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

[Yegla Islands]

"Warding? Yes, that is a good idea. I couldn't do something like that myself, however, but I can guard my mind exceptionally well. That protection only extends to me, however. So a ward would not be bad to guard yourself." the fox thought, eyeing Rasputin up and down.

"That's fine enough. In that case, I won't reveal what I am. Information given for information given." the fox thought, four tails swaying back and forth.

"What do I eat? Well, I am quite fond of... what would the appropriate term be for this language? Soul food?" the fox bared sharp teeth and gave a playful yip. "No, I don't want your's. You are an important ally. But I don't suppose you have any on you?"

Rasputin considered this.

"No. I don't just happen to carry souls around. Despite the grandmaster's insistence on the contrary, I'm no demon. Although..."

He reached into his jacket, and withdrew another gray shell, along with a large, bayonet-esque knife. He carefully cut open the gray casing, revealing a small, hexagonal prism that seemed to refract light in ways light was not meant to be refracted.

"Condensed mana. Artificially sourced - turns out we've got unlimited amounts of it, more or less, floating around in the atmosphere, ready to be pressurized and packaged. Renewable too. Not sure how it compares to souls, but it's the closest thing I've got."

He proffered the prism.

[Skolipendra Organization]

"Warding? Yes, that is a good idea. I couldn't do something like that myself, however, but I can guard my mind exceptionally well. That protection only extends to me, however. So a ward would not be bad to guard yourself." the fox thought, eyeing Rasputin up and down.

"That's fine enough. In that case, I won't reveal what I am. Information given for information given." the fox thought, four tails swaying back and forth.

"What do I eat? Well, I am quite fond of... what would the appropriate term be for this language? Soul food?" the fox bared sharp teeth and gave a playful yip. "No, I don't want your's. You are an important ally. But I don't suppose you have any on you?"

Rasputin considered this.

"No. I don't just happen to carry souls around. Despite the grandmaster's insistence on the contrary, I'm no demon. Although..."

He reached into his jacket, and withdrew another gray shell, along with a large, bayonet-esque knife. He carefully cut open the gray casing, revealing a small, hexagonal prism that seemed to refract light in ways light was not meant to be refracted.

"Condensed mana. Artificially sourced - turns out we've got unlimited amounts of it, more or less, floating around in the atmosphere, ready to be pressurized and packaged. Renewable too. Not sure how it compares to souls, but it's the closest thing I've got."

He proffered the prism.

The fox opened their jaw wide, far wider than the jaw should naturally be capable of, head elongating and neck tearing open to reveal more teeth, with many rows of teeth revealed, more akin to a lamprey than a fox. The surrounding air seemed to be sucked inward, and the entire room decreased in temperature by a few degrees, until the prism was sucked into the fox's expanding maw, and was swallowed whole. Following that, the fox seemed to return to "normal".

"Thank you! Sometimes I get a little peckish." the fox thought. "It is similar to our luna, but isn't quite the same substance. I wonder if it has a similar hyperdiamond structure..."

OOC: Sorry about the wait, was working on filling out the form. Got it up though.

[Yegla Islands]

The fox opened their jaw wide, far wider than the jaw should naturally be capable of, head elongating and neck tearing open to reveal more teeth, with many rows of teeth revealed, more akin to a lamprey than a fox. The surrounding air seemed to be sucked inward, and the entire room decreased in temperature by a few degrees, until the prism was sucked into the fox's expanding maw, and was swallowed whole. Following that, the fox seemed to return to "normal".

"Thank you! Sometimes I get a little peckish." the fox thought. "It is similar to our luna, but isn't quite the same substance. I wonder if it has a similar hyperdiamond structure..."

Rasputin stared for a moment before composing himself.

"I'll do my best not to comment on anyone's eating habits, but I feel like you've allayed any doubts the Grandmaster may have had about me consorting with demons. I suppose you are a shapeshifter then."

OOC: Cool. Does that mean you'll be doing an introductory post in IC?

[Skolipendra Organization]

The fox opened their jaw wide, far wider than the jaw should naturally be capable of, head elongating and neck tearing open to reveal more teeth, with many rows of teeth revealed, more akin to a lamprey than a fox. The surrounding air seemed to be sucked inward, and the entire room decreased in temperature by a few degrees, until the prism was sucked into the fox's expanding maw, and was swallowed whole. Following that, the fox seemed to return to "normal".

"Thank you! Sometimes I get a little peckish." the fox thought. "It is similar to our luna, but isn't quite the same substance. I wonder if it has a similar hyperdiamond structure..."

Rasputin stared for a moment before composing himself.

"I'll do my best not to comment on anyone's eating habits, but I feel like you've allayed any doubts the Grandmaster may have had about me consorting with demons. I suppose you are a shapeshifter then."

OOC: Cool. Does that mean you'll be doing an introductory post in IC?

