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Re: You and I Are In 'Unity' 9/?
Date: 2012-05-07 06:39 am (UTC)He arched his head towards her direction,“Is there something else you would like?”
The girl nodded, and replied,”Can I get a cold whiskey? I heard from a friend of mine that you sold cold whiskies here.”
The bartender nodded and duck down for a minute. He brought out one chilled whiskey. Little slithers of frost clenched to the side of the bottle. He snatched the last remaining bottles from the counter, and neatly tucked them away on the shelves behind him.
“How would you like to make payment, my dear?” He questioned her and when her hands clapsed around the neck of the bottle.
The human responded with cheery energy,”Would it be okay if I traded one of those whiskeys I gave you for a cold one?”
“Oh, certain-... “ Then Ahzrukhal suspended his speech.
Charon noticed the glint in the man's eye. Of course his employer had seconds thoughts on his 'generous trade'.
“O-Oh, Sorry. You see, my cold whiskeys cost a just little bit extra. About 5 caps extra.”
“Ah...” The girl frowned. “Well. Okay. Hold on.”
The girl fished through her coin-sack and easily located five caps to give to the man. .
'Ahzrukhal... you bastard.' Charon internally spat. The usual costumers would have received a cold whiskey for a regular whiskey if they so requested, but the opportunity for Ahzruhkal to gain a few caps to his already expanded addition was too much for the ghoul's lack of an inner-conscious.
The man thankfully took the caps, and in exchange let the young-ling take what was rightfully hers at that point. He put away the rest of the items, such as the Salisbury Steak, and wiped the table clean of any residue (sweat, water droplets, and dirt) left on the counter. The human carefully unscrewed the cap off of the bottle, licked her dehydrated lips, and took a few measly sips of the cool, smokey beverage. Her first initial reaction was a splutter, a held back gag, but then she sighed with a invigorated gleam. She put the drink away from her mouth, and tightened the cap back on the head of the bottle, and tucked it away in her sack to keep safe for later.
She hopped off her barstool, and elevated her belongings onto her shoulder. She slapped her hand lightly on the bar counter. That was her silent goodbye. The man at the counter only bobbed his head slightly for her reassurance that the goodbye was witnessed. The wanderer headed for the exit. Charon never kept his eyes off of her as she strolled away, and studied her as her hips casually swayed side to side with each step. When she disappeared from sight, the maroon haired man surveyed his employer, and saw the owner went back to his task of tallying caps.
Charon couldn't help, but be puzzled if the stranger would return to the seedy spot of The Underworld any time soon.
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Re: You and I Are In 'Unity' 9/?
Date: 2012-05-11 07:43 am (UTC)Re: You and I Are In 'Unity' 9/?
Date: 2012-05-22 04:50 am (UTC)