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"Nice to meet you. So what do people usually do around here?", he asked. Although, it must have been a bit obvious, as he admitted, it was a pub, and people go to pubs to relax... or well.. William had just wittnessed a blade fight, so that might be an understatement.

He looked back to the people as the fighting stopped, "Well. At least it's clam now." he said to himself as he brought out a notebook and started to write and draw in it.

Amongst the various occurrences, a new figure appeared within the hotel. Standing 6 and 2 thirds feet tall, this most recent guest stood slightly taller than your average man. One quick look at this particular individual would keenly note it wasn't no person, but a humanoid beast. Lined mostly with tawny brown fur on a robust frame, this creature seemed to be a lion of sorts. His white plumaged head and gold taloned feet led to a slightly different notion, however. Even more was the black feathered wings draped across his back not unlike a cape. One could make the observation he hailed from more mythical roots; the amalgamation of raptor and feline known as the Griffin.

Furthermore, an array of soft russet scutes trailed down his midsection through the underside of his tail. That, his scaled paw pads and various webbed extremities were the only current oddities not common in the hybrids. Such would be the case, as Tharraleos belonged to the deadly and versatile Aerasginero. An avid adventurer, the sea dweller stumbled upon a this fine establishment by sheer chance and inherent curiosity brought him inside. His day was spent causing an entire army of men to tremble and flee before his might. Perhaps a drink was in order. Heavy taloned feet nearly trembled the ground as the proud beast made his way to the counter.

"Greetings to you." Began the warrior, his tone rigid and bland like stone. The natural ferocity of his vocal cords nearly vibrated the air around him. "A glass of water to quench my thirst as I browse your menu." He requested, goldenrod, hooked rostrum bending somewhat into an attempted smile. His array of sharp features and piercing yellow gaze often contrasted his cordial tendencies. It was at least a shot, most times, and was feeling gleeful over his prior victory.

Zack looked over at the man walking to the bar, or well, whatever he was. He smiled slightly as his rather cheery personality, "Well, at least another here is happy." He said quietly to himself looking back to his notepad and began to scribbled once more.

"Say Will..." Jota started to say. "Are you up for anything? I'll treat you."

"I don't even know what's on the menu.. let me check..", well, he didn't even know what the currency was. He didn't know where he was, or when he was. He didn't know wheter there was a where and when, that's how every it gets(WHAT'S UP REFFERENCE?).
"I pass. I'll just have some milk, I guess.", he replied, taking the conclusion after he had finished reading the menu."How kind of you.", he added.

He was growing fond of this boy. Giving another nod, Jota looked at the menu as well.

"I could go for some tea with cream. Either way. Guess we could chat here for a while. Avoid conflict and what not. Can't trust that purple android."

"Tea with cream?", he asked, but he somehow withdrew from questioning it. "You know.. you have a british.. or at least one that sounds british.. you shouldn't be embarassing yourself with not knowing that tea can be consumed with cream!", he thought to himself ."Oh yes, tea with cream, that sounds delicious."

"Of course, it's not like there are any other ways to kill time around here.", he said, looking around. "Oh wow.. how come I didn't notice that robot until now?", he asked, giving off a soft laugh.It was wierd, he knew that such thing was impossible, that robots may only have existed in fairytales,"Hey now, Will, you thought that magic was just fiction too, and look..", he thought.

A loud gunshot and clang of the soldier’s metal helmet is heard from the corner, as he had finally onholstered his FN M1900 and unloaded a round into the roof of his mouth.

He looked over to the soldier and frowned, "Bud, that's a bit loud yah know. Can you please keep it down?" he asked politely to him.

"I think you and I are going to get along truly well." Jota said softly. He ignored the gunblast from the person who just came in. He brushed that off as if it was nothing.

"At least there is someone with a good head on their shoulders here."

matty looked around quite confused. "would anyone mind telling me where i am?"

He turned his head towards the gunshot,"Watch out with that gun, would you?Somebody might get hurt.",no horse junk, Sherlock, of course guns are dangerous!.

"Oh come on, people here don't look that bad.", he said. However, he wasn't sure they were entirely good either, but it'd be a bit unfair to label all of them as a bad person.

"Soooooo.. what things are you into? What do you do in your free time?"

He turned to the newcomer to the bar, "I honestly have no idea what this place is, but all I know its probably some kind of intergalactic pub, where people from far vast lands come to relax from their travels and to meet new people. Who runs this place? I don't know. Maybe its some powerful person from a world far different from our own, making this for their own amusement." He paused, "Or you know... Just a pub." He said looking back.
(THE FOURTH WALL HAS BEEN CRACKED!)

((thank you)) arie walked into the bar and teleported to the stools

ello???>>

((ello)) arie sat down and looked around at everyone

-sits as far away from anybody as he can, pulling his beanie over his hair again-

she looked at the boy and giggled

-glances your way, wondering why you're giggling, his light grey skin is showing under all the makeup, and his beanie is pulled tightly over his hair-