The fox gave an unnerving grin, not helped in the slightest by the previous display. "A demon? Not exactly. But I won't reveal what I truly am unless you do. Shapeshifter? Sure, that's one power I have. Along with many others." The fox proceeded to leap through the table, passing through it as if it were not there, leaving behind a thin layer of ice on the outer surface, then landing on top of it solidly. The fox curled up, waving all four tails in front of their own face. "So about the coming war... you and I share common enemies. In times like this, it is best that we work together."

OOC: Now? No. Now, I'll be going to sleep. It's late. I might get a post up some time after I wake up though. But I need sleep. Sorry.

[Yegla Islands]

The fox gave an unnerving grin, not helped in the slightest by the previous display. "A demon? Not exactly. But I won't reveal what I truly am unless you do. Shapeshifter? Sure, that's one power I have. Along with many others." The fox proceeded to leap through the table, passing through it as if it were not there, leaving behind a thin layer of ice on the outer surface, then landing on top of it solidly. The fox curled up, waving all four tails in front of their own face. "So about the coming war... you and I share common enemies. In times like this, it is best that we work together."

Rasputin sighed inwardly.

"I am, truth be told, no less of a human than any of my nation's citizens. On a spiritual, genetic and mental level, we are one and the same. On a physical level, there have been some... modifications. Aftermarket changes, you could say. After all, my body is my fortress - surely a little re-decorating is a suitable pastime?"

He turned to the bartender.

"Another shot of vodka, if you would be so kind."

"Regarding cooperation, that's something I have no issues with at present. Your organization is remarkable in its scope of influence, and similarly-aligned from an ideological perspective. From what I understand, however, your methods of lending support will be somewhat... unorthodox."

[Foxfound]

Kiri the ghost woke up from where she had sort of fallen asleep midair earlier.

The fox gave an unnerving grin, not helped in the slightest by the previous display. "A demon? Not exactly. But I won't reveal what I truly am unless you do. Shapeshifter? Sure, that's one power I have. Along with many others." The fox proceeded to leap through the table, passing through it as if it were not there, leaving behind a thin layer of ice on the outer surface, then landing on top of it solidly. The fox curled up, waving all four tails in front of their own face. "So about the coming war... you and I share common enemies. In times like this, it is best that we work together."

As she blinked the sleep out of her eyes she noticed the fox. It actually didn't surprise her much at all; as far as the girl was concerned this was just another kitsune, the race she'd lived among ever since reuniting with her family. Sure, they usually didn't stick to their basic form for practical reasons, but she knew this is what it looked like. Whether she was right in her assessment of the creature remained to be seen.

She floated over. Had she heard the bit about eating souls she probably would have booked it in the first sentence of this post, given that a soul was all she was at this point, but she hadn't. If the vulpine being was able to detect her power level, it would realize that the girl was completely, utterly harmless. There was a bit of untapped energy, sure, but no knowledge of it or how to use it. This might be why the girl had gone unnoticed by the fox, or at least unacknowledged.

"Good morning," the yūrei said with a respectful bow. "I don't think I've seen you before. What's your name?"

[Low bloods]

Also Vixen was around, giving refills, serving drinks, doing his usual.

That is why we never side with Rapture. You have to think, sure they have your back, but surely no civil war is one of peace, when someone decides to die for what they believe in they damn well will. And it'll bring the morale down as well.

Lowblood isnt a place of peace. Civilians even have the ability to sniff out those not of our nation. This would cause conflict all over the board as the nation would split, tear and have to recover.
It's a tiring process that ends with little outcome."
This voice wasn't of Oni but rather of Low who was sitting beside Oni.
"Such a long time since I've spoken, at the end of my life I've learned that peace isnt always the answer, but Death has taught me that violence is neither. While it's not my decision anymore."

”Of course. I rather not see a nation torn apart by deciding to choose whom to support in my war against terrorism. Even when the answer is obvious. Sometimes, civil wars are more devastating than invasions by interventionists pretending to be liberators.” John Mercer sighed sadly with a silent prayer to avoid another war from occurring by willingly ignorant people to die before accepting the true face of Skyhooked’s ‘freedom crusades.’ That have left a total of 186 dead in the first hour of the storm.

A black and white fox with four tails scampered through the door, passing through it as if it were not actually there, and leaving behind frost and rime built up on the door where they passed through. The fox stared at the various people in the room, tails swaying. The fox leapt up onto the bar counter and curled up calmly, ears flicking as they listened in on the various conversations. The ears perked at the mention of a "war on terrorism", but the fox's expression didn't really change. The fox stared at Low, giving a quizzical look with icy blue eyes.

The entire time, the fox has been subtly picking up on the levels of power from every being in the room via ESP. Anyone else able to pick up on powers would recognize this fox as immensely powerful, particularly when it comes to psychic abilities and innate supernatural powers. The fox sniffed at the air, but was otherwise silent, content to listen to the others and learn what they can. The fox appeared tired and calm, but was really focusing highly, mentally recording every word, every pause, every change in expression.

