Pan Dimensional Pub (2016-2019)

SnackHappy · Post by **SnackHappy** » Mon Jun 05, 2017 1:37 pm

Setting down the menu as Lulu approaches. Jacob eyes her up and down.

Rhino buffalo sounds mighty tasty. Might actually be good. Better get two just in case.

"Thank you, lass. I do have a lot of dem scales. I's having whatevers on tap an two o' dem buffalo burgers. Yous hearin correct to, I just got accepted into the 7th. Me an Sasha lookin' to make this world a better place. Speakin a places sure is a nice place you got here. I's thinking juicers be craving excitement, what brings you to runnin a bar? You know instead a venturin."

Moira O'Dugan · Post by **Moira O'Dugan** » Mon Jun 05, 2017 3:46 pm

Even though Moira is not a very aware person when it comes to her surroundings it's hard to miss the large lizardman bursting through the door. Upon his announcement Moira lifts her glass and calls out.

"Cheers lad. Good on you."

Then Moira returns to her discussion.

Timothy Hernandez · Post by **Timothy Hernandez** » Mon Jun 05, 2017 5:01 pm

Timothy walks into the bar, records all who are here and looks for Zima. Not seeing her there, Timothy is disappointed. Timothy will walk up to the bar and order a drink. "Whiskey, neat." Once the drink arrives, Timothy will stare into it. This place is growing more and more. Time to record the audio. Timothy will turn on his recording, his objective, to listen to as many discussions as possible for any loose intel that may slip out. Loss of a team mate and the loss of a friend. It has been a long few days. She's probably on a mission. That's more like it.

Timothy will listen for any other members of Zima's team. It was the 13th right? I know it was the quiet ones.

Ulrich · Post by **Ulrich** » Tue Jun 06, 2017 4:25 pm

The old cyber enhanced German enters the pub and walks to the bar with what almost looks like a military march. Ordering his drink he sits on the stool and looks at the food menu.

Post by **Daniel** » Tue Jun 06, 2017 5:12 pm

The front door opens to the bar and a young lady enters. Looking down at a photograph she glances up at all the people in the bar. Her gaze stops on Ulrich. A smile spreads across her face and she pockets the photo. Making her way around those in her way she walks over to Ulrich, "I'm Jessica and you are Ulrich. I work for Northern Gun in their anti-Xiticix squad. This is the soonest I could get some vacation. I came to say, thank you to you and the Nameless. Thank you for saving my brother, even though his occupation probably was not one you get a long with. Thank you. Can I offer you a drink? I've had a long ride here and am thirsty myself." Sitting down across from the leader of the Nameless Jessica nods at the bar keep.

Lulu attends Jessica, then turns back to Snack Happy, "Dinner...s coming right up. Trust me I itch for adventure but my outfit bought this bar and its my month to work here. Feels like a million years to me."

Leaning close she grins, "Be right back with ya food hun."

Ulrich · Post by **Ulrich** » Tue Jun 06, 2017 8:33 pm

Ulrich looks at Jessica and sees a slight resemblance then nods.

"I am takingk a shot in the dark und guessingk your brother iz zhe enemy combatant ve encountered. It may be personal for some but for me savingk a life iz more important zhan von's political structure."

Ulrich lifts his beer which was just put in front of him looking Jessica for n the eye.

"You are most velcome Miss Jessica. To family"

Even though Ulrich's expression is usually hard to read it's obvious he believes what he said. Lowing his drink after taking a few gulps he sets it on he bar.

"Sadly not all uf mein squad shares zhoughs thoughts und took zhe order hard but it vas mein order to make. Don't get me wrong zhough, zhey are a goot group."

An oh so rare smile appears on Ulrich's face.

Artemeisia · Post by **Artemeisia** » Wed Jun 07, 2017 3:38 am

Moira O'Dugan wrote:Moira nods happily at Artemeisia.

