Ram's Head Saloon [Mod-Sanctioned C/CLT, v4]

[The South Falls]

"Orbri-" she cut off while her tail reached into her own shadow pulling out a tray with a bottle of vodka and three shot glasses. "Gado?" She tilts her head down and pours her a few shots with a hand. "Should I leave the bottle?"

Ahh, sorry! That's "Thanks!" in Portuguese. Thanks again, and sure, leave the bottle. Here's the payment, and tip.
- 3rd Com. Colleen Selina Heather Lizzie Andrina Leon Verônica Leah Whitford “Pássaro de Fogo” Vale Zakiti Adelaida Codorniu Irene Tessa

Colleen handed an equivalence of 30 NSD for the vodka, along with a 50% tip. She then proceeded to light up a shot of vodka on fire and drank it all up, all the while being lit up like a burning tree.

The fire extinguished itself after 4 seconds, and Colleen is still good as ever.

Hmm, that's pretty good! Thanks for the great liquor!
- 3rd Com. Colleen Selina Heather Lizzie Andrina Leon Verônica Leah Whitford “Pássaro de Fogo” Vale Zakiti Adelaida Codorniu Irene Tessa

May found a slight challenge. Not to be outdone, she lit her drink on fire, and threw the glass down with it. She cried in excitement, but her eyes began to glaze over after the shot.

[Low bloods]

Ahh, sorry! That's "Thanks!" in Portuguese. Thanks again, and sure, leave the bottle. Here's the payment, and tip.
- 3rd Com. Colleen Selina Heather Lizzie Andrina Leon Verônica Leah Whitford “Pássaro de Fogo” Vale Zakiti Adelaida Codorniu Irene Tessa

Colleen handed an equivalence of 30 NSD for the vodka, along with a 50% tip. She then proceeded to light up a shot of vodka on fire and drank it all up, all the while being lit up like a burning tree.

The fire extinguished itself after 4 seconds, and Colleen is still good as ever.

Hmm, that's pretty good! Thanks for the great liquor!
- 3rd Com. Colleen Selina Heather Lizzie Andrina Leon Verônica Leah Whitford “Pássaro de Fogo” Vale Zakiti Adelaida Codorniu Irene Tessa

May found a slight challenge. Not to be outdone, she lit her drink on fire, and threw the glass down with it. She cried in excitement, but her eyes began to glaze over after the shot.

"Did that make you feel accomplished?" Vixen chuckles as he walks by.

[Valentine Z]

May found a slight challenge. Not to be outdone, she lit her drink on fire, and threw the glass down with it. She cried in excitement, but her eyes began to glaze over after the shot.

Oooh, now we are really hot out here!
- 3rd Com. Colleen Selina Heather Lizzie Andrina Leon Verônica Leah Whitford “Pássaro de Fogo” Vale Zakiti Adelaida Codorniu Irene Tessa

Colleen did the same thing again with 3 more shots, with the fire not having effect on her.

[Kyoki Chudoku]

”Perhaps I can. Or perhaps I can just...try ignore that I come from...wherever I come from. A new...homeland? I’m not sure I can call...either possibility...home. Not now. But...what kind of place would accept someone like me? I don’t have anything...”



”Thank you.” Vezurea took a sip. It was...nice. She wasn’t tearing up anymore. ”I...I’m sure there’ll be somewhere I can go. Something I can do. And someone I can become, that is worth it.”

"Yes, there is. You will be okay. You have the ability to choose, and furthermore, the ability to choose to do good." Witheare smiled at Vezurea. "I will be happy to see you learn and grow, to see what you become."

”I wonder what I will be...what does good mean to me? The...absence of suffering, I think. To...to know what one wants, and to do that, and to not get people killed or slaughtered or tortured or broken...sorry. That’s a bit dark...”

"You're quite welcome." Witheare said, smiling. "I am glad to help."



"Violet here is right. You can go wherever, do whatever, be whoever." Witheare said, offering some tea to both Vezurea and Violet.

Violet accepted the tea, and began drinking. She looked up at intervals to speak, but mostly drank. "I just want you, Vezurea, to be safe, and unencumbered by your memories and the past.

”I hope I can be. I’ll...leave it behind me. It shouldn’t matter, right? It shouldn’t need to matter...”

[New Castillan Empire]

(OOC: Just going to be away for a few days, I'll be back soon.)

