The Liquid Wallaby - Shining Gem of the Isles (TRANSITION)

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

He'd grin and chuckle at her, "Well, perhaps one day i'll get to see in person, enjoying yourself without pant's" he flirted. "What, uh.. What's the current currency?" he'd ask, pulling out his coinpurse, full of 1015 Ducats. "I could probably do with a new set of clothing.. Perhaps you've some suggestions, or can help?"

"I think there's some vintage 1890's footage of me naked, if you're really that desperate." She said, taking a look at his cash. "I'm fairly certain there's no translation from 1015 ducats to 2015 Tinellian nyels, but seeing as I'm a supremely kind soul, I can give you a modern equivalent." Crysal fished around in her armor for a bit, searching for a bit before bringing out some assorted paper and coins, adding up to the equivalent of $145 USD.

"As for your clothing situation... well, seeing as you're a cold-blooded creature, you're probably going to want something to keep you warm. Therefore, I recommend a winter jacket lest your scales freeze together."

[Lockwood Ebonheart]

He'd grin and chuckle at her, "Well, perhaps one day i'll get to see in person, enjoying yourself without pant's" he flirted. "What, uh.. What's the current currency?" he'd ask, pulling out his coinpurse, full of 1015 Ducats. "I could probably do with a new set of clothing.. Perhaps you've some suggestions, or can help?"

"I think there's some vintage 1890's footage of me naked, if you're really that desperate." She said, taking a look at his cash. "I'm fairly certain there's no translation from 1015 ducats to 2015 Tinellian nyels, but seeing as I'm a supremely kind soul, I can give you a modern equivalent." Crysal fished around in her armor for a bit, searching for a bit before bringing out some assorted paper and coins, adding up to the equivalent of $145 USD.

"As for your clothing situation... well, seeing as you're a cold-blooded creature, you're probably going to want something to keep you warm. Therefore, I recommend a winter jacket lest your scales freeze together."

He'd roll his eyes at that comment, "No, I'm not," he'd say with a smile. "Dragons, as well as Dinosaurs, are not cold blooded. We may be reptilian, but that factor we do not share," he'd say. He'd take the money she offered him and nodded in thanks, wondering if someone is a collector of sorts and would be interested in his coins. "I suppose i'll just find my way around this.. place, then" he'd say.

[Lingria]

Sidney was looking at various beers, having finished putting on his makeup.

[Barboneia]

An incredibly short (4'8"), pale skinned, brown haired male walked in, his grey eyes darting around. He appeared to be wearing a grey suit and fedora. He mumbled something under his breath incomprehensibly, and sat down at a table, folding his arms.

[Lingria]

An incredibly short (4'8"), pale skinned, brown haired male walked in, his grey eyes darting around. He appeared to be wearing a grey suit and fedora. He mumbled something under his breath incomprehensibly, and sat down at a table, folding his arms.

Sidney stared at him from the bar, marvelled by his shortness.

[Barboneia]

An incredibly short (4'8"), pale skinned, brown haired male walked in, his grey eyes darting around. He appeared to be wearing a grey suit and fedora. He mumbled something under his breath incomprehensibly, and sat down at a table, folding his arms.

Sidney stared at him from the bar, marvelled by his shortness.

The man seemed to notice him and gave him an uncomfortable look.

[Lingria]

Sidney stared at him from the bar, marvelled by his shortness.

The man seemed to notice him and gave him an uncomfortable look.

Sidney giggled, winking at him, it was clear that Sidney was quite drunk

[Barboneia]

The man seemed to notice him and gave him an uncomfortable look.

Sidney giggled, winking at him, it was clear that Sidney was quite drunk

The man shivered and looked away. "Bloody 'ell...", he stated in a heavy cockney accent.

[Lingria]

Sidney giggled, winking at him, it was clear that Sidney was quite drunk

The man shivered and looked away. "Bloody 'ell...", he stated in a heavy cockney accent.

He went back to downing shots.

[Ava Ire]

Ava walks in, looking extremely tired and worn out. She holds a rather large bottle of water in her hands.
Sighing, she takes a seat near the front windows, not really noticing anybody else.

[Barboneia]

Ava walks in, looking extremely tired and worn out. She holds a rather large bottle of water in her hands.
Sighing, she takes a seat near the front windows, not really noticing anybody else.

Dom looked over at her. "Hey, Av-" He stopped. He seemed to notice her appearance, and decided to not bother her. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat and sighed.

