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

[Barboneia]

"I'm simply looking for him. Why, you may ask? ...Well, that's really none of your concern. But, if you happen to see him, hand him this." He slid over a piece of paper with a drawing of an "X" on it. "Do that, and I promise you, you'll be compensated handsomely." He nodded, and stood up. He brushed his suit off, and walked out of the bar.

She takes the drawing and looks it over before stuffing it into her shirt pocket. "Well, that was weird." The innkeep says, shrugging lazily.

Dom stepped downstairs, smoking a cigar. He sat down at the bar, adjusting his fedora. "Oi," he said to the bartender, glancing at her. "Can I 'ave a bottle of scotch?"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

She takes the drawing and looks it over before stuffing it into her shirt pocket. "Well, that was weird." The innkeep says, shrugging lazily.

Dom stepped downstairs, smoking a cigar. He sat down at the bar, adjusting his fedora. "Oi," he said to the bartender, glancing at her. "Can I 'ave a bottle of scotch?"

She nods and ducks under the bar, grabbing him a bottle of said drink. "Some fuckface with a stupid accent was looking for ya." The innkeep fishes around in her pockets and brings out that drawing of an X or whatever, handing it to him.

[Barboneia]

Dom stepped downstairs, smoking a cigar. He sat down at the bar, adjusting his fedora. "Oi," he said to the bartender, glancing at her. "Can I 'ave a bottle of scotch?"

She nods and ducks under the bar, grabbing him a bottle of said drink. "Some fuckface with a stupid accent was looking for ya." The innkeep fishes around in her pockets and brings out that drawing of an X or whatever, handing it to him.

Dom stared at the drawing, his eyes widening. "Oh shit... Oh shit oh shit OH SHIT!" He grabbed the bottle, and ran upstairs, leaving the drawing on the counter.

[Chaos Crescent]

Drake saw him run and laughed a lot crying.

'Yup I was right it was a death warrant or something like it. Wonder how his two girlfriends will react to it.'

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Dom stared at the drawing, his eyes widening. "Oh shit... Oh shit oh shit OH SHIT!" He grabbed the bottle, and ran upstairs, leaving the drawing on the counter.

Crysal happens to be directly in his path, fresh out of the shower. He might happen to crash into her.

[Chaos Crescent]

Dom stared at the drawing, his eyes widening. "Oh shit... Oh shit oh shit OH SHIT!" He grabbed the bottle, and ran upstairs, leaving the drawing on the counter.

Crysal happens to be directly in his path, fresh out of the shower. He might happen to crash into her.

Which one would believe would knock him out cold given her body strength. Also that would be a lot more funny.

[Barboneia]

Dom stared at the drawing, his eyes widening. "Oh shit... Oh shit oh shit OH SHIT!" He grabbed the bottle, and ran upstairs, leaving the drawing on the counter.

Crysal happens to be directly in his path, fresh out of the shower. He might happen to crash into her.

Dom runs into her, and shrieks, pretty much bouncing off. The bottle flies out of his hands and crashes to the ground. He stared up at her, wide eyed. "Y-Y-You gotta help me!"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Crysal happens to be directly in his path, fresh out of the shower. He might happen to crash into her.

Dom runs into her, and shrieks, pretty much bouncing off. The bottle flies out of his hands and crashes to the ground. He stared up at her, wide eyed. "Y-Y-You gotta help me!"

She crosses her arms in utter unamusement and raises an eyebrow, looking down on him both literally and figuratively. "With? Self-confidence? There's only so much I can do for you in that regard."

[Barboneia]

Dom runs into her, and shrieks, pretty much bouncing off. The bottle flies out of his hands and crashes to the ground. He stared up at her, wide eyed. "Y-Y-You gotta help me!"

She crosses her arms in utter unamusement and raises an eyebrow, looking down on him both literally and figuratively. "With? Self-confidence? There's only so much I can do for you in that regard."

"What?! No! The government- MY government is looking for me! I don't know why, but they are! I-I need a place to hide, and I need a way to get them to leave me alone!"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

She crosses her arms in utter unamusement and raises an eyebrow, looking down on him both literally and figuratively. "With? Self-confidence? There's only so much I can do for you in that regard."

