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"I don't think paint is going to fix that hole."

Toska stops painting and sighs. "Sometimes, I wish that I would have listened to my old man about becoming a carpenter."

As Linda noticed the hole, her eyes quickly scanned the surroundings before she gracefully exited the bar. Moments later, she reappeared, armed with the necessary materials. With skillful hands, she patched up the wall, a satisfied smile gracing her lips as she glanced over at Toka. With a shy chuckle, she uttered, "There you go!" Her gesture was genuine, a simple act of kindness in her effort to lend a hand.

"Thank you, Linda" He smiled and nodded.

Adjusting her glasses with a graceful flick, Linda offers a warm smile in response to the charming man's greeting. "You're welcome," she chirps, a hint of endearing awkwardness dancing in her tone. Settling into her seat, she unfolds her laptop with a purposeful gentleness, punctuating her work with intermittent sips of tea.

He would bring her a tray of tea cookies. "Here. Compliments. These were made by my son"

With a playful giggle, Linda's face lights up as she accepts the cookie with genuine gratitude. "Oh, how kind of you!" she exclaims, her smile radiant. Setting the cookies down delicately, she extends her hand for a friendly shake. "I'm Linda, by the way!"

Alois kicked the door open with his brown, high-heel boot and then ran into the bar with a mischievous grin. He clearly looked as if he was ready to cause mischief, but what or who was his target today, was the question.......

Linda's heart leaped at the stranger's sudden arrival, causing her to almost spring from her seat. She instinctively pressed a hand to her chest, attempting to steady the erratic rhythm within. Despite the startle, she managed a friendly wave towards the young man. However, a subtle observation of his expression hinted at a mischievous intent, prompting her to remain cautiously aware of his potential antics.

"What is it with people and kicking open doors?! I feel like I'm back at Normandy..."

"I don't wanna think how much the repair bill for all the doors here costs."

"My name is Mathius. I am the cook here"

With a gleam of curiosity dancing in her eyes, Linda gasps, "Oh, truly?" She eagerly reaches for one of the cookies, anticipation evident in the quiver of her fingertips. As she takes a bite, a symphony of flavors erupts on her palate, and her eyes widen in sheer delight. With each chew, she savors the delectable creation, and upon swallowing, her face lights up with a radiant smile aimed at her companion. "Absolutely divine! You're quite the culinary wizard!"

In the midst of her enjoyment, Linda's gaze shifts, catching sight of Jadzia Dax. With a graceful wave and a warm smile, she extends her admiration towards the stunning woman, her eyes drawn to the mesmerizing pattern of spots adorning her skin.

He carefully accepted the gentle handshake. Once he heatd the compliment, he grinned slightly, almost with pride.

"These were actually made by my son. He's around here somewhere. In fact, hey Wish. Come here, please?"

Dax waves back. "Hi there."

Suddenly, a large group of anthro characters enter the bar. The tallest among them seems to have bags under her eyes like a tired mother, despite only one of them being a child.
She is an owl wearing long, soft looking robes and is bare footed. On her waist is a long, elegant staff fashioned in the image of a queen's scepter. She is about 8 feet tall, and her eyes are the deepest form of blue with black pupils and... Are those stars?

She let out a long sigh. "Look, our meeting place got blown up because of somebody." She says, glaring at a tall sphinx cat in bright red robes, who laughs mischievously as his face twists into a large, unnerving grin. "... May we use your bar to discuss some important matters?"

"I WANT CHICKEN NUGGETS!" Shouts a short corgi, seemingly a child. He is dressed in white and gold vestments, wearing a pope's hat, and holds a long wooden stick with a golden circle on the end. "IF YOU DON'T LET ME GET ANY I WILL HAVE MY BIG BROTHER DECLARE WAR ON YOU!"

The owl sighed. "Yes, Corhi. You can have chicken nuggets. Please don't start a second world war- Wait where is Edgar?"

Suddenly, a red zombie shambles into the bar wailing. "PLEASE DEAR GODS HELP ME IT HURTS SO DAMN MU- AAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
The zombie then explodes into a bloody puddle. And from that puddle, rises a black furred wolf in overly dramatic robes.

"Sorry about that, Lunaria." Edgar said. "I remembered I forgot to make a sacrifice to the Sanguine Mother."

A rabbit woman on the short end dressed in mostly leaves stands at the edge of the group. "Why is he here?" She said, pointing to a skunk with green stripes clad in torn clothes and... A gas mask?

"EHEHEHEHEHEHEH!!!" The skunk shouted. "THE SPORES! I CAN FEEL THEM TRAVELING THROUGH MY BODY!!! EVERYONE MUST FEEL THIS MOST... EUPHORIC OF SENSES!!!!"

"We get it, Saka." Lunaria says, clearly tired. "You have said that 45 times this evening."

There is another skunk. Her hair is colored in red, purple, and green and her ears are that of a rabbit's. She is clad in dark robes and floating, staying completely silent.

"What?"

"With all the yelling, I'd rather be in the Argonne."

Lunaria rubbed the bridge of her nose. beak?
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." She complained. "Sometimes I think I'm the only one who takes this seriously... Except for Ami, of course."

The skunk rabbit at the end looked up at Lunaria for a second before going back to her silent state.

"Could we please use this place for a meeting? I promise there won't be too much more commotion." Lunaria insists.

Suddenly, something explodes as Saka laughs loudly.

"... Starting now." Lunaria adds.

He chuckled a bit and shoot his head..