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

[Barboneia]

"Yeah. I don't know why they think they can get away with it, especially in this continent. I mean, I guess it's because they have the UN feeding out of their hand, but... They don't even have jurisdiction in any of these countries! It's stupid..." Dom goes over to the bar, and buys a bottle of wine. He looks up at Ava. "Want some?"

Ava looked at the bottle. Her brows furrowed.
"Uh, no. I-I'm fine...." Ava's face suddenly began to glow a dim orange. Her stomach growled. "Oh no," Ava uttered weakly. "The side effects..." She rushed off to the bathroom, covering her mouth.

"...Uh... Be careful, love!" Dom sighed and sat down at the bar. He opened the bottle of wine and took a sip. "The wonders of having a girlfriend who vomits lava and controls fire..."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"Good. The quality is atrocious." She said, listening in intently before shrugging lazily. "I never studied reptilian biology, at any rate. I likely should, at some point. Target as big as yourself is likely to have some weaknesses." Crysal gave him a light punch right above the belt with a wide grin. "Bigger weak points and all." She joked, taking a step back to examine him. "I can refer you to a tailor, if you like. Your size wouldn't be packed at the local clothing store."

He'd nod at her, looking around at everything that was going on. "Yes, that.. may be a wise idea. Seems things have escalated here all by themselves," he'd say. "Care to show me to this tailor? Maybe I can explain more about a certain 'weak point'," he teased.

"Oh, simply the usual idiocy around here." She sighs and puts her arms behind her back, giving him a smirk. "I can give you directions, but I have to be off for a while soon... one of my grandchildren wants to spend some time with me." Saren runs around in circles around Crysal's legs, to demonstrate. She hands him a map of the sector of town. "Don't get lost."

(Mason)

He smiled, "So you own this place?"

(dem some nice wings)

"Yep. It's been in the family for longer than recorded history. My family has a very long line of bartenders, traders, and brewers... all of the major ones named Minerva, for some reason."

[Skyline United]

He'd nod at her, looking around at everything that was going on. "Yes, that.. may be a wise idea. Seems things have escalated here all by themselves," he'd say. "Care to show me to this tailor? Maybe I can explain more about a certain 'weak point'," he teased.

"Oh, simply the usual idiocy around here." She sighs and puts her arms behind her back, giving him a smirk. "I can give you directions, but I have to be off for a while soon... one of my grandchildren wants to spend some time with me." Saren runs around in circles around Crysal's legs, to demonstrate. She hands him a map of the sector of town. "Don't get lost."

(Mason)

He smiled, "So you own this place?"

(dem some nice wings)

"Yep. It's been in the family for longer than recorded history. My family has a very long line of bartenders, traders, and brewers... all of the major ones named Minerva, for some reason."

His wings moved and he nodded, "Your name is?"

[New Babylonia]

He'd nod at her, looking around at everything that was going on. "Yes, that.. may be a wise idea. Seems things have escalated here all by themselves," he'd say. "Care to show me to this tailor? Maybe I can explain more about a certain 'weak point'," he teased.

"Oh, simply the usual idiocy around here." She sighs and puts her arms behind her back, giving him a smirk. "I can give you directions, but I have to be off for a while soon... one of my grandchildren wants to spend some time with me." Saren runs around in circles around Crysal's legs, to demonstrate. She hands him a map of the sector of town. "Don't get lost."

(Mason)

He smiled, "So you own this place?"

(dem some nice wings)

"Yep. It's been in the family for longer than recorded history. My family has a very long line of bartenders, traders, and brewers... all of the major ones named Minerva, for some reason."

([Wing fetish intensifies] )

Ignores her and continues walking, though getting more irritated from the poke.

"Ma'am?...Are you angry?"

She turns to face her, indeed looking angry and speaking sarcastically, "Noooooo, i'm just having a jolly old time on this backwater shithole."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

His wings moved and he nodded, "Your name is?"

"Minerva the Twenty-Second."

[Lingria]

She turns to face her, indeed looking angry and speaking sarcastically, "Noooooo, i'm just having a jolly old time on this backwater shithole."

"But there is so much fun to be had!" "She" smiled. "May I buy you a drink?"