"Well that's relatively unnerving. But then again I've seen some things." Low shrugged and ordered something as there is beverages for even spirits.

Oni glared at the creature in curiousity. "What a rare occurrence."

[Skolipendra Organization]

The fox gave an unnerving grin, not helped in the slightest by the previous display. "A demon? Not exactly. But I won't reveal what I truly am unless you do. Shapeshifter? Sure, that's one power I have. Along with many others." The fox proceeded to leap through the table, passing through it as if it were not there, leaving behind a thin layer of ice on the outer surface, then landing on top of it solidly. The fox curled up, waving all four tails in front of their own face. "So about the coming war... you and I share common enemies. In times like this, it is best that we work together."

Rasputin sighed inwardly.

"I am, truth be told, no less of a human than any of my nation's citizens. On a spiritual, genetic and mental level, we are one and the same. On a physical level, there have been some... modifications. Aftermarket changes, you could say. After all, my body is my fortress - surely a little re-decorating is a suitable pastime?"

He turned to the bartender.

"Another shot of vodka, if you would be so kind."

"Regarding cooperation, that's something I have no issues with at present. Your organization is remarkable in its scope of influence, and similarly-aligned from an ideological perspective. From what I understand, however, your methods of lending support will be somewhat... unorthodox."

"Transhumanism, then. Which is perfectly acceptable. Understand that my statement that you are not human is not meant as an insult to you, but recognition." the fox flicked their tails. "Indeed, our support will be unorthodox. Regarding that... I have been authorized to inform you that our initial support will be support from a nation that doesn't exist anymore."

Kiri the ghost woke up from where she had sort of fallen asleep midair earlier.

The fox gave an unnerving grin, not helped in the slightest by the previous display. "A demon? Not exactly. But I won't reveal what I truly am unless you do. Shapeshifter? Sure, that's one power I have. Along with many others." The fox proceeded to leap through the table, passing through it as if it were not there, leaving behind a thin layer of ice on the outer surface, then landing on top of it solidly. The fox curled up, waving all four tails in front of their own face. "So about the coming war... you and I share common enemies. In times like this, it is best that we work together."

As she blinked the sleep out of her eyes she noticed the fox. It actually didn't surprise her much at all; as far as the girl was concerned this was just another kitsune, the race she'd lived among ever since reuniting with her family. Sure, they usually didn't stick to their basic form for practical reasons, but she knew this is what it looked like. Whether she was right in her assessment of the creature remained to be seen.

She floated over. Had she heard the bit about eating souls she probably would have booked it in the first sentence of this post, given that a soul was all she was at this point, but she hadn't. If the vulpine being was able to detect her power level, it would realize that the girl was completely, utterly harmless. There was a bit of untapped energy, sure, but no knowledge of it or how to use it. This might be why the girl had gone unnoticed by the fox, or at least unacknowledged.

"Good morning," the yūrei said with a respectful bow. "I don't think I've seen you before. What's your name?"

The fox's ears perked up slightly to the yurei. They then replied with a telepathic message to the spirit. "I am Makitsunenome Tenko*." the fox thought. The fox smiled for a moment, and ceased exerting the Poltergeist Effect upon the table, allowing the fox to pass through the table as if it were not there. The fox proceeded to leap onto Kiri to knock her over and lick her face. The fox was ethereal, only ever making contact with physical things through use of the Poltergeist Effect. "What is your name, child?"

OOC: That guess is perhaps the best guess so far.

And here's the name in kanji, if you care about that: 魔狐の目 天子. Since I presume Kiri knows Japanese, the name translates as: "Eye of the Fox Witch" and "Heavenly Child".

If you haven't figured it out yet, the fox is an ethereal being.

Also Vixen was around, giving refills, serving drinks, doing his usual.

A black and white fox with four tails scampered through the door, passing through it as if it were not actually there, and leaving behind frost and rime built up on the door where they passed through. The fox stared at the various people in the room, tails swaying. The fox leapt up onto the bar counter and curled up calmly, ears flicking as they listened in on the various conversations. The ears perked at the mention of a "war on terrorism", but the fox's expression didn't really change. The fox stared at Low, giving a quizzical look with icy blue eyes.

The entire time, the fox has been subtly picking up on the levels of power from every being in the room via ESP. Anyone else able to pick up on powers would recognize this fox as immensely powerful, particularly when it comes to psychic abilities and innate supernatural powers. The fox sniffed at the air, but was otherwise silent, content to listen to the others and learn what they can. The fox appeared tired and calm, but was really focusing highly, mentally recording every word, every pause, every change in expression.

"Well that's relatively unnerving. But then again I've seen some things." Low shrugged and ordered something as there is beverages for even spirits.

Oni glared at the creature in curiousity. "What a rare occurrence."

The fox flickered, seemingly present and not present. A psychic image was sent to Low's mind, a brief flash of the image of the fox's face. The fox hoped this message would suffice.

