don't think we have enough body bags...
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Post by Alexander Drake on Apr 19, 2015 22:27:54 GMT -7
"Just keep the rum coming, I'll try not to be a bother." He takes another sip.
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Post by Corvus Corthrow on Apr 19, 2015 22:30:28 GMT -7
"No bother at all, sir. Just catch my eye with a raised empty glass, and it will be refilled."
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Post by The Merchant on Apr 20, 2015 0:13:09 GMT -7
The hooded man steps through the front door, seeing The Red Legate, he gives a bow. "Fancy meeting you here, Legate." He pulls his overcoat open a bit. "Could I interest you in some wares?"
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Post by King Sombra on Apr 20, 2015 3:42:19 GMT -7
Strutting in, with his cape trailing behind him, King Sombra sat down at the end of the bar, sporting a fake mustache; incognito. He subtly raised his hand to order the bartender over.
"Grape juice -- cold." He orders, leaning towards the other patrons; listening for traitor talk.
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Post by Corvus Corthrow on Apr 20, 2015 7:27:30 GMT -7
Corvus smooths out his sleeves after putting the bottle back on the shelf, then turns to the door upon hearing it open.
He sees The Merchant first, and gives a wave, "Welcome sir! If you wish to solicit my patrons in my establishment, you will need to first by them all a round and pay an additional small business fee."
He then sees King Sombra enter and sit down, "Mr. Ceniza! A pleasure to have you visit, sir. Nice mustache, by the way. You need to tell me who your barber is. So then, chilled grape juice did you say? Do you want that fresh, or aged?"
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Post by King Sombra on Apr 20, 2015 8:06:08 GMT -7
"Fresh." Sombra grumbles out, not happy about having his cover blown. Though now he did consider growing out a real beard. Surely he will smack his Spy Master for this - he said nobody would recognize him!
King Sombra fidgeted in his stool and looked about casually.
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Post by The Merchant on Apr 20, 2015 8:30:39 GMT -7
The Merchant strolls up to the counter and places down a ludicrous amount of money in every currency you could imagine. "I'm sure this is enough to buy your entire establishment, but I have no plans on doing so." He takes a seat. "Whiskey, please."
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