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They stared gaping openly "what the hell is that?" Seems they've never seen a robot before "it looks like a living statue covered in flesh" they stood and took a step closer obviously curious

"It would seem I am capable of materializing at Trixie's without the help of my dear summoner. I generally must answer Ren's call first before I am able to appear in the material realm since I am a shikigami. Methinks the extradimensional aspect of this wonderful bar allows spirits to manifest with little to no cost" Azumi commented before wincing in pain. She attempted to stretch in order to deal with the pain

"Ah, I did not materialize properly it would seem. My back seems to hurt a bit, I must've rushed my manifestation. Actually, it may be because of my old age. I am 525 after all!"

"Tactical Doll is the term, though it's shortened to T-Doll. All of us are androids, and I carry the Browning machine gun of 1917."

"Multiple questions, what's an android, what's a browning? And what is a gun of 1917?" They tilted their head slightly seeming genuine

"...Erm. Browning is a company started by John Moses Browning, androids are basically human-resembling machines, and I'm a machine gun that made in 1917?"

"I'm gonna nod and pretend I understood that" and indeed they did not with an awkward smile. Then slipped back to their seat without another word. Another bill came out and sat next to the other bill. "Hey cook, got any more of that drink?"

Sil would sit back in her chair, all her fluffy tails fluffing out as she stretches out

He came out and sat in order to take a break.

"Thank you." Elysia said and smiled. "Keep this up, I'll buy you a drink."

Hal smiled at the adorable Azumi, "And yet, you don't look a day over a hundred."

"Are we talking about age? I'm 10,000." She just said that nonchalantly, sipping away at coffee, as you do.

They shrugged "it's in the back? Alright if I get the refill myself?" Standing up to search for this new drink

Hal looked over at Kal'tsit, "10,000? You don't look a day over 1,000." He said with a smiled, "You look great."

"More like...30 something..." He shrugs, because the Doctor and Kal'tsit in the same room is just something that was bound to happen. "...I'm 13,000. I think."

They slipped behind the bar, but not hiding the fact whatsoever. "Hey cook? Whereabouts was that stuff?"

All of a sudden, Streaky popped out of somewhere carrying the very drink Seran was looking for by his mouth! And he was running away with it!

They stared at the cat and shrugged "eh not worth the chase, I'd make a fool of myself...maybe I don't need more" they slowly wandered to the back of the bar to a booth, and sat down

He would come out to start cleaning all the dirty dishes "man, why this so big pile"

"I can help you, if you'd like?" She asked with a smile.

He saw his friend and started wagging his tail.