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"Well, i was kinda training with Matt here, but sure. AY MATT! Wanna join this training session?"

"Sure! Just gimme a moment, i'm getting my sh*t mixed over here by 200 green bushes here!-"

"Don't say bad words and don't be mean!" he chided

Matt then came back with a alive green bush on his head... and it's wearing his hat too. "The little b*stard stole my hat and now he's wearing it."

He glared at Matt angrily "you're mean. And bad. I don't like you"

"Well my bad. Nolegs was the one who started all this anyway."

He glared at Nolegs "don't be mean. You wouldn't like it if someone made fun of the hair on your skin would you?" He admonished

Dominick crept into the bar, his hood over his head, trying not to call attention to himself.
He was probably doing the opposite, but he didn't know that.

((Gotta do something with her right now-))

The android appeared in the bar, a little confused she placed her hands on her hips " Well Ive never been here..." She says, thinking to herself

Mizuna was outside charging up, trying to push her power to new heights.

She walked outside looking at the Saiyan..she sat down right outside the door, watching the Saiyan "Interesting.."

Keiko came in the band, carrying a amplifier. She was inspired by Aunn the bard's live performances.

Benjamin sat towards the back of the room, reading a novel. When he wasn't he occasionally scanned the room. The man wore an odd masquerade mask on his face.. a scar being visible from under it, by his cheek, perhaps he was trying to hide it? Who knew?

Hanabi walks back inside the bar "Cool place..-"

Mizuna walks back in, yawning before crawling into a booth and laying down, wrapping her tail around herself and closing her eyes.

She teleports over to Mizuna and just kinda looks at her, a little confused

Mizuna gives her a bit of a side eye, confused on why the person she wished into existence is just.. watching her sleep.

Keiko placed the amplifier down, looking for a outlet. "Is anyone here sensitive to loud noises?", she asked in just case she got any complaints. Keiko didn't care whether people enjoy the music or not, but noise complaints annoyed her the most.

“Yeah, I’m trying to nap right now, could you do this a bit later? That’d be great!”

"Alright", Keiko shrugged and sat at a table, guarding the amp. Her guitar was in the band's pickup truck, which was owned by one of the band members. Keiko also wore a short jacket that ended at her midriff.