[Maori Empire]

"Well, we usually do try that alot by evaporating a pot full of ocean water over a fire until you get the salt, then mash it using a bludgeoning tool. I haven't really thought of using so much salt that it dries the meat. We hold a belief, really, that too much salt in one take can kill you. That is correct, no?" Aroha said as she finished off the canned bread. "But, all and all, if we had those can things, life could be much simpler. You future people have it easy."

”Yes and no. Mostly yes, in our advancement in technology to improve our lives and make surviving on this planet, less fearing death by starvation. As, we have selective roles, larger than before with others hunting and farming the food that feeds the majority, who don’t have to worry about getting themselves dirty and bloody with the guts of a deer or bear. However, when this ‘conforming System’fails, just stops working. Millions will die in various fashions, as no one had taught how to fend for themselves, as your culture has with its individuals. Leading me to concern for humanity’s future despite everything full of bliss, at the moment.” Said VictorNet, hailing a server for around of vodka, the strongest kind.

"Oh... I see... things aren't as simple as they seem, despite the positive outlook in the present." Aroha said as she sat back down near VictorNet. "Sometimes I look around at these future people, and alot of them like playing around on their odd, square magic tablets. I know not of what they do, but what did cross my mind is if these magic tablets may be a threat to mankind... and that's the thing with technology. Too much of it, and your people become reliant and weak. Too little, and they become animalistic savages."

A guard handed her an empty coconut full of fruit juice with 1/4 of the top cut off to drink from, which she sipped from happily. "My civilisation has a fine balance of such things. Sure, we have benefits like law, government, jobs, labour, an economy and colonialism, but you also sometimes look to the remote islands or settlements, the ones that still reside in villages and tribes, and look how they fare. They do not have our benefits of civilisation, but they are happy enough where they are."

"Maybe an idea would be to educate your people on fending for themselves when the time comes. Open up something like a scouts' program or something where you live in the wilderness for a week or so, and if you survive you receive a prize. That is sometimes a thing we do in our homeland of Aotearoa. Sometimes the prize is money. Sometimes is it food, or pottery, or even a woman."

[Fatatatutti]

"Maybe an idea would be to educate your people on fending for themselves when the time comes. Open up something like a scouts' program or something where you live in the wilderness for a week or so, and if you survive you receive a prize. That is sometimes a thing we do in our homeland of Aotearoa. Sometimes the prize is money. Sometimes is it food, or pottery, or even a woman."

General Castro-Stalina smiled. She decided not to mention that she had done that when she was seven. She thought about her Cub Scout survival badges, which her mother still faithfully kept.

[The Rapture Republic]

”Yes and no. Mostly yes, in our advancement in technology to improve our lives and make surviving on this planet, less fearing death by starvation. As, we have selective roles, larger than before with others hunting and farming the food that feeds the majority, who don’t have to worry about getting themselves dirty and bloody with the guts of a deer or bear. However, when this ‘conforming System’fails, just stops working. Millions will die in various fashions, as no one had taught how to fend for themselves, as your culture has with its individuals. Leading me to concern for humanity’s future despite everything full of bliss, at the moment.” Said VictorNet, hailing a server for around of vodka, the strongest kind.

"Oh... I see... things aren't as simple as they seem, despite the positive outlook in the present." Aroha said as she sat back down near VictorNet. "Sometimes I look around at these future people, and alot of them like playing around on their odd, square magic tablets. I know not of what they do, but what did cross my mind is if these magic tablets may be a threat to mankind... and that's the thing with technology. Too much of it, and your people become reliant and weak. Too little, and they become animalistic savages."

A guard handed her an empty coconut full of fruit juice with 1/4 of the top cut off to drink from, which she sipped from happily. "My civilisation has a fine balance of such things. Sure, we have benefits like law, government, jobs, labour, an economy and colonialism, but you also sometimes look to the remote islands or settlements, the ones that still reside in villages and tribes, and look how they fare. They do not have our benefits of civilisation, but they are happy enough where they are."

"Maybe an idea would be to educate your people on fending for themselves when the time comes. Open up something like a scouts' program or something where you live in the wilderness for a week or so, and if you survive you receive a prize. That is sometimes a thing we do in our homeland of Aotearoa. Sometimes the prize is money. Sometimes is it food, or pottery, or even a woman."

