Kazehiki looks at Mad Rat with curiosity, a rat that could talk?
Cue Mat Rat just looking over to Kazehiki. "Ay- Why are you looking at me for? I'm trying to make a sign in case Kirby is gonna crash through the ceiling once again."
Kazehiki nods, "Sorry." He says in a raspy, soft voice.
"I'm just interested in why you talk..." He sniffles.
"I'm just interested in why you talk..." He sniffles.
Meanwhile, Kalara and her crew of Klingons are being very rowdy over at the other end of the bar.
Paradise had convinced Kemeno to come out of her puddle, Kemeno was eating large tuna, Paradise sat not too far away
Korby then suddenly got on the phone. Just to call a friend again. "Poyo! Poyo poyo poyo!" ("Kirby, i need some help! Get over here right quick!")
Kayleth approaches Korby and clears her throat. "*ahem* Poyo poyo poyo?" ("Could I be of assistance as well?")
Kazehiki was looking at Kalara and her crew of Klingons.
He didn't like them there because they were being loud and it hurt his ears, but he didn't say anything because he was too shy...
He didn't like them there because they were being loud and it hurt his ears, but he didn't say anything because he was too shy...
Lo and behold, yet another being would enter. A girl with pale blue skin, red eyes, stark white hair and a magnificent set of black feathery wings.
She strode in with pride, her golden sandals clicking against the wood as she made her way to the bar. After sitting down, she took a moment to straighten out her white dress before folding her hands on the counter. Taking a moment to order a simple water.
She strode in with pride, her golden sandals clicking against the wood as she made her way to the bar. After sitting down, she took a moment to straighten out her white dress before folding her hands on the counter. Taking a moment to order a simple water.
Kazehiki looks at Zara and his tired eyes seem to light up with excitement.
He runs up to her and reaches for her wings, trying to stroke the feathers on them, wondering if they were soft to the touch.
He runs up to her and reaches for her wings, trying to stroke the feathers on them, wondering if they were soft to the touch.
The moment she felt the slightest touch on a single feather, her massive wings snapped up and open to their full extent. Nearly as wide as the room itself.
With expert maneuvering, she stood and turned to face whoever dared try to touch her without permission, surprisingly without knocking a single thing or person over. There was a harsh look in her red eyes, lips parted in a fang baring snarl.
"Rude."
She said simply, yet harshly.
With expert maneuvering, she stood and turned to face whoever dared try to touch her without permission, surprisingly without knocking a single thing or person over. There was a harsh look in her red eyes, lips parted in a fang baring snarl.
"Rude."
She said simply, yet harshly.
Kazehiki backs away, surprised.
In a soft, raspy voice; it sounded like he had a cold, he spoke; "Sorry miss..."
"I just...really like your wings." He says as he curls his fingers around the golden cross around his neck. "They're pretty..."
In a soft, raspy voice; it sounded like he had a cold, he spoke; "Sorry miss..."
"I just...really like your wings." He says as he curls his fingers around the golden cross around his neck. "They're pretty..."
"It's not hard to ask."
She said, just a cooly but the harshness seemed to have left her voice. She folded her wings neatly back against her back, ruffling them slightly to make sure all the feathers slid in to their right place.
"They are a part of my body, I would assume you wouldn't like it if someone just randomly came up to you and started touching you all over."
She said, just a cooly but the harshness seemed to have left her voice. She folded her wings neatly back against her back, ruffling them slightly to make sure all the feathers slid in to their right place.
"They are a part of my body, I would assume you wouldn't like it if someone just randomly came up to you and started touching you all over."
The Girl walks through a door, looking at a peice of paper, a bounty poster of sorts, looking around she wouldn't spot her target so she kinda just lays down, perhaps she's alseep?
The three of them walk in, an auto of power and dominance radiating from the fish, and one of pure dread against any sinner from the short skeleton. The tall one seems to be trying to hide his joy under a serious demeanor.. and is doing a decent job.
"Living skeletons..a fish person?" She'd think for a moment"Well merfolk sell well to pirates... But.." She'd shrug as she stands
Sage runs over to the group and hugs all three, grinning as she drags them over to a booth, ordering drinks for them, and handing a ketchup bottle to the short skeleton.
The butterfly is ready to cast her ability as butterflies fly into the the room near the hundreds "mm.." She'd think for a moment, before she'd stopped, butterflies scattering, one would land on sage's head "I cant do such a thing..-"
Undyne, with her great instincts, swats the butterfly away, suspicious of how it suddenly appear.
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