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"I'm the best mascot!" Azumi added. She never gotten paid for it. In fact, she would absolutely refuse for the simple fact that she made friends here is payment enough

"I'm here too."

"None. Then again, Fumizuki and Azumi are here and they, along with Thor provide an abundance of cute"

"And they do that quite well" she busied herself cleaning the tables

"Initialing stalling mode. Do you wish to turn FALCON off at the meantime?" The monotonous feminine voice of the mecha's AI asked. "Yes," Megan said and prepared herself to be rejected out of her mecha. "Powering off and ejecting in 3, 2, 1." The lieutenant was launched out into the air.

Like a cat, she landed on both of her feet effortless. Megan then entered Trixie's with a mission to find a place away from the Red Dragon Syndicate and where her team can relax. She looked around with no signs of any Red Dragon members.

She tapped on the small earpiece in her right ear. "Log #365 from Lieutenant Megan S. Rensford. I'm currently stopped at some place called Trixie's Bar," she spoke. Megan stopped by the weapons box and looked at it. "It's safe so far from Red Dragon, and there appears to be a no combat rule in here. As well as a weapon box."

Megan dropped her three guns on safety into the box. If the Red Dragon had the guts to attack, she could easily grab her guns anytime. "This is Lieutenant Megan S. Rensford signing off," she said and tapped her eyepiece to end the voice log.

"Brick and I work here as well, remember."

"We'll never give you up or let you down."

"Yes Brick, I agree completely with--wait a minute…god [*Pizza Tower taunt sfx*]ing dammit, Brick!"

She didn't feel like socializing at all, but the place seemed pretty decent for her crew of course. Megan needed a drink after all. She kept looking around for red dragon symbols, and the eerily white skin and gemstone eyes of the Miska.

She sat at the bar counter and pulled out a purple galaxy patterned credit card from a zipper in her suit. "Gimme a old fashioned," Megan said to the nearest staff member before popping a piece of bubblegum into her mouth.

Gustavo is just standing there with an annoyed expression while Brick dances.

He set to mixing up the drink for the woman. "Welcome to Trixie's"

It only tookna few seconds, but he then placed the drink on a coaster before her.

He was standing up while his baby was in his carrier. He was singing nursery rhymes to him.

"Thank you, I needed this," Megan said and picked up the drink from the coaster. She slid her credit card towards Mathuis before taking a long swing of it. The sweetened whiskey burnt her throat, and she sighed in relief. She nearly slammed the empty glass on the counter. "Another please."

He nodded and turned back to the drinks and retrieved them and mixed her drink and set it back on the coaster "try to enjoy this one" he said with a grin

"I prefer to drink to my heart's content, but I'll savor this one." She did have to pilot the FALCON after this. And the mecha's AI assistant was programmed to lock out any drunk pilot.

She took a sip of her drink before scanning the area once again. "Did you ever see anyone with a red dragon symbol anywhere? Or any eerily beautiful aliens with pale white skin and eyes like gemstones?"

"The only person with pale, white skin and eyes like that is me" he had smooth, almost alabaster skinning his crystal-blue eyes glowed as if light was being generated from inside his head.

"Do you have a photo of any of it?" He said as he adjusted his black apron.

"I might ask my two sous chefs Peppino and Gustavo...."

"I don't know of any red dragons, but there is a successor chapter of ours called the Blood Dragons. That being said, their arrival is generally not a good sign, as they…well, they aren't exactly careful with collateral damage."

Once the tables were clean, Merith turned her attention to the floor. Scrubbing it from corner to corner with vigor

Hange lounged at the table, sipping their drink with an enormous grin plastered across their face. Their single eye gleamed with mischief as they swirled the liquid in their glass, clearly enjoying themselves. With a satisfied sigh, they leaned back, looking around as if waiting for something interesting to happen.

He was,at a table studying a few maps with a few overlays alongside a large, old tome from Mathius's library.

As the green-skinned devil walked into the bar, the rain seemed to drip off his black leather armor as he found a spot to sit at in the bustling bar. He sat for a while, slowly letting his breath return to him as he pulled the hood of his cloak off his head, showing off the jet black hair and green devil horns most people that knew him accepted as normal. His deep blue eyes searched around to keep himself safe before relaxing his posture.

What he did not realize was the presence of a white, fluffy, humanoid canine circling him out of curiosity. She wore a purple witch hat, the same color as her kimono.

"Hello!" Azumi squealed in excitement "Welcome to Trixie's Bar, the most wonderful place in the mortal realm"

Then she noticed the horns on his head. Was he some form on oni? She knew not, nevertheless she decided to give Cyler a disclaimer.

"Are you perhaps a spirit related to anything considered 'unholy'?" She smiled innocently "Worry not, a divine spirit like me will not do anything but help you smile! But perhaps physical contact with my form is prohibited. More often than not, demons and the like get a burning sensation whenever they touch a kitsune like me"