"What?! No! The government- MY government is looking for me! I don't know why, but they are! I-I need a place to hide, and I need a way to get them to leave me alone!"

She clicks her tongue and mumbles for a bit. "I never do something without getting something in return. What can you give me?" Crysal says, walking in a circle around him. "You wouldn't even make a good servant. You're too scrawny."

[Barboneia]

"What?! No! The government- MY government is looking for me! I don't know why, but they are! I-I need a place to hide, and I need a way to get them to leave me alone!"

She clicks her tongue and mumbles for a bit. "I never do something without getting something in return. What can you give me?" Crysal says, walking in a circle around him. "You wouldn't even make a good servant. You're too scrawny."

"I... Erm... I may be scrawny, m-ma'am, but I'll do anything! ANYTHING! I swear! Please, please, please consider it! Whatever you want, I'll do!"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

She clicks her tongue and mumbles for a bit. "I never do something without getting something in return. What can you give me?" Crysal says, walking in a circle around him. "You wouldn't even make a good servant. You're too scrawny."

"I... Erm... I may be scrawny, m-ma'am, but I'll do anything! ANYTHING! I swear! Please, please, please consider it! Whatever you want, I'll do!"

"I'll think of something suitable for you later, I suppose." She sighs. "Well, I could hide you in Tel'Halsu, along with anyone important to you. They'd probably target your loved ones next, if I know asshole governments, and I do."

[Barboneia]

"I... Erm... I may be scrawny, m-ma'am, but I'll do anything! ANYTHING! I swear! Please, please, please consider it! Whatever you want, I'll do!"

"I'll think of something suitable for you later, I suppose." She sighs. "Well, I could hide you in Tel'Halsu, along with anyone important to you. They'd probably target your loved ones next, if I know asshole governments, and I do."

"What?! That's too far! Isn't there, like, a cellar or something?"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"I'll think of something suitable for you later, I suppose." She sighs. "Well, I could hide you in Tel'Halsu, along with anyone important to you. They'd probably target your loved ones next, if I know asshole governments, and I do."

"What?! That's too far! Isn't there, like, a cellar or something?"

"Oh, yes, let me see... Hrm. Extremely secure castle that's survived countless assaults, air strikes, artillery strikes, built by the greatest minds before my rise to power... or a basement." Crysal puts her hand on his forehead, humming cheerfully as it feels like it's being branded with something. "Putting that on there so I can keep an eye on you. Don't scratch at it, it'll scab over."

[Barboneia]

"What?! That's too far! Isn't there, like, a cellar or something?"

"Oh, yes, let me see... Hrm. Extremely secure castle that's survived countless assaults, air strikes, artillery strikes, built by the greatest minds before my rise to power... or a basement." Crysal puts her hand on his forehead, humming cheerfully as it feels like it's being branded with something. "Putting that on there so I can keep an eye on you. Don't scratch at it, it'll scab over."

He shivers uncomfortably, mumbling. "Erm... What was that? Never mind, I don't want to know right now... M-Maybe the inn keeper can keep me in the basement?"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

He shivers uncomfortably, mumbling. "Erm... What was that? Never mind, I don't want to know right now... M-Maybe the inn keeper can keep me in the basement?"

Crysal sighs and facepalms. "Fine, sure... Trust the innkeep?! She's Pravyetian, Barb! Wave a fucking dollar bill in front of her and she'll sell out faster than a teenage girl being offered a musical contract!"

[Barboneia]

He shivers uncomfortably, mumbling. "Erm... What was that? Never mind, I don't want to know right now... M-Maybe the inn keeper can keep me in the basement?"

Crysal sighs and facepalms. "Fine, sure... Trust the innkeep?! She's Pravyetian, Barb! Wave a fucking dollar bill in front of her and she'll sell out faster than a teenage girl being offered a musical contract!"

He stared at her, and slowly took out his wallet. "... Did you just call me... 'Barb'? That's pretty racist, you know." Dom began to walk downstairs, mumbling.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Crysal sighs and facepalms. "Fine, sure... Trust the innkeep?! She's Pravyetian, Barb! Wave a fucking dollar bill in front of her and she'll sell out faster than a teenage girl being offered a musical contract!"

