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

[Indo-Japanese Separatist Districts]

She pouted at him.

He pecked her cheek. "No need to look so upset... Would you and Chocola like to get something to eat or drink?"

"STEEAAAK."
"STEEAAAK."

[Danceria]

Torr wakes up at the bar, surrounded by far too many bottles of vodka to dare attempt to count. Moaning, he groggily blinks a couple of times and gets up from his seat, shambling toward the stairs and grasping his head, as a throbbing headache was afflicting him. Meanwhile, the band of seven spectacular bounty hunters return to the saloon, with their head man saying boisterously, "hey, fellas, we nabbed ourselves that there dangeeerous Rooskie real good now! Y'all are safe, 'far's that's concerned!"

The man nodded, "Thanks for the assist...I guess." He sighed and wondered what these bounty hunters were doing here, and if they would be willing to have an extra hand. He'd been meaning to get some exercise and make some money. Being a merc sounded like the best way of accomplishing both.

[Derpopollissss]

The bartender comes back and hands them their drinks. The Cowboy quickly downs his drink. "Give me a bottle."

Ysabel tries this, but gags and almost fails to swallow "-f-fuck.."

He puts down his bottle and turns over to her. "Are you alright Miss?"

[Sky-TheLandOfNekos]

He pecked her cheek. "No need to look so upset... Would you and Chocola like to get something to eat or drink?"

"STEEAAAK."
"STEEAAAK."

"Steak?" he repeated. "Fine. So, I'm not really sure if there's a kitchen around here..."

[Kollin]

Kollin flails around, having a hissy fit and starting to gnaw on things.

His holo-clothes disappeared, revealing his true uniform, which consisted of a long flowing jet black coat, and basic pants and boots. Nothing out of the ordinary.
"Stay still, you... damn it!"

Kollin gasped and turned red a bit, starting to climb on Indo with a silly giggle.

[Indo-Japanese Separatist Districts]

"STEEAAAK."
"STEEAAAK."

"Steak?" he repeated. "Fine. So, I'm not really sure if there's a kitchen around here..."

They both pouted at him.

[Torrocca]

Torr wakes up at the bar, surrounded by far too many bottles of vodka to dare attempt to count. Moaning, he groggily blinks a couple of times and gets up from his seat, shambling toward the stairs and grasping his head, as a throbbing headache was afflicting him. Meanwhile, the band of seven spectacular bounty hunters return to the saloon, with their head man saying boisterously, "hey, fellas, we nabbed ourselves that there dangeeerous Rooskie real good now! Y'all are safe, 'far's that's concerned!"

The man nodded, "Thanks for the assist...I guess." He sighed and wondered what these bounty hunters were doing here, and if they would be willing to have an extra hand. He'd been meaning to get some exercise and make some money. Being a merc sounded like the best way of accomplishing both.

"Hey, don't sweat it, pal!" the Texan replies, smiling from ear to ear as he and his friends head over to the bar. Torr, watching from his new seat at the bottom of the stairs, mutters silently to himself and draws a couple of guns from their holsters, calling over to the group with a mere, "hey."

[Indo-Japanese Separatist Districts]

His holo-clothes disappeared, revealing his true uniform, which consisted of a long flowing jet black coat, and basic pants and boots. Nothing out of the ordinary.
"Stay still, you... damn it!"

Kollin gasped and turned red a bit, starting to climb on Indo with a silly giggle.

He tried his best to grab Kollin again.

[Dalvius]

The Nox Umbra squadron existed.

[Danceria]

"Steak?" he repeated. "Fine. So, I'm not really sure if there's a kitchen around here..."

They both pouted at him.

The scent of cooking meat wafted their way over to the noses of the trio, as Jay was frying up a nice juicy sirloin.

[Low bloods]

(Feel free to, it honestly feels like it's been forever.)

"I guess I should watch where I step." He chuckled.

(OOC: Months)

Zakiti can be around.

(Yeah, haven't talked to any of you.)
"Ehh, hello there?" Crise leans back

(Feel free to, it honestly feels like it's been forever.)

"I guess I should watch where I step." He chuckled.

He barked a yes you should and gnawed the bone still.

"Got a name, little one?" He knelt down and looks towards it.

[Third Kingdom]

(OOC: Months)

Zakiti can be around.

(Yeah, haven't talked to any of you.)
"Ehh, hello there?" Crise leans back

He barked a yes you should and gnawed the bone still.

"Got a name, little one?" He knelt down and looks towards it.

[been years]
He barked saying yes and I can talk but it's not the right time searching for someone.

[Ava Ire]

The woman looked up at him with an uninterested glint in her eyes. She gave a peculiar frown. "Depressed? Who says I'm depressed?" She brushed back a tuft of hair from her face. "This is just my default expression," she said.


She turned her attention now to this particular stranger. She raised an eyebrow. "Well who are you?" she inquired back, smirking.

"My apologies. I am Frida Orton of the High Court of Khasinkonia. Pleasure to make your acquaintance."

The woman raised an eyebrow. She was just a tad surprised. Acquaintances already? She hadn't expected anyone to be this... Friendly. "Oh. Um, yeah. Nice to meet you too... Name's Charlotte." She extended a hand in greeting.

Catching his curious glance from the corner of her eye, she turned her gaze into his direction. The woman took a gander at his own outfit. She chuckled.

"You've gotta be burning up in that."

The man looked up at the sound of her voice, and turned towards her. "Rather the opposite, in fact," he stated. "I'm so cold! I know Montana is quite northern for an American state, but, even Yukon never got this cold... That is to say, if this really is Montana." He gave a weak smile. "I, er... Haven't figured where this place is yet. Erm... Maybe the cold is just me..." he mumbled.

