*Benny lifted up his head confused by how many of these people seemed to know each other he was only 17 years of age for a human and had no idea what was happening as he just tried to act normal*
Ren Hemmberg wrote:
Samuel wrote:
Samuel sits at a table, happily watching people come and go. The fox mask remained on their face, not once making a move to take it off. They hum softly, tapping the table before them.
Ren was busy squishing the face of his kitsune mother Azumi. Coincidentally, the pair were at the table next to Samuel.
"Heh, squishy, soft yokai..." Ren chuckled to himself as he played with his mother's canine face.
Samuel looked up, watching the man and the kitsune. "Hello there..." They murmur, smiling a bit at them.
Mama Zenin wrote:
Click-clack. Her expensive heels made a rhythmic click on the bar's wooden floors. The woman's pink hair was tied up in a bun and adored with a floral hair clip. She wore a wine red blazer and matching long skirt. The woman carried a black leather clutch and walked over to the bar counter.
"Excuse me. Is there any way I can reserve a table? One where it is private." She said with a smile.
"Excuse me. Is there any way I can reserve a table? One where it is private." She said with a smile.
"You're welcome to use the private party room."
Ren Hemmberg wrote:
Samuel wrote:
Samuel sits at a table, happily watching people come and go. The fox mask remained on their face, not once making a move to take it off. They hum softly, tapping the table before them.
Ren was busy squishing the face of his kitsune mother Azumi. Coincidentally, the pair were at the table next to Samuel.
"Heh, squishy, soft yokai..." Ren chuckled to himself as he played with his mother's canine face.
He started squishing Ren's face and booping his nose. He then stuffed Azumi in the papoose.
Joli had fallen asleep in one of the seat booths.
*Kumori walked inside the bar like place as he had his hands in the pockets of his hoodie his red ruby colored eyes looked around the place as he let out a soft sigh while he kept walking along his combat boots made some noise on the floor from the floor boards*
Cue Fake Peppino falling from the ceiling before landing the peter griffin death pose. "F- CENSORED."
*Kumori jumped back startled by the person falling from the ceiling as he walked slowly back over to them as he nudged them with the edge of his combat boot not sure what was going to happen*
Joli D'argent wrote:
Joli had fallen asleep in one of the seat booths.
He was asleep with his head on Joli.
*Kumori soon nudged the man on the floor a bit more with the edge of his combat boot before he took a look towards the dog but said nothing wondering how this person fell out form where ever he had come from*
"I would appriciate it if you didn't nudge me. Please and thank you." Fake Peppino said on the floor before melting and then reforming back onto his feet. "I fell, trying to clean the ceiling."
He walked into the kitchen to start opening.
*Kurmori got startled when the man melted as he backed away quickly having a grossed out look on his face* “tsk…gross” *Kurmori mumbled annoyed*
Claude wiped the bar counter and did her opening duties like rinsing glasses, checking the beer tabs, and preparing the free bar snack bowls. She walked into the kitchen with a jar of olives and a big bag of sunflower seeds. "Yo Unc, sunflower seeds or olives?"
*Kurmori noticed the girl as he soon walked over to her* “is this a family owned bar cause it seems like you and your uncle own this place it’s interesting I guess I’ve never been to a bar before…” *Kurmori said folding his arms*
"Well, some of my family does work here but no, we don't own the bar," Claude said as she poured sunflower seeds into the bowls. "First timer? Welcome to Trixie's. What can I get ya?"
Claude Mayday wrote:
Claude wiped the bar counter and did her opening duties like rinsing glasses, checking the beer tabs, and preparing the free bar snack bowls. She walked into the kitchen with a jar of olives and a big bag of sunflower seeds. "Yo Unc, sunflower seeds or olives?"
"Sunflower seeds. Olives are for the pizza specials tomorrow"
"Hmm. I think I sent Olivia to go get some Olives a few days ago, but I'm not sure if she's back yet. Lemme check." Fake Peppino then looks out the window, his face pressed (HARSHLY) onto it.
(OOC Note: The HUD TV is an example.)
(OOC Note: The HUD TV is an example.)
Claude Mayday wrote:
"Well, some of my family does work here but no, we don't own the bar," Claude said as she poured sunflower seeds into the bowls. "First timer? Welcome to Trixie's. What can I get ya?"
"We got mocktails, juices, and many more." Claude grabbed a menu and handed it to Kumori.
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