He stared at her, and slowly took out his wallet. "... Did you just call me... 'Barb'? That's pretty racist, you know." Dom began to walk downstairs, mumbling.

"It also means dipshit in Old Iracusian. Coincidence? I think not." She says, following after him. "If you don't want to be too far from your myriad lovers I suppose I could hide you in the castle. It's not quite as secure as Tel'Halsu, but evidently you aren't that concerned for your life."

[Barboneia]

He stared at her, and slowly took out his wallet. "... Did you just call me... 'Barb'? That's pretty racist, you know." Dom began to walk downstairs, mumbling.

"It also means dipshit in Old Iracusian. Coincidence? I think not." She says, following after him. "If you don't want to be too far from your myriad lovers I suppose I could hide you in the castle. It's not quite as secure as Tel'Halsu, but evidently you aren't that concerned for your life."

"If I got to stay in the basement, I can still stay close to Ira and Ava, and I get loads of food!" He sighed dreamily. "Oh, Ava..." He walked over to the bar, and placed his wallet on it. "Barkeep, you can keep everything in that if you'll let me stay in your basement."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"It also means dipshit in Old Iracusian. Coincidence? I think not." She says, following after him. "If you don't want to be too far from your myriad lovers I suppose I could hide you in the castle. It's not quite as secure as Tel'Halsu, but evidently you aren't that concerned for your life."

"If I got to stay in the basement, I can still stay close to Ira and Ava, and I get loads of food!" He sighed dreamily. "Oh, Ava..." He walked over to the bar, and placed his wallet on it. "Barkeep, you can keep everything in that if you'll let me stay in your basement."

She looks through it and stuffs it into her pocket. "That and the wallet itself."

Crysal rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. "Truly a smart man that puts his sexual desires before his personal safety. You'll regret it, promise."

[Barboneia]

"If I got to stay in the basement, I can still stay close to Ira and Ava, and I get loads of food!" He sighed dreamily. "Oh, Ava..." He walked over to the bar, and placed his wallet on it. "Barkeep, you can keep everything in that if you'll let me stay in your basement."

She looks through it and stuffs it into her pocket. "That and the wallet itself."

Crysal rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. "Truly a smart man that puts his sexual desires before his personal safety. You'll regret it, promise."

The wallet was made out of quality leather.

Dom grinned up at her. "As long as I'll still be able to see that beautiful body, all is fine." He rubs the back of his head. "Although, I doubt she'll be happy to know we'll be living in the basement. Say... Where is it, anyways?"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

She looks through it and stuffs it into her pocket. "That and the wallet itself."

Crysal rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. "Truly a smart man that puts his sexual desires before his personal safety. You'll regret it, promise."

The wallet was made out of quality leather.

Dom grinned up at her. "As long as I'll still be able to see that beautiful body, all is fine." He rubs the back of his head. "Although, I doubt she'll be happy to know we'll be living in the basement. Say... Where is it, anyways?"

She rubs her hands and grins maniacally.

Crysal motions over at a nearby door. "Down there. You probably don't want to know what two significant life events of mine occurred there, though."

[Barboneia]

The wallet was made out of quality leather.

Dom grinned up at her. "As long as I'll still be able to see that beautiful body, all is fine." He rubs the back of his head. "Although, I doubt she'll be happy to know we'll be living in the basement. Say... Where is it, anyways?"

She rubs her hands and grins maniacally.

Crysal motions over at a nearby door. "Down there. You probably don't want to know what two significant life events of mine occurred there, though."

"You can tell me on the way down, ma'am." He opened the door, and headed downstairs.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"You can tell me on the way down, ma'am." He opened the door, and headed downstairs.

Crysal follows after him, laughing. "This room is where my first child was born. And where I lost my virginity. Have fun thinking of both of those things while you try to sleep down here, you dumb bastard."

[Barboneia]

"You can tell me on the way down, ma'am." He opened the door, and headed downstairs.

Crysal follows after him, laughing. "This room is where my first child was born. And where I lost my virginity. Have fun thinking of both of those things while you try to sleep down here, you dumb bastard."

"Don't sound to bad to me...", he mumbled quietly. He looked around the basement.