The woman smiled back. "Oh. Is that so? I never would've figured that people had their own little... temperature bubbles. Hmm. This is actually my first time in America," she stated.

[Sky-TheLandOfNekos]

"Steak?" he repeated. "Fine. So, I'm not really sure if there's a kitchen around here..."

They both pouted at him.

"No need for that," Alec stated, "We'll just have to look around."

(OOC: Months)

Zakiti can be around.

(Yeah, haven't talked to any of you.)
"Ehh, hello there?" Crise leans back

He barked a yes you should and gnawed the bone still.

"Got a name, little one?" He knelt down and looks towards it.

"Who are you?" the Nephalem asked, her right eye flickering between gold and black while her right eye remained as an empty void.

[Indo-Japanese Separatist Districts]

They both pouted at him.

"No need for that," Alec stated, "We'll just have to look around."

(Yeah, haven't talked to any of you.)
"Ehh, hello there?" Crise leans back

"Got a name, little one?" He knelt down and looks towards it.

"Who are you?" the Nephalem asked, her right eye flickering between gold and black while her right eye remained as an empty void.

They stood up and followed him around closely.

[Dalvius]

"My apologies. I am Frida Orton of the High Court of Khasinkonia. Pleasure to make your acquaintance."

The woman raised an eyebrow. She was just a tad surprised. Acquaintances already? She hadn't expected anyone to be this... Friendly. "Oh. Um, yeah. Nice to meet you too... Name's Charlotte." She extended a hand in greeting.

The man looked up at the sound of her voice, and turned towards her. "Rather the opposite, in fact," he stated. "I'm so cold! I know Montana is quite northern for an American state, but, even Yukon never got this cold... That is to say, if this really is Montana." He gave a weak smile. "I, er... Haven't figured where this place is yet. Erm... Maybe the cold is just me..." he mumbled.

The woman smiled back. "Oh. Is that so? I never would've figured that people had their own little... temperature bubbles. Hmm. This is actually my first time in America," she stated.

"Nice to meet you Charlotte."
Avraek materialized next to Ava.

[Kollin]

Kollin gasped and turned red a bit, starting to climb on Indo with a silly giggle.

He tried his best to grab Kollin again.

Who did her best to evade being grabbed, using her wings to lift both of them off the ground with ease.

[Sky-TheLandOfNekos]

"No need for that," Alec stated, "We'll just have to look around."


"Who are you?" the Nephalem asked, her right eye flickering between gold and black while her right eye remained as an empty void.

They stood up and followed him around closely.

They would eventually come to a kitchen of sorts.

[Indo-Japanese Separatist Districts]

He tried his best to grab Kollin again.

Who did her best to evade being grabbed, using her wings to lift both of them off the ground with ease.

He noticed, and immediately grabbed onto something solid.

[Barboneia]

The man looked up at the sound of her voice, and turned towards her. "Rather the opposite, in fact," he stated. "I'm so cold! I know Montana is quite northern for an American state, but, even Yukon never got this cold... That is to say, if this really is Montana." He gave a weak smile. "I, er... Haven't figured where this place is yet. Erm... Maybe the cold is just me..." he mumbled.

The woman smiled back. "Oh. Is that so? I never would've figured that people had their own little... temperature bubbles. Hmm. This is actually my first time in America," she stated.

"...I don't think this is America... I mean, wherever this is, I don't particularly like it. I think I should've stayed in Vancouver, or at least, taken a bus to Saskatoon instead of walking."

[Indo-Japanese Separatist Districts]

They stood up and followed him around closely.

They would eventually come to a kitchen of sorts.

Vanilla waltzed in like it was nothing.

[Kollin]

Who did her best to evade being grabbed, using her wings to lift both of them off the ground with ease.

He noticed, and immediately grabbed onto something solid.

Was a bit too late, seeing as you're already tens of feet in the air. Unlike poor Lyras whose dragon wings are too small and weak to fly, Kollin has absolutely no problem doing so even with heavy cargo.

[Indo-Japanese Separatist Districts]

He noticed, and immediately grabbed onto something solid.

Was a bit too late, seeing as you're already tens of feet in the air. Unlike poor Lyras whose dragon wings are too small and weak to fly, Kollin has absolutely no problem doing so even with heavy cargo.

"Damn you... well, this is fun at least."

[Kollin]

Was a bit too late, seeing as you're already tens of feet in the air. Unlike poor Lyras whose dragon wings are too small and weak to fly, Kollin has absolutely no problem doing so even with heavy cargo.

"Damn you... well, this is fun at least."

"Wheee!" She lifts him up more, holding him close, and begins accelerating gently.

[Khasinkonia]

"My apologies. I am Frida Orton of the High Court of Khasinkonia. Pleasure to make your acquaintance."

The woman raised an eyebrow. She was just a tad surprised. Acquaintances already? She hadn't expected anyone to be this... Friendly. "Oh. Um, yeah. Nice to meet you too... Name's Charlotte." She extended a hand in greeting.

The man looked up at the sound of her voice, and turned towards her. "Rather the opposite, in fact," he stated. "I'm so cold! I know Montana is quite northern for an American state, but, even Yukon never got this cold... That is to say, if this really is Montana." He gave a weak smile. "I, er... Haven't figured where this place is yet. Erm... Maybe the cold is just me..." he mumbled.

The woman smiled back. "Oh. Is that so? I never would've figured that people had their own little... temperature bubbles. Hmm. This is actually my first time in America," she stated.

Frida returned the handshake
"Ah, Charlotte. Zat is a nice name."
Above Frida, a blue vortex in the sky opened
She looked up at the vortex and muttered to herself
"Have they finally figured out where I am?"