[Foxfound]

The fox's ears perked up slightly to the yurei. They then replied with a telepathic message to the spirit. "I am Makitsunenome Tenko*." the fox thought. The fox smiled for a moment, and ceased exerting the Poltergeist Effect upon the table, allowing the fox to pass through the table as if it were not there. The fox proceeded to leap onto Kiri to knock her over and lick her face. The fox was ethereal, only ever making contact with physical things through use of the Poltergeist Effect. "What is your name, child?"

OOC: That guess is perhaps the best guess so far.

And here's the name in kanji, if you care about that: 魔狐の目 天子. Since I presume Kiri knows Japanese, the name translates as: "Eye of the Fox Witch" and "Heavenly Child".

If you haven't figured it out yet, the fox is an ethereal being.

"A really nice name," Kiri thought to herself, not really considering the fact that the fox might be hearing her thoughts. "With a nice meaning to -"

She then let out a yelp of surprise as she was tackled. Granted, this was how most people would react to a strange animal leaping at them, but in Kiri's case she was simply shocked that something had been able to touch her at all. With one small exception, she hadn't been able to touch or feel anything since her death, not even the wind blowing in her face or the cold of a winter night.

After a few moments of shock passed, she replied "...My name's Kiri... Kiri Mori. I-if you don't mind me asking... how are you able to touch me?" She was clearly apprehensive; this fox wasn't like the ones in her village, and she wasn't really sure what to make of that. If it could touch her, could it hurt her? At least she hadn't heard the bit about eating souls, or then we'd have full panic mode on our hands...


(OOC: That's actually really neat. I didn't put as much thought into Kiri's name, I just used a name generator until I got two names that had translations I liked. I'm not sure if it even would work in kanji.

I had guessed that the fox was physical and had the ability to become ethereal at will.

Also, sorry if this response isn't the best. I'm up later than I should be and when I'm tired it can be hard for me to judge my writing, if that makes sense.)

[Skolipendra Organization]

The fox's ears perked up slightly to the yurei. They then replied with a telepathic message to the spirit. "I am Makitsunenome Tenko*." the fox thought. The fox smiled for a moment, and ceased exerting the Poltergeist Effect upon the table, allowing the fox to pass through the table as if it were not there. The fox proceeded to leap onto Kiri to knock her over and lick her face. The fox was ethereal, only ever making contact with physical things through use of the Poltergeist Effect. "What is your name, child?"

OOC: That guess is perhaps the best guess so far.

And here's the name in kanji, if you care about that: 魔狐の目 天子. Since I presume Kiri knows Japanese, the name translates as: "Eye of the Fox Witch" and "Heavenly Child".

If you haven't figured it out yet, the fox is an ethereal being.

"A really nice name," Kiri thought to herself, not really considering the fact that the fox might be hearing her thoughts. "With a nice meaning to -"

She then let out a yelp of surprise as she was tackled. Granted, this was how most people would react to a strange animal leaping at them, but in Kiri's case she was simply shocked that something had been able to touch her at all. With one small exception, she hadn't been able to touch or feel anything since her death, not even the wind blowing in her face or the cold of a winter night.

After a few moments of shock passed, she replied "...My name's Kiri... Kiri Mori. I-if you don't mind me asking... how are you able to touch me?" She was clearly apprehensive; this fox wasn't like the ones in her village, and she wasn't really sure what to make of that. If it could touch her, could it hurt her? At least she hadn't heard the bit about eating souls, or then we'd have full panic mode on our hands...


(OOC: That's actually really neat. I didn't put as much thought into Kiri's name, I just used a name generator until I got two names that had translations I liked. I'm not sure if it even would work in kanji.

I had guessed that the fox was physical and had the ability to become ethereal at will.

Also, sorry if this response isn't the best. I'm up later than I should be and when I'm tired it can be hard for me to judge my writing, if that makes sense.)

"We are both ethereal." the fox thought plainly, continuing to lick Kiri's face playfully. "I am dead, you are dead... what more is there to it?" The fox then got off of her, allowing Kiri to get back up.

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OOC: It's all well and good. I just happen to really like using names that have a greater meaning to them, even if that isn't quite how it works IRL. (Not in that names don't have meaning IRL, but that they don't tend to have special narrative meaning IRL. I just happen to like the poetic-ness of using such names when possible.)

No, more like other way around. Ethereal, but can selectively interact with physical things without actually becoming physical, because I basically just decided that physics should work that way regarding spirits in my setting.

It's fine. I'm going offline after I send this. Really should have just waiting until tomorrow to post, but I happened to see that you posted here while I was responding to a TG on an alt and I needed to pull up info from my sig, so I was just like "fuck it, I'll reply now"... it's late here too. Don't beat yourself up over it.

[Low bloods]

Rasputin sighed inwardly.