[Skyline United]

His wings moved and he nodded, "Your name is?"

"Minerva the Twenty-Second."

He walked around her, eyeing her up and down, "That is a lovely name."

[Lockwood Ebonheart]

He'd nod at her, looking around at everything that was going on. "Yes, that.. may be a wise idea. Seems things have escalated here all by themselves," he'd say. "Care to show me to this tailor? Maybe I can explain more about a certain 'weak point'," he teased.

"Oh, simply the usual idiocy around here." She sighs and puts her arms behind her back, giving him a smirk. "I can give you directions, but I have to be off for a while soon... one of my grandchildren wants to spend some time with me." Saren runs around in circles around Crysal's legs, to demonstrate. She hands him a map of the sector of town. "Don't get lost."

He'd smile at her and nod, taking the map. "Thank you, Crysal. Hopefully i'll see you sometime again soon. Have fun, Saren~" he'd say, looking down at the child before he'd walk off and out of the Wallaby, following the map... sort of.

[New Babylonia]

She turns to face her, indeed looking angry and speaking sarcastically, "Noooooo, i'm just having a jolly old time on this backwater shithole."

"But there is so much fun to be had!" "She" smiled. "May I buy you a drink?"

"Great idea let's get the pissed off professional fighting teenager drunk, that should go well." She rolls her eyes.

[Ava Ire]

Omadin's eyes went wide.
"Wh-what?! No! That contains valuable medical instruments! Your people have no idea of how to handle such devices. They are very expensive!" Tears brimmed at the corners of his eyes. "What.....is going to happen to me?..."

"Okay, now that's just racist!" He says, infuriated. "I mean, yes, you never see an Arkadacian in scrubs or a labcoat, but we are NOT so inclined towards violence we're incapable of medical work! Check your privilege, human scum!" He glares out the front window.

The driver shrugs lazily. "If I had to guess, interrogation, investigation, then perhaps punishment. Don't worry, they tend to seperate the furless from our own prisoners. Mostly for your own safety."

Omadin looked dumbfounded.
"Wha? Ch-check my...privilege? What in the galaxy does that even mean?! And I'm not even a human, I'm Doulas..." He took a deep breath, calming himself. He looked up at the driver. "...Now, will I get a fair trial in your Terran courts? I am an honest, hardworking member of the interstellar community! I deserve justice!"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"Minerva the Twenty-Second."

He walked around her, eyeing her up and down, "That is a lovely name."

She makes a slightly pertubed expression when she notices said eyeing. "It really is. I'm hoping far down in the future some poor girl has the name 'Minerva the Four Hundred and Twentieth'."

He'd smile at her and nod, taking the map. "Thank you, Crysal. Hopefully i'll see you sometime again soon. Have fun, Saren~" he'd say, looking down at the child before he'd walk off and out of the Wallaby, following the map... sort of.

"Oh, I'm not going anywhere. Trust me." She said with a fond smile, scratching behind Saren's ears.

The assorted crowds on the street seemed to part for the Drake, though whether it was out of respect or fear remained to be seen. A group of teenage Arkadacians, likely around the 14-17 range approach him, one of them stepping up to him and extending her hand. "Hey, can we get a picture with you? Nobody at my school's gonna believe this otherwise!"

[Lingria]

"But there is so much fun to be had!" "She" smiled. "May I buy you a drink?"

"Great idea let's get the pissed off professional fighting teenager drunk, that should go well." She rolls her eyes.

"Come on, stop being so butthurt." "She" pouted.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Omadin looked dumbfounded.
"Wha? Ch-check my...privilege? What in the galaxy does that even mean?! And I'm not even a human, I'm Doulas..." He took a deep breath, calming himself. He looked up at the driver. "...Now, will I get a fair trial in your Terran courts? I am an honest, hardworking member of the interstellar community! I deserve justice!"

The driver scratches his chin and shrugs. "Well, you might be able to plead insanity if you keep talking like that. I think pretending to be Gordon Freeman of the Intergalactic House of Pancakes might get you a little more leeway, though."

[Chaos Crescent]

Drake sighs tails swaying and ears twitching, goes and gets himself several drinks and downs them quickly, then shivers briefly. Looks around the place nods and takes out a pencil and paper begins writing something down.