”Of course, that is an option. However, given my command of a underwater city-state just requires the combination of both man and machine, if one wants to raise cattle on the seafloor and go fishing for the cretins in the darkest depths of the North Altantic Ocean. Although, this can prove effective for the nations upon the surface for worst case scenarios.” Said VictorNet, drinking from his mug of vodka, igniting a couple of sparks from his body as alcoholic flows to his sparkcore, to be converted into energy. Giving him a kickback with an emerged electric burp,” excuse me. This stuff has some kick, doesn’t it?” He said, looking at his glass.

[Low bloods]

"Oh... I see... things aren't as simple as they seem, despite the positive outlook in the present." Aroha said as she sat back down near VictorNet. "Sometimes I look around at these future people, and alot of them like playing around on their odd, square magic tablets. I know not of what they do, but what did cross my mind is if these magic tablets may be a threat to mankind... and that's the thing with technology. Too much of it, and your people become reliant and weak. Too little, and they become animalistic savages."

A guard handed her an empty coconut full of fruit juice with 1/4 of the top cut off to drink from, which she sipped from happily. "My civilisation has a fine balance of such things. Sure, we have benefits like law, government, jobs, labour, an economy and colonialism, but you also sometimes look to the remote islands or settlements, the ones that still reside in villages and tribes, and look how they fare. They do not have our benefits of civilisation, but they are happy enough where they are."

"Maybe an idea would be to educate your people on fending for themselves when the time comes. Open up something like a scouts' program or something where you live in the wilderness for a week or so, and if you survive you receive a prize. That is sometimes a thing we do in our homeland of Aotearoa. Sometimes the prize is money. Sometimes is it food, or pottery, or even a woman."

”Of course, that is an option. However, given my command of a underwater city-state just requires the combination of both man and machine, if one wants to raise cattle on the seafloor and go fishing for the cretins in the darkest depths of the North Altantic Ocean. Although, this can prove effective for the nations upon the surface for worst case scenarios.” Said VictorNet, drinking from his mug of vodka, igniting a couple of sparks from his body as alcoholic flows to his sparkcore, to be converted into energy. Giving him a kickback with an emerged electric burp,” excuse me. This stuff has some kick, doesn’t it?” He said, looking at his glass.

"Wh-What, this isn't the opinion thread!" Oni seemed baffled "Well then that means we can carry out conversations!" He laughs "Speaking of being so far underwater... are those in your nation like, pale as snow? I've always wondered, never really questioning it because you dont really need the sun as much, I assumeatleast.

[Lethen Empire]

The door (not-literally) exploded open from the boot of a Lethen soldier. Entered four Lethen KKd (Koningskommando special forces) infantry. There was a beautiful, sultry brunette with a confident, charming smile, a irritable looking short blond, a tall brown-haired man with glasses and a sharp stoic gaze, and an even taller, excited looking fellow.

"I still don't think this is a good idea." The stoic said with a groan.

"It'll be fun, don't worry! Plus, seeing Leon drunk is going to be really funny." replied the tallest. He and the girl laughed while the short one seemed irritated.

[Low bloods]

The door (not-literally) exploded open from the boot of a Lethen soldier. Entered four Lethen KKd (Koningskommando special forces) infantry. There was a beautiful, sultry brunette with a confident, charming smile, a irritable looking short blond, a tall brown-haired man with glasses and a sharp stoic gaze, and an even taller, excited looking fellow.

"I still don't think this is a good idea." The stoic said with a groan.

"It'll be fun, don't worry! Plus, seeing Leon drunk is going to be really funny." replied the tallest. He and the girl laughed while the short one seemed irritated.

"Would you look at these fine folk."

One of the trio of a specific group of raiders said as they as were about to finish their drinks. They stood up and dusted themselves off as if they were readying to leave.

[Lethen Empire]

The door (not-literally) exploded open from the boot of a Lethen soldier. Entered four Lethen KKd (Koningskommando special forces) infantry. There was a beautiful, sultry brunette with a confident, charming smile, a irritable looking short blond, a tall brown-haired man with glasses and a sharp stoic gaze, and an even taller, excited looking fellow.

"I still don't think this is a good idea." The stoic said with a groan.

"It'll be fun, don't worry! Plus, seeing Leon drunk is going to be really funny." replied the tallest. He and the girl laughed while the short one seemed irritated.

"Would you look at these fine folk."