"I am, truth be told, no less of a human than any of my nation's citizens. On a spiritual, genetic and mental level, we are one and the same. On a physical level, there have been some... modifications. Aftermarket changes, you could say. After all, my body is my fortress - surely a little re-decorating is a suitable pastime?"

He turned to the bartender.

"Another shot of vodka, if you would be so kind."

"Regarding cooperation, that's something I have no issues with at present. Your organization is remarkable in its scope of influence, and similarly-aligned from an ideological perspective. From what I understand, however, your methods of lending support will be somewhat... unorthodox."

"Transhumanism, then. Which is perfectly acceptable. Understand that my statement that you are not human is not meant as an insult to you, but recognition." the fox flicked their tails. "Indeed, our support will be unorthodox. Regarding that... I have been authorized to inform you that our initial support will be support from a nation that doesn't exist anymore."

Kiri the ghost woke up from where she had sort of fallen asleep midair earlier.

As she blinked the sleep out of her eyes she noticed the fox. It actually didn't surprise her much at all; as far as the girl was concerned this was just another kitsune, the race she'd lived among ever since reuniting with her family. Sure, they usually didn't stick to their basic form for practical reasons, but she knew this is what it looked like. Whether she was right in her assessment of the creature remained to be seen.

She floated over. Had she heard the bit about eating souls she probably would have booked it in the first sentence of this post, given that a soul was all she was at this point, but she hadn't. If the vulpine being was able to detect her power level, it would realize that the girl was completely, utterly harmless. There was a bit of untapped energy, sure, but no knowledge of it or how to use it. This might be why the girl had gone unnoticed by the fox, or at least unacknowledged.

"Good morning," the yūrei said with a respectful bow. "I don't think I've seen you before. What's your name?"

The fox's ears perked up slightly to the yurei. They then replied with a telepathic message to the spirit. "I am Makitsunenome Tenko*." the fox thought. The fox smiled for a moment, and ceased exerting the Poltergeist Effect upon the table, allowing the fox to pass through the table as if it were not there. The fox proceeded to leap onto Kiri to knock her over and lick her face. The fox was ethereal, only ever making contact with physical things through use of the Poltergeist Effect. "What is your name, child?"

OOC: That guess is perhaps the best guess so far.

And here's the name in kanji, if you care about that: 魔狐の目 天子. Since I presume Kiri knows Japanese, the name translates as: "Eye of the Fox Witch" and "Heavenly Child".

If you haven't figured it out yet, the fox is an ethereal being.

Also Vixen was around, giving refills, serving drinks, doing his usual.


"Well that's relatively unnerving. But then again I've seen some things." Low shrugged and ordered something as there is beverages for even spirits.

Oni glared at the creature in curiousity. "What a rare occurrence."

The fox flickered, seemingly present and not present. A psychic image was sent to Low's mind, a brief flash of the image of the fox's face. The fox hoped this message would suffice.

"Have you came for any reason in particular? I know understand that that isnt your true form, or perhaps your only form." Low was curious, though he hadn't had any interaction with others for a long time.

[The Rapture Republic]

There no thought, no emotion, no sense or sight by John Mercer of a curious guest. He only witness the freaks in this saloon acting like the deranged parasites they are, and the only sane person here with his glass in his hand, disdaining at the thought of these loathsome devils have to share this Earth with the likes of himself. It would have so much better, if the world was sane and had competent regimes to send the sickness to undisclosed facilities somewhere far far away from civil society. Although, consequently they wasn’t the case, which he did sighed with most displeasure. He drank some more of his drink to deter his disappointment of the human race from forming into a wrathful hate that would break his civilized character as the ideal human held by a invisible mask.

[Low bloods]

There no thought, no emotion, no sense or sight by John Mercer of a curious guest. He only witness the freaks in this saloon acting like the deranged parasites they are, and the only sane person here with his glass in his hand, disdaining at the thought of these loathsome devils have to share this Earth with the likes of himself. It would have so much better, if the world was sane and had competent regimes to send the sickness to undisclosed facilities somewhere far far away from civil society. Although, consequently they wasn’t the case, which he did sighed with most displeasure. He drank some more of his drink to deter his disappointment of the human race from forming into a wrathful hate that would break his civilized character as the ideal human held by a invisible mask.

"Do you see yourself as wise, or are you to cowardice to face the disreality that converges with your path countless times?"
A woman asked as she took a seat next to John and ordered some coffee.
"Your face, so calm yet clearly so annoyed. If you were to get struck by lightning would it even effect you? Not all magic comes from mana, some just know their way with the elements, others are augmented in gene, some even mutated, we call these things anomalies. While you can choose to ignore them, they won't ignore you."
As the glass arrived she took a sip and covers her lips as it was clearly too hot but sure enough her composure held quite well.

