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Post by Corvus Corthrow on Apr 20, 2015 8:35:26 GMT -7
"Grape juice and whiskey. Coming right up, gentlemen."
He scooped the currency into a clean spittoon, which was noisy, then turned to take down two glasses. He filled one with grape juice from the ice-box, and the other with the house's finest grain whiskey. Turned back, he placed each order before the two.
"Enjoy." He smiled, then placed the spittoon behind the bar and under the counter.
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Post by The Merchant on Apr 20, 2015 8:45:21 GMT -7
"Thank you, sir." He pulls a bendy straw out of his pocket and tosses it in his glass. He takes a sip through his scarf and turns to Sombra. "So, my King, what brings you to here?"
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Post by Corvus Corthrow on Apr 20, 2015 8:49:50 GMT -7
"My pleasure, sir." He nods and returns to wiping down the bar.
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Post by King Sombra on Apr 20, 2015 12:04:29 GMT -7
"I'm --" He starts, wanting to try and scrap together what little of a cover he had left, however, he knew that at this point it was blown; everyone knew who he was. This is a complete and utter disaster, something that will keep him up at night and gnaw at him internally until he finally does it.
"I just felt the need for Grape juice, and there was none in the Castle." He explains in all honesty. He was hoping to do some espionage as well and punish a few trash-talkers, but it was no use. He'd just kick a puppy on his way home.
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Post by Corvus Corthrow on Apr 20, 2015 12:29:40 GMT -7
Looking up at King Sombra, he nodded, "Very good, sir. I am glad you stopped by. Why not stay a bit and have a game of darts, perhaps?"
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Post by The Merchant on Apr 20, 2015 12:54:11 GMT -7
"Ah, my King, if you are lacking anything, I may be of use..." The Merchant starts to pull his overcoat open. "Free of charge to you, of course."
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Post by The Clockwork Man on Apr 20, 2015 14:50:04 GMT -7
The doors open softly as Comedy walks in and yells "Wunderbar! A social gathering area!" He sticks his pointer into the side of his head and says "I've turned down my restrains a bit. This is my equivalent to being drunk." Comedy immediately walks over to an unoccupied table and flips it before shouting "Screw all civilized conver...sation!"
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Post by Corvus Corthrow on Apr 20, 2015 18:15:13 GMT -7
"PUT THAT TABLE BACK!"
Corvus said aloud to Clockwork from behind the bar as he sternly looked at him with narrowed green eyes, having paused his counter wiping.
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Post by Alexander Drake on Apr 20, 2015 18:21:37 GMT -7
"Uh oh, look out Clockwork, it seems like Mr. Corthrow isn't taking any bullshit." Alex finishes his 7th rum, raising his glass for a refill.
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Post by The Clockwork Man on Apr 20, 2015 19:38:04 GMT -7
Comedy turned to Corvus and let out a deep mechanical growl and a gust of steam from his mouth before putting the table back up. In a deep tone he said "I think you best not yell next time..." as he said this his mask's mouth became jagged and extended to the edges of his mask.
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Post by Corvus Corthrow on Apr 20, 2015 19:45:16 GMT -7
"If there is a next time, it will be the last time." He answers, displaying incredible restraint by permitting the disrespectful and careless patron to remain in the place.
Corvus eyes him only a brief moment more before returning to his counter wipe down.
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Post by The Clockwork Man on Apr 21, 2015 13:11:22 GMT -7
Comedy lets out a low grumble before sticking his pointer into the side of his head again and turning it to the opposite side. "There we go, sorry for my previous actions good sir. I've forgotten how uncivilized I get with out my restrains." He says with a slight bow towards Corvus, he then walked over and started helping Corvus with the counter.
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Post by King Sombra on Apr 21, 2015 14:28:59 GMT -7
King Sombra seemed amused by Clockworks actions. He had a big smile on his face as he pounded his fist onto the bar.
"Yes! Screw Civilization!" He shouts, then procceded to throw his glass full of grape-juice against the wall.
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Post by Corvus Corthrow on Apr 21, 2015 15:06:47 GMT -7
He nods in recognition of Comedy's change of attitude.
However, when Sombra throws his glass, Corvus turns to face the Monarch, speaking firmly.
"Please leave, sir. You are no longer welcome here tonight."
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Post by King Sombra on Apr 21, 2015 15:11:04 GMT -7
King Sombra snorts, then starts laughing. He laughs so much he has to hold his chest and he hunches over the bar.
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