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He was baking pizzas. Today, the special was a pizza buffet.

max: sure that sounds good actually * he said as he went onto his computer and found the movie and started playing it onto the wall *

Tenebris wasn't originally going to go to the bar today, but he smelt pizza cooking and he couldn't resist. Suddenly, through a hellish-looking portal of black fog, a bunch of black ink-like substance poured onto the floor and Tenebris popped out of the portal, hovering over the floor for a moment before his boots touched the floor and the portal snapped away. He glanced at the hellish ink, then glanced around at the other bar-goers. "Uhh, clean up on Aisle..this isn't a supermarket." He pointed at the ink and then wandered over to the counter, his boots tracking the ink. He sat down, sniffing the air.

"Hey! Are you making pizza back there?" Tenebris shouted to Mathius in the kitchen.

* max sighed seeing the ink tracks * max: hay next time a little less ink on the grand entrance bud * he said as he had to leave the movie to go and grab the mop and started cleaning the floor *

Tenebris turned his head to Max and simply just shrugged, with no verbal reply.

Would enter back in, looking around

* max would sigh as he finished his moping and saw silver * max: afternoon silver how have you been

Good

max: anything exciting happen today?

"Not particularly interesting"

max: no? how come ? * he said curiesly as he would put the mop away that he was using

"Just been boring"

Crimson is holding a particularly strange rocket rocket launcher

Oh god who let her in here

*takes the rocket launcher

Crimson Is currently glued to the thing like a stubborn child, even Boti materialized to chew her out, I think she's just excited to kill things with it "Put it down Crimson!" The small Robot said, flying about-

(Send her on a raid, she'll love it I swear )

"What are you doing with this"

Max: whoa hay remember no guns in the bar and technically that’s a gun buuuuut we can test it outside if you want * he said with a chuckle

"Would these count as guns?" Karlach flexed her arms, showing off how muscular she was.

"I doubt people actually follow that, considering some people are not keen on separating from their firearms." That was Jessica's case, with her Beretta 92 in a holster on her hip. "I mean, would you want to separate yourself from a firearm, in the off-chance you may actually need it?"