One of the trio of a specific group of raiders said as they as were about to finish their drinks. They stood up and dusted themselves off as if they were readying to leave.

"You pickin' a fight?" barked the short one.

"Easy." said the stoic, who held the short one back.

[Maori Empire]

"Oh... I see... things aren't as simple as they seem, despite the positive outlook in the present." Aroha said as she sat back down near VictorNet. "Sometimes I look around at these future people, and alot of them like playing around on their odd, square magic tablets. I know not of what they do, but what did cross my mind is if these magic tablets may be a threat to mankind... and that's the thing with technology. Too much of it, and your people become reliant and weak. Too little, and they become animalistic savages."

A guard handed her an empty coconut full of fruit juice with 1/4 of the top cut off to drink from, which she sipped from happily. "My civilisation has a fine balance of such things. Sure, we have benefits like law, government, jobs, labour, an economy and colonialism, but you also sometimes look to the remote islands or settlements, the ones that still reside in villages and tribes, and look how they fare. They do not have our benefits of civilisation, but they are happy enough where they are."

"Maybe an idea would be to educate your people on fending for themselves when the time comes. Open up something like a scouts' program or something where you live in the wilderness for a week or so, and if you survive you receive a prize. That is sometimes a thing we do in our homeland of Aotearoa. Sometimes the prize is money. Sometimes is it food, or pottery, or even a woman."

”Of course, that is an option. However, given my command of a underwater city-state just requires the combination of both man and machine, if one wants to raise cattle on the seafloor and go fishing for the cretins in the darkest depths of the North Altantic Ocean. Although, this can prove effective for the nations upon the surface for worst case scenarios.” Said VictorNet, drinking from his mug of vodka, igniting a couple of sparks from his body as alcoholic flows to his sparkcore, to be converted into energy. Giving him a kickback with an emerged electric burp,” excuse me. This stuff has some kick, doesn’t it?” He said, looking at his glass.

"My, my, my... it seems your drink does seem very powerful, yes." Aroha said, surprised at the vodka making him produce electricity. "...I mean, you can produce lightning from your body because of it, no? It must surely be some sort of magic! But, let me ask... would it be poisonous to a mortal like me?"

[Low bloods]

"Would you look at these fine folk."

One of the trio of a specific group of raiders said as they as were about to finish their drinks. They stood up and dusted themselves off as if they were readying to leave.

"You pickin' a fight?" barked the short one.

"Easy." said the stoic, who held the short one back.

"Maybe."

One said in a low tone before the first one that spoke grabbed his comrades should.
"Forgive my friend here, I'm the only sane one of the group. As I was saying you guys look you got a little... shine, from where do you hail?

[Lethen Empire]

"You pickin' a fight?" barked the short one.

"Easy." said the stoic, who held the short one back.

"Maybe."

One said in a low tone before the first one that spoke grabbed his comrades should.
"Forgive my friend here, I'm the only sane one of the group. As I was saying you guys look you got a little... shine, from where do you hail?

"We hail from the far away land of Letheny~." cooed the group's only girl in a sultry voice.

[The Rapture Republic]

”Of course, that is an option. However, given my command of a underwater city-state just requires the combination of both man and machine, if one wants to raise cattle on the seafloor and go fishing for the cretins in the darkest depths of the North Altantic Ocean. Although, this can prove effective for the nations upon the surface for worst case scenarios.” Said VictorNet, drinking from his mug of vodka, igniting a couple of sparks from his body as alcoholic flows to his sparkcore, to be converted into energy. Giving him a kickback with an emerged electric burp,” excuse me. This stuff has some kick, doesn’t it?” He said, looking at his glass.

"My, my, my... it seems your drink does seem very powerful, yes." Aroha said, surprised at the vodka making him produce electricity. "...I mean, you can produce lightning from your body because of it, no? It must surely be some sort of magic! But, let me ask... would it be poisonous to a mortal like me?"

”No, I don’t think so. It’s just a drink. If you want to order it, knock yourself it.” taking another swag of his beverage. VictorNet, look at Oni, contemplating his question.”Some of us are pale, only because of the various districts and levels of the city, so we’re like a subspecies of humans, except for me, as I’m a tin-man. Many Aquarians have naturally through developed gills with there bodies capabling of surviving the pressures of the ocean without any special swimsuit or submersible vehicle. While, others have to be genetically modified and be injected with plasmids to speed up the evolutionary process. We have a regulations in place; for doctors to follow so citizens don’t end up looking equivalent to Lovecraftian cretins, shown in the alternative reality game, Bioshock.” He said, calmly,

[Low bloods]

"Maybe."

