Hellfire Legion Bar and Grill (AO)

[Dejavu]

*Ivana storms back into the bar and walks behind the counter, she has a look or pure evil in here eyes as she stares at Tharog. She picks up a bottle and smashes it over his head.*

"Get out from behind my bloody bar!"

*She slumps down on her stool before looking at Morton and giving him a dark look. She then surveys the bar for her next victim.*

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Bravery is being the only one who knows you're afraid. - David Hackworth (1930 - 2005)

[TheJarl]

Tharog just stood there, calm as always.

"Ey, there was noone behind the bar when I walked in.."

He shrugged and walked back to his seat.

"This place is odd..."

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[PhantomBlade]

*A drunken Luara slumps up of her table*

'EY!

Dont break stuff....

They'll blame me cause im known for...

*Falls back in her drunken sleep*

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When life gives you lemons..... throw them at your enemies!!!

Char. Bio's:
Dragen: http://discoverygc.com/forums/index.php?ac...t=0#entry969820

[TheJarl]

Tharog glares at Luara.

"What did she drink?! Not that I mind drunk girls or anything"

He grins and empties his bottle of ale.

"Hey melon-girl, gimme another one!"

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[Rodent]

The Oldest member of the Legion walks, or drags his sorry self into the Bar. Albert Knowles is a gaunt, tall, and intimidating kind of person, who walks with a slight limpy swagger. The bar is his favorite haunt, and the bottle his consistent love. He doesn't really care for the other members of the Legion, as they are so different from him, the gap is too great.

He picks the corner seat, asks for the usual rum, and begins drinking, stretching out his long legs.

[Dejavu]

*Ivana looks up from her magazine that she was reading and stared at Tharog.*

"Jog on lil man, jog on. You are not having any of this booze."

*She then returned to her magazine.*

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Bravery is being the only one who knows you're afraid. - David Hackworth (1930 - 2005)

[TheJarl]

"Ye're the worst barwoman ever..."

He sighs and walks to the other side of the bar in order to grab a bottle himself.

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[Dejavu]

*Ivana looks up once again, she then grabs a small pistol from under the counter and shoots the bottle.*

"Get out! No stealin' my booze!"

*She returns to her magazine.*

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Bravery is being the only one who knows you're afraid. - David Hackworth (1930 - 2005)

[PhantomBlade]

*Sits up instantly, pulling a pistol by instinct and points it towards the "Bar keep" and glares, having trouble sitting up again*

You are... *slumps forward and pushes herself back up* ... a very odd bar keep.... give the poor person thier bloody drink...

*Luara holsters the pistol before calming down and laying on the table* Now let me take my nap...

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When life gives you lemons..... throw them at your enemies!!!

Char. Bio's:
Dragen: http://discoverygc.com/forums/index.php?ac...t=0#entry969820

[Durandal]

Voss stepped into the bar with a rather big arse grin on his face, with three other figures following him. The first two were Legionnaires, Star Colonel Dagon and Allison, but the third just a small time Hacker. He briefly worried if he were making a mistake, but by that time it was too late. He sat down at a table, the others doing the same. Only a part of the place was a bar, afterall.

"So Sam, tell me.. where DO I know that name from? Sorry, isn't exactly my strong point."

Before he could respond, one of the waitresses approached the table to take their orders...

"I'll take a nice juicy steak, medium rare. Twice baked potato on the side, and an ice cold mug of Legion ale. And she'll have..."

He glanced over at Allison, not wanting to make her wait any longer to eat. Dealing with pissed off hungry women wasn't one of his strong points either.