[The Rapture Republic]

There no thought, no emotion, no sense or sight by John Mercer of a curious guest. He only witness the freaks in this saloon acting like the deranged parasites they are, and the only sane person here with his glass in his hand, disdaining at the thought of these loathsome devils have to share this Earth with the likes of himself. It would have so much better, if the world was sane and had competent regimes to send the sickness to undisclosed facilities somewhere far far away from civil society. Although, consequently they wasn’t the case, which he did sighed with most displeasure. He drank some more of his drink to deter his disappointment of the human race from forming into a wrathful hate that would break his civilized character as the ideal human held by a invisible mask.

"Do you see yourself as wise, or are you to cowardice to face the disreality that converges with your path countless times?"
A woman asked as she took a seat next to John and ordered some coffee.
"Your face, so calm yet clearly so annoyed. If you were to get struck by lightning would it even effect you? Not all magic comes from mana, some just know their way with the elements, others are augmented in gene, some even mutated, we call these things anomalies. While you can choose to ignore them, they won't ignore you."
As the glass arrived she took a sip and covers her lips as it was clearly too hot but sure enough her composure held quite well.

John Mercer, turned looking at the hideous women, he grunted. ”Excuse me, women. Are you sure you’re feeling well? Or are you tainted like the rest of the populace here....” He said with suppressive irritation by some ‘thing’ attempting to argue reality with him.

[Low bloods]

"Do you see yourself as wise, or are you to cowardice to face the disreality that converges with your path countless times?"
A woman asked as she took a seat next to John and ordered some coffee.
"Your face, so calm yet clearly so annoyed. If you were to get struck by lightning would it even effect you? Not all magic comes from mana, some just know their way with the elements, others are augmented in gene, some even mutated, we call these things anomalies. While you can choose to ignore them, they won't ignore you."
As the glass arrived she took a sip and covers her lips as it was clearly too hot but sure enough her composure held quite well.

John Mercer, turned looking at the hideous women, he grunted. ”Excuse me, women. Are you sure you’re feeling well? Or are you tainted like the rest of the populace here....” He said with suppressive irritation by some ‘thing’ attempting to argue reality with him.

"Tainted? Possible but not likely. The atmosphere around here is too weak to corrupt such as I." She sighed as it seemed that she had actually might have aggravated the man. "I was actually just curious about your beliefs as they are rather odd." She couldn't help but chuckle at the conversation. "

[The Rapture Republic]

John Mercer, turned looking at the hideous women, he grunted. ”Excuse me, women. Are you sure you’re feeling well? Or are you tainted like the rest of the populace here....” He said with suppressive irritation by some ‘thing’ attempting to argue reality with him.

"Tainted? Possible but not likely. The atmosphere around here is too weak to corrupt such as I." She sighed as it seemed that she had actually might have aggravated the man. "I was actually just curious about your beliefs as they are rather odd." She couldn't help but chuckle at the conversation. "

John Mercer have a deep breath. ”Do you know what reality is? It is where we are standing, not some dimension or galaxy far far away. We are limited by it’s laws. Magic can and will only exist in the story books and the big screen. Not anywhere else, if someone truly believes it exists that person by realists, sanefolk like myself — will question there state of mind, looking at them as some crazed lunatic, who needs to be straighten up in a jacket and cared for at a mental hospital before they are released safety back into the masses.” John Mercer, drank again, laughing internally for having to answer a fairly obvious, no blatantly obviously question that didn’t need a response from another person.

[Low bloods]

"Tainted? Possible but not likely. The atmosphere around here is too weak to corrupt such as I." She sighed as it seemed that she had actually might have aggravated the man. "I was actually just curious about your beliefs as they are rather odd." She couldn't help but chuckle at the conversation. "

John Mercer have a deep breath. ”Do you know what reality is? It is where we are standing, not some dimension or galaxy far far away. We are limited by it’s laws. Magic can and will only exist in the story books and the big screen. Not anywhere else, if someone truly believes it exists that person by realists, sanefolk like myself — will question there state of mind, looking at them as some crazed lunatic, who needs to be straighten up in a jacket and cared for at a mental hospital before they are released safety back into the masses.” John Mercer, drank again, laughing internally for having to answer a fairly obvious, no blatantly obviously question that didn’t need a response from another person.

"So you believe the space to be nothing more than darkness. You dont see the possibility of others out there. Others with different living, others with more power?
It's a rather simple train of thought, you know the stories we've heard of rapture." She shrugs "Well I'm nobody to say it but don't you have a little bit of scientific miracle inside yourself? I've heard you are an immortal, or atleast damn near close to one. It shows in your speech even a little in your beliefs as well." It should also be stated, as soon as she stated mention of Rapture he eyes widened with rather intrigue with a faint streak of orange.
"The old ones mentioned some of their knowledge on your lore. And I didn't believe it either, but how could you deny your heritage? Your whole nation is based on a scientific miracle!"

[Foxfound]

"We are both ethereal." the fox thought plainly, continuing to lick Kiri's face playfully. "I am dead, you are dead... what more is there to it?" The fox then got off of her, allowing Kiri to get back up.