[Skyline United]

He walked around her, eyeing her up and down, "That is a lovely name."

She makes a slightly pertubed expression when she notices said eyeing. "It really is. I'm hoping far down in the future some poor girl has the name 'Minerva the Four Hundred and Twentieth'."

He'd smile at her and nod, taking the map. "Thank you, Crysal. Hopefully i'll see you sometime again soon. Have fun, Saren~" he'd say, looking down at the child before he'd walk off and out of the Wallaby, following the map... sort of.

"Oh, I'm not going anywhere. Trust me." She said with a fond smile, scratching behind Saren's ears.

The assorted crowds on the street seemed to part for the Drake, though whether it was out of respect or fear remained to be seen. A group of teenage Arkadacians, likely around the 14-17 range approach him, one of them stepping up to him and extending her hand. "Hey, can we get a picture with you? Nobody at my school's gonna believe this otherwise!"

He stopped moving and laughed, "You're quite funny."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

He stopped moving and laughed, "You're quite funny."

"If I had an interest in it I'd do comedy, but... eh, never been one for doing things on stage."

[New Babylonia]

"Great idea let's get the pissed off professional fighting teenager drunk, that should go well." She rolls her eyes.

"Come on, stop being so butthurt." "She" pouted.

She rolled her eyes more, continuing to walk.

[Skyline United]

He stopped moving and laughed, "You're quite funny."

"If I had an interest in it I'd do comedy, but... eh, never been one for doing things on stage."

He shrugged, "I'm still confused about everything that's going on. I've been trapped in the 7th dimension for the past 1,000 Earth years."

[Ava Ire]

Omadin looked dumbfounded.
"Wha? Ch-check my...privilege? What in the galaxy does that even mean?! And I'm not even a human, I'm Doulas..." He took a deep breath, calming himself. He looked up at the driver. "...Now, will I get a fair trial in your Terran courts? I am an honest, hardworking member of the interstellar community! I deserve justice!"

The driver scratches his chin and shrugs. "Well, you might be able to plead insanity if you keep talking like that. I think pretending to be Gordon Freeman of the Intergalactic House of Pancakes might get you a little more leeway, though."

Omad was taken aback, a bit ticked off at being mocked.
"What?! Do you people live under a rock?! You folk have such big ears, I'm surprised you haven't caught word of us yet! Have you never read of the, I don't know, big interstellar empire making first contact with this bloody planet?! The Holy Empire of the Doulas!? Now I've contained myself and worked well with you fair people for long enough, but now I am getting downright cross! I AM A NEUTRAL MEMBER OF THE INTERSTELLAR COMMUNITY! This is unjust! How can you hold someone in prison without a fair trial!?"

[Lingria]

"Come on, stop being so butthurt." "She" pouted.

She rolled her eyes more, continuing to walk.

"Hey! Please dont walk away..."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"If I had an interest in it I'd do comedy, but... eh, never been one for doing things on stage."

He shrugged, "I'm still confused about everything that's going on. I've been trapped in the 7th dimension for the past 1,000 Earth years."

"Try reading a history book, then. I heard those have some really exciting storylines to 'em."

[Skyline United]

He shrugged, "I'm still confused about everything that's going on. I've been trapped in the 7th dimension for the past 1,000 Earth years."

"Try reading a history book, then. I heard those have some really exciting storylines to 'em."

He grinned evilly, "What caused the fall of Rome?"

[Barboneia]

"Come on, stop being so butthurt." "She" pouted.

She rolled her eyes more, continuing to walk.

A lanky yet cheery looking man with blonde hair and a dark crimson sweater walked in, tapping away on his phone. He inadvertently walked into her, causing him to gasp in alarm. "O-O-Oh! I'm sorry, m-m-ma'am!"

[New Babylonia]

She rolled her eyes more, continuing to walk.

"Hey! Please dont walk away..."

"And why shouldn't i?" She glares with mild irritation.

[Lingria]

"Hey! Please dont walk away..."

"And why shouldn't i?" She glares with mild irritation.

"Because....I'm a fan, ma'am...."