[Ava Ire]

Ava walks in, looking extremely tired and worn out. She holds a rather large bottle of water in her hands.
Sighing, she takes a seat near the front windows, not really noticing anybody else.

Dom looked over at her. "Hey, Av-" He stopped. He seemed to notice her appearance, and decided to not bother her. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat and sighed.

Ava didn't seem to hear him. She quickly drunk all of her water. Appearing unsatisfied, she got up and ordered a bottle of brandy.

Omadin Yorostal walked inside, looking cheerful. A human woman walked in with him. Omad ordered the woman a drink, and they began chatting. He glanced over at Dominic for a quick second, before focusing his attention on the woman.

[Barboneia]

Dom looked over at her. "Hey, Av-" He stopped. He seemed to notice her appearance, and decided to not bother her. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat and sighed.

Ava didn't seem to hear him. She quickly drunk all of her water. Appearing unsatisfied, she got up and ordered a bottle of brandy.

Omadin Yorostal walked inside, looking cheerful. A human woman walked in with him. Omad ordered the woman a drink, and they began chatting. He glanced over at Dominic for a quick second, before focusing his attention on the woman.

Dom stared at Omadin. He remembered him. He hated the asshole, but he didn't want to start a scene. At least... Not in front of Ava. He gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath, looking away.

[Ava Ire]

Ava didn't seem to hear him. She quickly drunk all of her water. Appearing unsatisfied, she got up and ordered a bottle of brandy.

Omadin Yorostal walked inside, looking cheerful. A human woman walked in with him. Omad ordered the woman a drink, and they began chatting. He glanced over at Dominic for a quick second, before focusing his attention on the woman.

Dom stared at Omadin. He remembered him. He hated the asshole, but he didn't want to start a scene. At least... Not in front of Ava. He gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath, looking away.

Ava finally noticed Dominic. She got up and, very quietly, walked over to where he was.

[Barboneia]

Dom stared at Omadin. He remembered him. He hated the asshole, but he didn't want to start a scene. At least... Not in front of Ava. He gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath, looking away.

Ava finally noticed Dominic. She got up and, very quietly, walked over to where he was.

He stared up at her, and smiled a bit. His face didn't seem as full as it usually was, the skin clinging to his face more tightly and his eyes more sunken. "Hello, love."

[Ava Ire]

Ava finally noticed Dominic. She got up and, very quietly, walked over to where he was.

He stared up at her, and smiled a bit. His face didn't seem as full as it usually was, the skin clinging to his face more tightly and his eyes more sunken. "Hello, love."

Ava, too, seemed rather gaunt. She gave a faint smile, taking seat across from him. Suddenly, Ava began to cough loudly, doubling over.
She doubled over, seemingly unable to breath.

[Barboneia]

He stared up at her, and smiled a bit. His face didn't seem as full as it usually was, the skin clinging to his face more tightly and his eyes more sunken. "Hello, love."

Ava, too, seemed rather gaunt. She gave a faint smile, taking seat across from him. Suddenly, Ava began to cough loudly, doubling over.
She doubled over, seemingly unable to breath.

Dom's eyes widened. "Shit!" He got out of his chair and rushed over to her. He held her in his arms, stroking her hair softly. "Ava... Are you ok?!"

[Ava Ire]

Ava, too, seemed rather gaunt. She gave a faint smile, taking seat across from him. Suddenly, Ava began to cough loudly, doubling over.
She doubled over, seemingly unable to breath.

Dom's eyes widened. "Shit!" He got out of his chair and rushed over to her. He held her in his arms, stroking her hair softly. "Ava... Are you ok?!"

Ava stopped. She looked up, her face very red.
"Ugh....I'm fine. I-I.. I think I'm getting sick.."

[Barboneia]

Dom's eyes widened. "Shit!" He got out of his chair and rushed over to her. He held her in his arms, stroking her hair softly. "Ava... Are you ok?!"

Ava stopped. She looked up, her face very red.
"Ugh....I'm fine. I-I.. I think I'm getting sick.."

He kissed her forehead. Oh no, not again... Hopefully this time I won't have to go steal a hair from a demon to cure you..."

[Ava Ire]

Ava stopped. She looked up, her face very red.
"Ugh....I'm fine. I-I.. I think I'm getting sick.."

He kissed her forehead. Oh no, not again... Hopefully this time I won't have to go steal a hair from a demon to cure you..."