One said in a low tone before the first one that spoke grabbed his comrades should.
"Forgive my friend here, I'm the only sane one of the group. As I was saying you guys look you got a little... shine, from where do you hail?

"We hail from the far away land of Letheny~." cooed the group's only girl in a sultry voice.

"Of course, you don't act like my party so I assume you dont come from this land, especially if you're a raider."

The raider nods.

"But that was blatantly obvious, as you're a bit more well dressed than us. I'm sure the others will have fun trying your group, they always enjoy seeing groups of such calibur here

The two spoke meanwhile the third had her mouth wrapped, it seemed she was a dangerous one, if one were to look into her eyes they'd come to realize her mind was an enigma, you just wouldn't understand.

[Lethen Empire]

"We hail from the far away land of Letheny~." cooed the group's only girl in a sultry voice.

"Of course, you don't act like my party so I assume you dont come from this land, especially if you're a raider."

The raider nods.

"But that was blatantly obvious, as you're a bit more well dressed than us. I'm sure the others will have fun trying your group, they always enjoy seeing groups of such calibur here

The two spoke meanwhile the third had her mouth wrapped, it seemed she was a dangerous one, if one were to look into her eyes they'd come to realize her mind was an enigma, you just wouldn't understand.

The girl took a couple steps closer, her hips swaying with each step, and her stance confident with a single hand on her hip. "Well, I suppose we're in for a good time, then." She said.

[Low bloods]

"Of course, you don't act like my party so I assume you dont come from this land, especially if you're a raider."

The raider nods.

"But that was blatantly obvious, as you're a bit more well dressed than us. I'm sure the others will have fun trying your group, they always enjoy seeing groups of such calibur here

The two spoke meanwhile the third had her mouth wrapped, it seemed she was a dangerous one, if one were to look into her eyes they'd come to realize her mind was an enigma, you just wouldn't understand.

The girl took a couple steps closer, her hips swaying with each step, and her stance confident with a single hand on her hip. "Well, I suppose we're in for a good time, then." She said.

"Well." The raider took a few steps to match her "You certainly are. Perhaps go easy on us if we ever meet out in the badlands."

"By the end of this I'm gonna be the one holding him back"

The other two laughed at the one gutsy enough to step forward.

"But for now, we got ties to cut and people to kill, that aren't any of you. We only came round to rest a bit."

[Greater South]

Meanwhile, as Dell Sr. and the team of Task Force 2 waltzed into the saloon saw the Lethenian girl and immediately started swooning over her.

"Yo... Forget the Pyro's little gadgets, now THAT is some hot stuff there!" The Scout remaked as even the Pyro facepalmed before going back to setting a lighter to his newspaper. "Watch this; I am TOTALLY goin' to get her on me!"

"Scout, please, you're just going to get yourself hurt again. I'm saving my money for a new revolver, that Cashmere wool ski mask and an original sketch of The Countess with the whip, please do not make me waste it on your stupid medical bills." The Spy said in a disappointed attitude.

"Relax, Spy, I got this in the bag! I sweep up plenty of chicks! Every day! This guy NEVER gets turned down, 'cause nobody can resist the Scout!" Scout commented as Dell himself chuckled as the Scout magically pulled out a bucket of fried chicken and approached the Lethenian.

"Heyyy, sweetcheeks... I got a bucket of chicken... so, you uh... you wanna go out sometime?" The Scout said in an awkward manner.

[Valentine Z]

Meanwhile, as Dell Sr. and the team of Task Force 2 waltzed into the saloon saw the Lethenian girl and immediately started swooning over her.

"Yo... Forget the Pyro's little gadgets, now THAT is some hot stuff there!" The Scout remaked as even the Pyro facepalmed before going back to setting a lighter to his newspaper. "Watch this; I am TOTALLY goin' to get her on me!"

"Scout, please, you're just going to get yourself hurt again. I'm saving my money for a new revolver, that Cashmere wool ski mask and an original sketch of The Countess with the whip, please do not make me waste it on your stupid medical bills." The Spy said in a disappointed attitude.

