Post by Tristan Pendragon on May 18, 2006 14:38:57 GMT -5
Tristan had chosen to become a regular at the now-operational Joker's Bar, ever since word had came of the returning Scorpius. Talon had lost his nerve, spine, backbone, fire, courage, and manhood altogether. Scorpius and the other terrors he witness with the Society were going to strike, he and Syrus were inevitably going to clash, the students were involved with the Society, and he still did not act on it. As such, there was only one logical and reasonable course of action:
ALCOHOL!
Tristan was hunched over the bar, with a large tankard of something very, VERY strong. Probably lethal in great amounts. His normally neat hair was slightly askew, and it looked as if he had not slept in a few days. Bloodshot eyes coupled with his composure led most to believe that he was under alot of stress...and that was putting it lightly.
((If this is saved for someone else then I shall delete my post! AT LAST MR. PUZZLE'S AND FUU MEET!!))
It was a late night and Fuu swaggered into Joker's bar. It was always warm in there, probably from all the people inside. Fuu didn't like the bar when it was crowded with drunken old people, but she didn't have anything to do of real importance.
Fuu was dressed in a short jean skirt and wore white knee-high tights. She wore a black long sleeved t-shirt and on top of that she wore a yellow puffy vest. Her fiery red hair was in low pigtails and she wore green and yellow muggle shoes called, Converse.
Fuu made her way around tables and giggled at a group of very drunk wizard singing some sort of folk song. She arrived to the bar. She smacked her hand on the table. "A hot peach butterbeer please Mr. Joker!" she called to him. Then she took off her vest and put it down, along with her messenger bag that she always carried. She hopped up on the the stool and stared in front of her. But there was a man next to her. he looked like he was making good friends with her beverage.
He was drunk, and she was up for some excitement. Fuu leaned one arm on the bar and smirked, "You did that all yourself?" she said referring to his very large mug.
Taymyr had been sitting in Joker’s herself for sometime. Empty vodka glasses littered her table. She wasn’t drowning sorrows though, just impatience. Nearly two weeks she’d been waiting for Windwaltz’s answer. She’d always wanted to be a teacher, and she was rather gifted at potions. The blonde man at the bar proper seemed to be drowning something else entirely. He looked frustrated and vaguely sad, but that might have just been the booze. She was prepared to ignore him further when the redheaded girl walked in.
She couldn’t have been more than sixteen, and here she was talking to this man who was obviously in his early twenties at least. Well, maybe she was his sister or something. Don’t jump to conclusions, Tay, she told herself, but it was too late. She had already stood up and started to approach the pair under the guise of getting more vodka. It was surprising how much a half-Irish, half-Russian woman could put away. She would have preferred a bit of Guinness just then, but the stuff they had here was pretty terrible.
“You know, sir, you really shouldn’t hit on student of that school. That’s pretty low,” she said to the man as she waited for her drink. She paid the barkeep and returned to her seat. Miraculously, her table was now clear of the numerous glasses that had previously kept her company. No matter, she would soon replace them.
Teagan Offline: This board is full of nostalgia.
Aug 22, 2020 8:39:09 GMT -5
Missing the old MH: gotta say missing when MH and all that was around.
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Azrael: hold onto your pantaloons
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