Ava's eyes widened, as she began to cough again, this time more violently. She covered her mouth with the sleeve of her coat, taking deep breaths inbetween each cough.

Omad looked over at Ava with concern. His brows furrowed.
"Oh dear," he said to himself.

[Barboneia]

He kissed her forehead. Oh no, not again... Hopefully this time I won't have to go steal a hair from a demon to cure you..."

Ava's eyes widened, as she began to cough again, this time more violently. She covered her mouth with the sleeve of her coat, taking deep breaths inbetween each cough.

Omad looked over at Ava with concern. His brows furrowed.
"Oh dear," he said to himself.

"Oh man, oh man..." He looked around, and ran over to the bar. He got a glass of water, and returned to Ava. He gave it to her. "Here, drink this up." Dom rubbed his head. "We need to figure out what's wrong with you."

[Ava Ire]

Ava's eyes widened, as she began to cough again, this time more violently. She covered her mouth with the sleeve of her coat, taking deep breaths inbetween each cough.

Omad looked over at Ava with concern. His brows furrowed.
"Oh dear," he said to himself.

"Oh man, oh man..." He looked around, and ran over to the bar. He got a glass of water, and returned to Ava. He gave it to her. "Here, drink this up." Dom rubbed his head. "We need to figure out what's wrong with you."

Ava took the glass.
"Y-you need to...to get away from me." She drunk the water, and set the glass on the table. "I'm...probably co-contagious..."

Omadin had finally stepped over, looming over Ava and Dominic. He looked worried.
"Excuse me sir," he began to Dom, "but is your mistress alright?," he inquired, motioning to Ava.

[Barboneia]

"Oh man, oh man..." He looked around, and ran over to the bar. He got a glass of water, and returned to Ava. He gave it to her. "Here, drink this up." Dom rubbed his head. "We need to figure out what's wrong with you."

Ava took the glass.
"Y-you need to...to get away from me." She drunk the water, and set the glass on the table. "I'm...probably co-contagious..."

Omadin had finally stepped over, looming over Ava and Dominic. He looked worried.
"Excuse me sir," he began to Dom, "but is your mistress alright?," he inquired, motioning to Ava.

"Oh, Ava, I'd rather be sick with you than have to stay away from you..." He slowly turned around as he heard the words that Omadin stated. He glared at him. "Excuse me? Did you call her my... Mistress? Please, have more respect for her! We are closer than that..." He folded his arms. "No, she's not. She's sick. With... Something."

[Ava Ire]

Ava took the glass.
"Y-you need to...to get away from me." She drunk the water, and set the glass on the table. "I'm...probably co-contagious..."

Omadin had finally stepped over, looming over Ava and Dominic. He looked worried.
"Excuse me sir," he began to Dom, "but is your mistress alright?," he inquired, motioning to Ava.

"Oh, Ava, I'd rather be sick with you than have to stay away from you..." He slowly turned around as he heard the words that Omadin stated. He glared at him. "Excuse me? Did you call her my... Mistress? Please, have more respect for her! We are closer than that..." He folded his arms. "No, she's not. She's sick. With... Something."

Omad bit his fingers.
"Oh. Awfully sorry. A-anyways, she appears to have a deathly pulmonary infection...." He knelt down to Ava. "Miss, may I run a diagnostic? It'll only take a brief minute, and you don't even have to get up from your seat."

Ava's brows furrowed. She looked at Dominic worriedly, before nodding in approval. Omad smiled, and went off towards the large black bag that he was carrying. He seemed to be mumbling something as he perused through it.

[Barboneia]

"Oh, Ava, I'd rather be sick with you than have to stay away from you..." He slowly turned around as he heard the words that Omadin stated. He glared at him. "Excuse me? Did you call her my... Mistress? Please, have more respect for her! We are closer than that..." He folded his arms. "No, she's not. She's sick. With... Something."

Omad bit his fingers.
"Oh. Awfully sorry. A-anyways, she appears to have a deathly pulmonary infection...." He knelt down to Ava. "Miss, may I run a diagnostic? It'll only take a brief minute, and you don't even have to get up from your seat."

Ava's brows furrowed. She looked at Dominic worriedly, before nodding in approval. Omad smiled, and went off towards the large black bag that he was carrying. He seemed to be mumbling something as he perused through it.

"D-Deathly?" Dom looked worried. He sat back down in his seat, rubbing his head. "Oh no... Oh no..."