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Veedo · **08-27-2010, 11:21 PM**

He nodded to her comment. "Sounds good to me!" Vale then went back to the bar and grabbed another brandy. This would probably be his last, but that didn't mean the celebration would have to end any time soon.

UnbeknownstGhost · **08-28-2010, 12:58 AM**

Bob walked back into the bar, except, he didn't look anything like the Bob that had left. Instead of a handsome man in his early thirties, there walked a scarred man in his early twenties, his brown hair was gone, replaced by snowy white hair. His face was no longer unmarked but had various scars on it, and there was now a dark green eyepatch over his right eye. He wore a tight fitting high collered shirt with a long right sleeve, and no sleeve on the left,on his left forearm there was instead was a thick, heavily scarred metal bracer connected with chainmail to a spiked back-hand plate. Across his chest he had a leather bandolier that held various sized knives, and a small hand crossbow. One of the knives was tucked haphazardly between the bandolier and his shirt. He wore simple, thick leggings with a cutlass hooked onto his left hip. And to finish it off he had thick, brown hobnailed boots.

Bob walked towards his previous seat twirrling a blackwood cane tipped with a dark red ruby. As he passed the table with the men he had previously called 'chasers' he tossed the haphazard knife onto their table with his left hand, smiling at them. Bob sat down at his stool, after leaning his cane against the bar he then unhooked his cutlass and set it on the bar. After unsheathing it, reavealing that it was serrated, he proceded to pick pieces of bloody meat out of the serrates.

(Sorry if it's a bit confusing tired. Btw, your character will probably not recognize him.)

Tsuki_Wulf · **08-28-2010, 02:13 PM**

Even with Scyra's head swimming from the drinks she had consumed she recognized the energy of the new costumer to the bar as that of Bob's, but it was not Bob. 'Eh probably family of his, and with actions such as giving the 'chasers' a blade. I'd quickly guess that man is a member of that group, which Bob is a probable member of.' Scyra thought to her self while acting as if she payed no attention to the newcomer other then his picking of bloody meat from his blade. 'Glad I already ate.' She thought with a slight shutter before giving her main attention back to her new employer, new co-worker and the fellow Miqo'te.

UnbeknownstGhost · **08-28-2010, 04:30 PM**

Bob saw her shudder out of the corner of his eye. Smiling slightly he spoke without looking up from his blade cleaning, "You know, that is the worst part about this blade. The cleaning. Sure, it looks scary, sure it looks even scarier when it is covered in blood and pieces of flesh are falling off of it in the middle of combat. But cleaning? Pain in the ass. It's kind of like convincing a hard-headed woman that thinks she is the best around that your just trying to help." Bob looked over at her and smiled his half smile, "Wouldn't you say so?"

Nahue · **08-28-2010, 11:52 PM**

Isabel winces as Scrya performs healing magic on her arm, her eyes wide in amazement after seeing not a scratch on her now healed forearm. She brought it closer to her face, inspecting it, running her hands along her skin. "Nifty." She looked to the Miqo'te and gave a small bow, "Thank you."

She smiled, moving back over to Vale, leaning against his shoulder gently. "A very nice addition to our crew."

Veedo · **08-28-2010, 11:57 PM**

"I know, right? Heheh~" He took a step forwards before crouching a little. Vale then, using the nimbility of several years of living the thief lifestyle, backflipped up onto the counter before picking up his brandyglass of the bartop and held it up in the air.

"To adventure!"

Nahue · **08-29-2010, 12:06 AM**

Isabel had been leaning most of her weight against Vale, so that when he had moved, she stumbled a bit, falling to the side. She quickly regained her balance, standing up looking like nothing had happened, along with the 'dusting off' of her clothes as a way to play it off. She spoke in return to Vale's declaration with a nonchalant tone. "..To..adventure." She held up her mug of water unenthusiastically.

Tsuki_Wulf · **08-29-2010, 06:23 PM**

Scyra returned the bow from the red head Hyur with a slight nod of her head. Scyra then gave her attention to the cyclops with no manners and a extreme lack of sanitary concerns. "A blades a blade, I was disgusted by the fact that your in the middle of a pub cleaning a freshly used blade, and you should hold your tongue, Bob you may be able to use some time of illusion quite well but you speak and act in a manner that shows you have an extreme case of little man syndrome." Scyra said with a smirk.

Scyra then held up her empty glass together with Vale. "To a new life of adventure."

UnbeknownstGhost · **08-29-2010, 08:12 PM**

Bob chuckled, "Well," He replied, "At least I don't have your smug superiority complex... anymore." His smile dropped when the word 'adventure' finally registered, "Adventure," he said softly, staring blankly at his now clean blade, "More accurately described as 'watching your friends die'."

Con One · **08-30-2010, 06:27 AM**

With the scene becoming more chaotic, Dandelion was feeling more at home. The airship people were doing acrobatics and Scyra was at it again with some hyper-serious new guy with bad table manners. She turned around in her stool and leaned her back against the bar, soaking in the atmosphere. Raising her cider to the toast of adventure, she couldn't help but raise it again when Bob finished his remarks. With a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, she toasted. "To watching your friends die."

Veedo · **08-30-2010, 09:36 AM**

Still standing upon the bartop, to the barkeep's dismay, Vale looked down towards Danelion. "So, how about you? Up for a ride on an airship some time?"

UnbeknownstGhost · **08-30-2010, 09:44 AM**

Bob sheathed his blade and leaned up against the bar, "I love how he is asking a drunk. I have this strange feeling that he is short on crew."

Veedo · **08-30-2010, 09:54 AM**

He glanced over to Bob when he commented.

"I offered her a ride on an Airship, I didn't say 'please will you join my crew~'" Retort, followed by the sticking out of his tongue.

UnbeknownstGhost · **08-30-2010, 10:24 AM**

Bob raised his eyebrow, "So, your just giving away free rides on airships then?"

Veedo · **08-30-2010, 10:36 AM**

"Nope, gotta meet certain requirements for a free ride." Vale finished his brandy and set the glass down before hopping off of the counter, giving a stretch once he'd done so.

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