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He had tried to block out everything she was saying to him because just hearing her voice started to cool the hot coals of his soul within his core, his audits while he was walking off pressed won against the sides of his head to try and block her out but for some reason it was as if her voice penetrated right through without even a diminishing factor being accounted for, that was bad for him because it only made his blood boil ever hotter, he even increased his pace when he was walking to that of a trot and once he was safely inside the booth, he thought himself safe but only again was he addressed by the fox woman by her saying 'I'll be seeing you, handsome!' and blowing him a kiss which even though his cheeks were furred, he blushed hotly, this was actually the cause of why he darkened his booth so as she could not see his body and features. What worried him the most was that she spoke as if she had intended to have a private conversation with him later on when she was done talking to Lila...that was going to be a hellish time indeed..he even now looked back and noticed that she was whispering to Lila and looking at him..oh gods she was talking about him..he just knew it..

He had to focus on something else..anything else to return to his normal state of being..seeing his mug of root beer he smiled and started to drink again, the sweet releasing tastes of the drink washing over his sensitive taste buds, enveloping him within the confines of a bliss he experienced no matter how many times he had consumed this sugary drink. Yes, this was an answer to his prayers for a distraction, now that the flavorful effects of the beverage had subsided, he got to thinking on the contracts and work he had to do in the future as to keep money flowing..after all he too needed shelter, food and drink to keep himself alive. These thoughts now consumed him and pushed out any thoughts of everyone else at this bar, he closed his eyes as he thought, the crimson red optics fading from sight so now people only thought that the booth was empty unless they saw him enter prior.

(Shouldn't we put in a post order? -_-')

((i was thinking necronakar, then myself, then flaks, and then epicman if youd like to join back in)

(I never left. I was answering PMs and such.)

Once the light and dark energy was in equilibrium, I sheathed the swords, and jumped down, landing in front of the bar, and feeling a little parched after that massive exertion of energy, I walk in, and sit down at the bar, a few seats from Lila. "Bar tender, a bottle of whiskey, please. No glass, I won't be needing one." The bar tender gives me the bottle, and I open it, immediately taking a swig. "That's the good stuff."

(is this still open? it seems interesting)

(Last time I checked it's still open.)

Kaoss had wondered the forest for a good while before stumbling onto a house that looks somewhat abandoned. The front door of the house somehow still attached to the hinges. He walked into the house silent and cautiously, making sure not to disturb anyone who might be there.

(It's still open )

(Still open, riiight? This looks interesting.)

(Still open )

(I wasn't told all this happened. I got two emails, not thirty!)

Damon didn't like all of the attention the road was getting. He pushed his way through the crowd and subconsciously played with the loot in his pocket. His eyes met those of a girl who recognized as the magician from the bar, but quickly averted his eyes and kept going. He wanted to stop and ask about her final act, but he put himself at enough risk by staying to watch it in the first place. He made it through and continued down the road, sure that he was home free.

Sakarixilii's silver eyes darted to Damon as he shoved his way through the crowd. She didn't like the vibes she was getting off him. Nervous, mostly. She could see that he wasn't comfortable in the crowd. She flicked her long, silver hair and easily split from the group. She was near the fringes and had a way of going unnoticed when she wanted. She followed him until they were away from the group, unsure if he knew she was there.

There was a small flash of darkness on a building several blocks away, and the silhouette of a man standing on it, watching.

"Disruption Signal acquired..."
A faint voice, muffled by interference from radio equipment whispered among the crowds as red-eyed form emerged from the shadows of a nearby alleyway.
It carried a lenghty device on his back... An Armor Piercing Rifle, for those wary of it's nature.

"Initiating Recon, you'd better have a 'farkin huge pile of money for this one..."
Almost half a kilometer away, the man fixed it's crimson stare at the silhouette that emerged from the darkness afar, as he immediately pulled the weapon from his back...

Damon quietly trekked along. He was sure that he got away, so why did he have such bad feeling? He began to listen for anything out of the ordinary around him, and he heard it. A set of footsteps following him. Someone followed him out of town, so he stopped an called out, "You can come out, I know you're behind that tree." He didn't actually know where they were, but considering that they were in a forest, it seemed like the first place someone would hide.

Sakarixilii laughed gently. "I'm not even trying to hide," she said, behind him but a bit to the side where he hadn't looked. "I just noticed you were nervous, which stood out to me in a crowd of people making friendly introductions. I saw that you didn't like crowds so I waited until we were out here to ask what was wrong." She sat crosslegged on the path, the very ends of her silver hair pooling behind her. "So, what's wrong?"

Damon was suprised to see her out in the open, the last place he expected anyone following him to be. It kind of embarrassed him. "Should've stopped at the magician." He muttered to himself before giving the woman his attention, "I'm not comfortable in big groups, is there anything wrong with that?" He made sure not to stick his hand in his pocket again in case she caught that too.

tenebris was on top of a building watching the chaos, of course he saw the soldier, but he would stay peaceful as long as he wasnt attacked, otherwise...Many would die and a small war may erupt.

Carefuly pulling the safety lever of his Rifle, The Ranger took a quick glimpse over his scope towards the figure, unaware, but suspicious, that he was already been spotted. A man in casual clothes stood up by himself atop a high building...
Letting itself in the open was probably some sort of ruse... Like he was already expecting someone or something.

"Sunova' fuster cluck..." - Grunting as he hastily retreated unto the alleyway, The Ranger ignored the many looks he drew upon himself from the crowd. - "... It's goin' t' be one o' these days, ay..."

Sakarixilii cocked her head. "Nothing's wrong with being nervous in crowds. But your nerves were a little... different. There was agoraphobia, certainly, but I'm used to that being all around me." She glanced into his eyes. "What's in your pocket, Damon?"