New in Town (open)

[Julius Kane]

Guess this place is as good as any, the stranger thought to himself as his metal steed came to a halt outside a bar. 

Julius Kane, whose boot disturbed a perfectly reflected image of the silvery gray sky above him, had been on the road for a good three hours prior to this stop. Running his fingers through his silky black hair to deduce satisfaction with its arrangement, the outsider examined the area. It wasn't the type of bar to be permeated with smoke or any other bothersome stench, but wasn't far from it. 

There were probably many with anti-qi mindsets awaiting him inside, but it was a hope of Mr. Kane's that he might be able to grab a drink and have half an hour's rest without getting involved in any confrontation. 

After a scratch of his head, he determined his hair was satisfactory, so he locked up his bike and walked into whatever fresh hell might be awaiting him within the neon-lit walls. 

[Djoser Aneksi]

    Djoser liked this bar. It wasn't so unsavory as to be a complete shithole, but not too extravagant so he would only be hanging around rich assholes and fashion divas. This place had good drinks, good people, and especially for it's venue. Plus blue neon worked wonders to compliment his already gorgeous features and outfits. Now if only there was better music and somewhere to dance, this place would be pretty damn great. 
    
    Djoser would be sitting at the bar, sipping on something slowly and making small talk with the bartender in between his orders and refills. Big smiles, pretty faces, and good humor tend to get you better drinks.

[Gidget]

Gidget was leaving her house far too often. She despised being outside, despised being called like a dog, and despised meeting new people. She would much rather be in the safety of her shithole apartment, playing games on her computer, but ever since the attack... It seemed like everybody wanted her attention for something.

She was sitting in a corner of the bar, as far away from people as she could manage, staring blankly at the cup of water in front of her. Her violet eyes were filled with strange red lines, and she seemed to be in a bit of a daze.

[WR Harthe]

There were a lot of familiar faces scattered throughout this particular bar. WR, however, failed to notice a single one of them as they were puking their fucking guts out in the bathroom. Shit faced drunk? No. Bad food? No. Punched in the stomach for insulting the bar owner? Guilty as charged. They were NOT expecting that little lady to pack such a punch, but then again, who were they to comment on someone's size?

After a few unbearable gut wrenching moments, they would finally waddle out of the bathroom holding their stomach with both hands as they tried to remember where the hell they were sitting before. Honestly, everything was a haze now. They needed another drink.

[Julius Kane]

Disturbed by the opening of the door below it, a little bell sung a jolly tune to the bar's audience as Julius stepped inside. His boots made announcing thuds with each step, which could be easily heard now that the buzz of conversation in the room lowered a bit. He was used to it now; his purple leather coat wasn't the typical attire, and it admittedly gave loud hints to his abilities.

Taking his seat at a stool about two places down from a mysterious fellow with a red jacket, the Aedrian awaited the bartender who approached him. 

"I'll take a virgin pina colada. Thanks, boss."

[Djoser Aneksi]

Dj couldn't help but read the air in the room when it quieted down. He himself went quiet in curiosity. Well, he was certainly pretty. A bit fashion deficient though, which was to be expected sometimes with these types of bars. He also was a bit taken aback by the choice in drink. It all seemed a bit childlike. Regardless, it was interesting, and caught attention. So with a chuckle at the humor of it all, Dj would turn back to his drink and continue with his talk.

[Gidget]

Gidget barely seemed to notice when the stranger came in. The crowd fell silent, however, and she cocked a brow. Her head jerked up and she looked around, watching as WR half stumbled about and the new weirdo ordered something at the bar. She was just far enough away to not hear what was said, so she scooted closer to the outside of the booth, trying to listen.

[WR Harthe]

WR would pluck a seat on the other side of the purple coated fellow, paying him, and everyone else in the vicinity no mind as they slammed a hand on the counter, cupping their stomach with the other.

"Gimme the good shit. I dunno, something STRONG, like, I dunno. Figure it out, you work here." They would grunt to the bartender.

Both hands would retreat to their bomber pockets as they fixed their posture on the stool. The tiny, androgynous bean was in no mood for anyone's shit.

[Julius Kane]

The bartender chuckled at Julius's request. "Would you like me to get some chicken nuggets for you too, bud?"

"Piss off, I'm on the road." Julius snapped with a flash of wrath. He was a little more irritable from the trip.

"Oh yea? Where to?"

As the bartender spoke, Julius scanned the room and noticed the one who wore purple garb like him had moved. Plus, the red jacketed fellow seemed... observant to Julius's actions. Between the quieting down and a couple very subtle glances. What was going on?

Julius turned back to face the bartender, now much more tense. "What's it to you?"

[Djoser Aneksi]

Dj would also giggle quietly at the bartenders joke, though he would quickly notice the hostility of the newcomer. No matter how harmless he may seem, things were not going to be good if a fight broke out. So his eyes would start giving off a soft, precautionary glow from his corner.

[Gidget]

Gidget grinned and stood up, taking her water with her. She slowly started to creep over closer to the bar, wondering if something was actually going to happen. She was still high on adrenaline.

[WR Harthe]

WR, now sitting directly next to the newcomer, would gaze in his direction with cold eyes and a shit eating grin as they sipped on whatever alcohol the bartender set in front of them. It was stroooong.

"Why so tense, big boy? Scared someone's gonna jump out at'cha?" They forced a very loud, very sarcastic laugh as they rolled around in their seat. They would slam a fist on the table and raise the other, waving at the bartender.

"I dunno about scaredy cat over here, but I'LL take some nuggets!" They laughed again, clearly intoxicated, though it was unclear how much they had actually drank. They lost count about an hour ago.

[Julius Kane]

"How bout you piss off and find some chicken nuggets elsewhere before I make you? Hell, even better, why don't I call Nuko back in here and see if she wants to punch all that alcohol back out of your system again?" the burly man shouted at WR.

Meanwhile, Julius could see the red-jacket fellow was looking right at him now, and the purple coated character moving closer. He was not about to be cornered.

Julius leapt from his stool and attempted to slip his arm under the red-jacketed character's chin, going for a headlock. If successful, he would hold him there as he shouted, "Back off! I'll snap his damn neck!"

[Djoser Aneksi]

Dj, noticing that this was about to devolve horribly, quickly went invisible. He would make an illusion of himself move in one direction while he moved the other, making sure that Julius grabbed a clone. He would then make the illusion in his arms fade and appear a few feet away, eyes glowing menacingly.

"You have found yourself in a very unfortunate predicament. Starting fights you don't want to finish."

[Gidget]

Gidget noticed the stranger's fear, and couldn't help but cackle slightly. Somebody being afraid of her in the real world? It was laughable. However, he reached for WR, and that was the moment she recognized them. The smile and laughter died on her face, and her eyes flashed dangerously.

She crossed her arms, and her violet eyes sought WR's.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," she told the stranger, approaching but actively trying to stay out of WR's typical range.