"Relax, Spy, I got this in the bag! I sweep up plenty of chicks! Every day! This guy NEVER gets turned down, 'cause nobody can resist the Scout!" Scout commented as Dell himself chuckled as the Scout magically pulled out a bucket of fried chicken and approached the Lethenian.

"Heyyy, sweetcheeks... I got a bucket of chicken... so, you uh... you wanna go out sometime?" The Scout said in an awkward manner.

Colleen noticed the group coming into the bar, and there was something quite powerful, and flaming about that Pyro-man. He's... hot. Yes, super hot! Uber hot!

Colleen approached the Pyro.

Hahaha, oh, my! Looks like I am not the only one that likes to play with fire! Of course, after years of mastering it, I am immune to it. Though, I can still take damage if it was enemy's fire... Weird! I am Colleen!
- 3rd Com. Colleen Selina Heather Lizzie Andrina Leon Verônica Leah Whitford “Pássaro de Fogo” Vale Zakiti Adelaida Codorniu Irene Tessa

[Lethen Empire]

Meanwhile, as Dell Sr. and the team of Task Force 2 waltzed into the saloon saw the Lethenian girl and immediately started swooning over her.

"Yo... Forget the Pyro's little gadgets, now THAT is some hot stuff there!" The Scout remaked as even the Pyro facepalmed before going back to setting a lighter to his newspaper. "Watch this; I am TOTALLY goin' to get her on me!"

"Scout, please, you're just going to get yourself hurt again. I'm saving my money for a new revolver, that Cashmere wool ski mask and an original sketch of The Countess with the whip, please do not make me waste it on your stupid medical bills." The Spy said in a disappointed attitude.

"Relax, Spy, I got this in the bag! I sweep up plenty of chicks! Every day! This guy NEVER gets turned down, 'cause nobody can resist the Scout!" Scout commented as Dell himself chuckled as the Scout magically pulled out a bucket of fried chicken and approached the Lethenian.

"Heyyy, sweetcheeks... I got a bucket of chicken... so, you uh... you wanna go out sometime?" The Scout said in an awkward manner.

"Well, well, well, look at you! Come on, boo, you don't ask out a stranger." She replied in a suggestive manner.

"Rubie. DO NOT." Leon screeched.

"She's going to say yes out of spite. You know that, right?" Reinhardt said to Leon.

//It's Lethen, by the way. Lethens from Letheny, Normans from Normandy. That sorta thing.

[Low bloods]

"Just remember, no funny business." The knight reminded the group as he growls, he wasn't sure who he was going to hurl his sword inbetween but he kept it resting on his shoulder "Romance is like a parasite that I must exterminated." The knight spoke coldly as his grip only tightens.

"So much hatred in one vessel." Vixen said keeping an eye on the knight "Shame." He chuckles and went back to serving drinks. "I'm surprised you still lurk around just as I do. Guess we just cant mind our own business." Vixen snickers and shrugs.

"I have reason for my actions." The knight said without turning his glare towards any other "Being nosey is my business, and business is good." He chuckles

[Greater South]

Meanwhile, as Dell Sr. and the team of Task Force 2 waltzed into the saloon saw the Lethenian girl and immediately started swooning over her.

"Yo... Forget the Pyro's little gadgets, now THAT is some hot stuff there!" The Scout remaked as even the Pyro facepalmed before going back to setting a lighter to his newspaper. "Watch this; I am TOTALLY goin' to get her on me!"

"Scout, please, you're just going to get yourself hurt again. I'm saving my money for a new revolver, that Cashmere wool ski mask and an original sketch of The Countess with the whip, please do not make me waste it on your stupid medical bills." The Spy said in a disappointed attitude.

"Relax, Spy, I got this in the bag! I sweep up plenty of chicks! Every day! This guy NEVER gets turned down, 'cause nobody can resist the Scout!" Scout commented as Dell himself chuckled as the Scout magically pulled out a bucket of fried chicken and approached the Lethenian.

"Heyyy, sweetcheeks... I got a bucket of chicken... so, you uh... you wanna go out sometime?" The Scout said in an awkward manner.

Colleen noticed the group coming into the bar, and there was something quite powerful, and flaming about that Pyro-man. He's... hot. Yes, super hot! Uber hot!

Colleen approached the Pyro.