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OOC: It's all well and good. I just happen to really like using names that have a greater meaning to them, even if that isn't quite how it works IRL. (Not in that names don't have meaning IRL, but that they don't tend to have special narrative meaning IRL. I just happen to like the poetic-ness of using such names when possible.)

No, more like other way around. Ethereal, but can selectively interact with physical things without actually becoming physical, because I basically just decided that physics should work that way regarding spirits in my setting.

It's fine. I'm going offline after I send this. Really should have just waiting until tomorrow to post, but I happened to see that you posted here while I was responding to a TG on an alt and I needed to pull up info from my sig, so I was just like "fuck it, I'll reply now"... it's late here too. Don't beat yourself up over it.

Kiri blinked in surprise. She got up on her knees instead of standing (floating?) so she'd be closer to eye level with her new acquaintance.

"That's... that's actually really cool! I mean, it's not cool that you died, I don't mean that, I just mean it's neat to meet someone else like me, that I can talk to." She smiled, now just with her usual shyness, not shock.

She realized she probably looked very strange, as from anyone else's point of view the fox wasn't talking back to her. Then again, nothing was ever quite normal here as it was. A part of her wondered what, if anything, she could use to wipe intangible fox slobber off her face, but that wasn't really important right now.

"So... are you a kitsune? You look sort of like my parents and my sister, when they aren't in their human-ish form."

It seemed that she had grown up among the fox's kind, or a similar race. It would probably seem strange for a human, or in this case former human, to be raised by yōkai.

[Skolipendra Organization]

-snip-

"Have you came for any reason in particular? I know understand that that isnt your true form, or perhaps your only form." Low was curious, though he hadn't had any interaction with others for a long time.

"Absolutely."the fox sent a telepathic message. "I'm here for information." The fox's tails swayed. "Regarding which, I must thank you. This has been invaluable. I might suggest you get yourself a larger circle of friends. Get out a little more. And that's coming from me."

-snip-

Kiri blinked in surprise. She got up on her knees instead of standing (floating?) so she'd be closer to eye level with her new acquaintance.

"That's... that's actually really cool! I mean, it's not cool that you died, I don't mean that, I just mean it's neat to meet someone else like me, that I can talk to." She smiled, now just with her usual shyness, not shock.

She realized she probably looked very strange, as from anyone else's point of view the fox wasn't talking back to her. Then again, nothing was ever quite normal here as it was. A part of her wondered what, if anything, she could use to wipe intangible fox slobber off her face, but that wasn't really important right now.

"So... are you a kitsune? You look sort of like my parents and my sister, when they aren't in their human-ish form."

It seemed that she had grown up among the fox's kind, or a similar race. It would probably seem strange for a human, or in this case former human, to be raised by yōkai.

The fox playfully barked at Kiri. "Don't be upset that I died. That was hundreds of years ago. It was a different time, a different era." The fox stared with icy orbs.

"I am." the fox thought. "You were raised by foxes? Hmm... interesting. Is there anything more about that which you care to share?"

[Kyoki Chudoku]

A woman in a naval uniform stepped into the Saloon. Her face was red from her most recent tears. Her blue hair flowed behind her, still visibly wet from her latest expedition to the ocean. Her eyes matched the colour of deep water, though were hidden beneath her captain’s hat. At her side was a whip, kept holstered in a military belt. The woman walked towards the bar, a prosthetic leg clanking against the ground with every second step. She looked up at the bartender, wiped her upper cheek to make sure no tears remained, and spoke in a gentle yet miserable voice.

“Could I please have some water? Thank you.”

[Low bloods]

"Have you came for any reason in particular? I know understand that that isnt your true form, or perhaps your only form." Low was curious, though he hadn't had any interaction with others for a long time.

"Absolutely."the fox sent a telepathic message. "I'm here for information." The fox's tails swayed. "Regarding which, I must thank you. This has been invaluable. I might suggest you get yourself a larger circle of friends. Get out a little more. And that's coming from me."

Oni laughs looking over to Low and responds "Oof"

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Hearing the foxes suggestion he looks down and contemplates.
"I tend to stay to myself. I've been around for awhile, longer than any friends could survive, sadly." Low chuckles "Information, I dont think you'll get much depending on who you're trying to get it from."

A woman in a naval uniform stepped into the Saloon. Her face was red from her most recent tears. Her blue hair flowed behind her, still visibly wet from her latest expedition to the ocean. Her eyes matched the colour of deep water, though were hidden beneath her captain’s hat. At her side was a whip, kept holstered in a military belt. The woman walked towards the bar, a prosthetic leg clanking against the ground with every second step. She looked up at the bartender, wiped her upper cheek to make sure no tears remained, and spoke in a gentle yet miserable voice.

“Could I please have some water? Thank you.”

"Heres a glass, and a tissue if you bare anymore tears."