Hahaha, oh, my! Looks like I am not the only one that likes to play with fire! Of course, after years of mastering it, I am immune to it. Though, I can still take damage if it was enemy's fire... Weird! I am Colleen!
- 3rd Com. Colleen Selina Heather Lizzie Andrina Leon Verônica Leah Whitford “Pássaro de Fogo” Vale Zakiti Adelaida Codorniu Irene Tessa

The Pyro was busy attempting to set the Sniper's hat on fire with a lighter before he stopped as he took attention to Colleen, looking at her with curiosity as he mumbled something under his mask.

"Mmmph mmm chrmrhmmm dmmhrrr!" The Pyro mumbled as he then jumped up and down and pulled out a present box that had a smoldering rat corpse inside.

"I wouldn't open that if I were you." the Engineer warned. "Of course, y'all might have a knack for burning, but Pyro's is more like a darned kink; he can't stop doin' it."

Meanwhile, as Dell Sr. and the team of Task Force 2 waltzed into the saloon saw the Lethenian girl and immediately started swooning over her.

"Yo... Forget the Pyro's little gadgets, now THAT is some hot stuff there!" The Scout remaked as even the Pyro facepalmed before going back to setting a lighter to his newspaper. "Watch this; I am TOTALLY goin' to get her on me!"

"Scout, please, you're just going to get yourself hurt again. I'm saving my money for a new revolver, that Cashmere wool ski mask and an original sketch of The Countess with the whip, please do not make me waste it on your stupid medical bills." The Spy said in a disappointed attitude.

"Relax, Spy, I got this in the bag! I sweep up plenty of chicks! Every day! This guy NEVER gets turned down, 'cause nobody can resist the Scout!" Scout commented as Dell himself chuckled as the Scout magically pulled out a bucket of fried chicken and approached the Lethenian.

"Heyyy, sweetcheeks... I got a bucket of chicken... so, you uh... you wanna go out sometime?" The Scout said in an awkward manner.

"Well, well, well, look at you! Come on, boo, you don't ask out a stranger." She replied in a suggestive manner.

"Rubie. DO NOT." Leon screeched.

"She's going to say yes out of spite. You know that, right?" Reinhardt said to Leon.

//It's Lethen, by the way. Lethens from Letheny, Normans from Normandy. That sorta thing.

"Hey, if I can't resist someone as pretty as you, and you can't resist somethin' as hot as me, then it's clear we're both PERFECT for each other!" The Scout said as he flexed his scrawny muscles.

"Scout, she has a point. You can't just do this in the vicinity of any woman you like, Scout. Stick to dating those illiterate tramps from the fast food resteraunts, they're more your speed." Spy said as Scout turned to him menacingly.

"Hey, don't do this to me, Spy! You KNOW I am the sexiest bein' on earth! Infact, you know when I came back to life 'n' stuff from that last mission? That was God sendin' me back so I could get back to screwin' every chick on Earth! So, eat it, Frenchy!"

[Lethen Empire]

"Well, well, well, look at you! Come on, boo, you don't ask out a stranger." She replied in a suggestive manner.

"Rubie. DO NOT." Leon screeched.

"She's going to say yes out of spite. You know that, right?" Reinhardt said to Leon.

//It's Lethen, by the way. Lethens from Letheny, Normans from Normandy. That sorta thing.

"Hey, if I can't resist someone as pretty as you, and you can't resist somethin' as hot as me, then it's clear we're both PERFECT for each other!" The Scout said as he flexed his scrawny muscles.

"Scout, she has a point. You can't just do this in the vicinity of any woman you like, Scout. Stick to dating those illiterate tramps from the fast food resteraunts, they're more your speed." Spy said as Scout turned to him menacingly.

"Hey, don't do this to me, Spy! You KNOW I am the sexiest bein' on earth! Infact, you know when I came back to life 'n' stuff from that last mission? That was God sendin' me back so I could get back to screwin' every chick on Earth! So, eat it, Frenchy!"

Leon practically climbed onto Rubie and started shaking her by the helmet. "Rubie, I repeat, do not-"

Rubie easily pried off the short man with her well-toned soldier arms. "Now, now, I can resist anyone, especially a stranger." She leaned on one hip.

//Note: All four of the Lethen soldiers have that thing where they go from being bulky to straight back to being a little skinny (but toned) looking after a lengthy service, except for Reinhardt who maintained some of his bulk.