[Valentine Z]

A large foot descends to the front of the door. Figuring that the door would be just wide enough, Valentijn kneed down, looked inside, and in one swift movement, dived and squeezed in through as much as he could, before getting his hip stuck on the door, with his lower half of his body outside the bar, and his upper half in the bar.

Does this place just got smaller, or did I put on more height and weight? Either way, errr.... yeah, find another doorway, main entrance is blocked by me, sorry!
So... how are you all doing here? Everything good? I mean, it's been so long since the Valentians are here, but you know, how're you all doing, & stuff like that.
- Valentijn “De Sierlijke en Vrij Valkyrie General” Samantha Maxwell Delta Weston Stijn Angelus Tracey Mitchell Marnix Svtw. Constantine Sein Lin Zaw Naing

[The Rapture Republic]

”There are no miracles, only brilliant man who make action, which is what you are probably referring to; with immortality existing, however, it is not without the consequences. Though I couldn’t care less about them.” John Mercer, responded. Before noticing the liquid in his glass shaking, same with the dust on the counter top, then the entire building. Soon taking awe at the colossal machine entering this rather big saloon. His mind would stubbornly refuse that it was a fleshingly giant as such creatures are only found in children stories like the big friendly giant and James and the beanstalk for instance.”I find the design and texture to be an eyesore. Like some artist falling down a flight of stairs way too many times, with the thirteenth fall making them think up creating abominable artwork concept of a decommissioned Big Daddy, now replaced by state of the art, servitors.” Said John Mercer, immediately losing interest in the colossal and resumed enjoying his glass.

[Valentine Z]

”There are no miracles, only brilliant man who make action, which is what you are probably referring to; with immortality existing, however, it is not without the consequences. Though I couldn’t care less about them.” John Mercer, responded. Before noticing the liquid in his glass shaking, same with the dust on the counter top, then the entire building. Soon taking awe at the colossal machine entering this rather big saloon. His mind would stubbornly refuse that it was a fleshingly giant as such creatures are only found in children stories like the big friendly giant and James and the beanstalk for instance.”I find the design and texture to be an eyesore. Like some artist falling down a flight of stairs way too many times, with the thirteenth fall making them think up creating abominable artwork concept of a decommissioned Big Daddy, now replaced by state of the art, servitors.” Said John Mercer, immediately losing interest in the colossal and resumed enjoying his glass.

Yeah, that's all good, but well, now that I am stuck here, you have the displeasure of looking at my abominable face.... By the way, I'm wearing my Valk armor.
I mean, fashion statement and looking like woman aside, that's the only thing that keeps you people from being fried from the radiation inside of myself, heh!

But sure, enjoy your drink. I would drink to that, but I really can't open my helmet, and beer is worst enjoyed by sucking through a straw. I'm just here for talks.
Like, heart-to-heart sometimes, sometimes casual, many more, really. I don't know, it's been a while since I'm here, and I'm seeing a lot of new faces, so, yep!
- Valentijn “De Sierlijke en Vrij Valkyrie General” Samantha Maxwell Delta Weston Stijn Angelus Tracey Mitchell Marnix Svtw. Constantine Sein Lin Zaw Naing

[Low bloods]

A large foot descends to the front of the door. Figuring that the door would be just wide enough, Valentijn kneed down, looked inside, and in one swift movement, dived and squeezed in through as much as he could, before getting his hip stuck on the door, with his lower half of his body outside the bar, and his upper half in the bar.

Does this place just got smaller, or did I put on more height and weight? Either way, errr.... yeah, find another doorway, main entrance is blocked by me, sorry!
So... how are you all doing here? Everything good? I mean, it's been so long since the Valentians are here, but you know, how're you all doing, & stuff like that.
- Valentijn “De Sierlijke en Vrij Valkyrie General” Samantha Maxwell Delta Weston Stijn Angelus Tracey Mitchell Marnix Svtw. Constantine Sein Lin Zaw Naing

"You seem to be getting bigger, I tried even raising the ceiling when the reconstruction happened, damn explosions keep occurring."

”There are no miracles, only brilliant man who make action, which is what you are probably referring to; with immortality existing, however, it is not without the consequences. Though I couldn’t care less about them.” John Mercer, responded. Before noticing the liquid in his glass shaking, same with the dust on the counter top, then the entire building. Soon taking awe at the colossal machine entering this rather big saloon. His mind would stubbornly refuse that it was a fleshingly giant as such creatures are only found in children stories like the big friendly giant and James and the beanstalk for instance.”I find the design and texture to be an eyesore. Like some artist falling down a flight of stairs way too many times, with the thirteenth fall making them think up creating abominable artwork concept of a decommissioned Big Daddy, now replaced by state of the art, servitors.” Said John Mercer, immediately losing interest in the colossal and resumed enjoying his glass.

"Call it what you will. It's still somthing that you would decline to acknowledge its reality." She chuckles "What occured to make you think in such a manner, were you just born with this thought process or were was it an occurence like man questioning god?"