"Aye. Some formal training is in me background. The Avalonian styles are the ones l'm most familiar with. I have a healthy respect fer the sabre and buckler and the Highland claymore but as denizen of Inismore fisticuffs is wer' most my training lays. O'er the centuries though I have traveled with many a great swordsmen who were willing to pass some knowledge to a fellow adventurer."

"Since me pappy was a Sidhe troll I ne'er really needed armor 'an weapons much but they are still fun"

Moira then turns back to the conversation. "From what I can gather these Germans 'er the people from the same area as a place called Eisen w'ere I came from. Their main fighting style used a hefly broadsword 'an a metal gauntlet called a Panzer hand. A very interesting style to see in action. I had a rather close relationship with the trainer of that school."

Centuries of travel! "I do not meat many who have traversed centuries in their travels. Well met! When there is time, I would be most interested in seeing some of these Avalonian techniques. I have used something called a Highland claymore before, I am curious if we are speaking of the same weapon. However, I am not at all familiar with the Sidhe. So much to learn in this wide world. Would you care to elaborate? Or we can just drink more!"

Moira O'Dugan · Post by **Moira O'Dugan** » Wed Jun 07, 2017 7:51 am

Moira let's out a laugh and picked up her next shot and downs it.

"Aye, the blessings of the goodly folk's blood haves extended me lifespan a good bit. I am the first to admit to not being the most cerebral of individuals but I'll be happy to chat a bit."

"The Sidhe are also known as the fay to most people but what most people don't understand is that fay are not all tiny child like people with wings. Other beings that can be seen as elves, dwarves, trolls, goblins and many different others by most mortals, are actually Sidhe in my realm. The Sidhe culture is a complicated one due to them being completely alien in body an' thought. Even with me ties to them an' me friendship with me brother I do not fully understand them. I know the unseelie courte can be downright nasty but the seelie courte tries to do things in a more civilized manner."

"As for the claymore thing, is it still a 6 to 7 foot long sword here?"

SnackHappy · Post by **SnackHappy** » Fri Jun 09, 2017 1:54 pm

Lars wrote:
Lulu attends Jessica, then turns back to Snack Happy, "Dinner...s coming right up. Trust me I itch for adventure but my outfit bought this bar and its my month to work here. Feels like a million years to me."

Leaning close she grins, "Be right back with ya food hun."

Upon Lulu's return with food. Snack Happy begin's diving into the buffalo burgers seemingly unable to eat fast enough.

"Thanks fer da food! This is del*mnmnm*cious!"

Slurping some ale to wash it down.

"Lulu is it? Yous guys make some tasty burgers. What's a set member do round here when not fightin'?"

Post by **Daniel** » Fri Jun 09, 2017 2:38 pm

Snack Happy wrote:"Lulu is it? Yous guys make some tasty burgers. What's a SET member do round here when not fightin'?"

Lulu winks at the reptile man, "Thanks hon. We try. Our Chi Town garlic fries are great too! As far as what to do....I don't know what SET people do, I'm not a member, I'm a Merry Mercenary. However, I know that when I am not on duty here I love to go to the Number Two."

Smiling her wide Ogre smile she suddenly looks concerned. "The Number Two, the watering hole....err, the Hole in the Ground that the Second SET found a few months ago....its a underground pool. I love swimming in it."

Shaking her head Lulu continues, "May hap lat'r when I'm done working, I can show you the swimming pool? The water is always warm, something about it's clear water being near a underground ley line. I dunno, but I know I love swimming there and relaxing in the warmth of the place."

Post by **Daniel** » Fri Jun 09, 2017 3:05 pm

Ulrich wrote:Ulrich looks at Jessica... "Sadly not all uf mein squad shares zhoughs thoughts und took zhe order hard but it vas mein order to make. Don't get me wrong zhough, zhey are a goot group."[/b]

Nodding the woman named Jessica smiles, "I understand. My brother is a devout CS man. He was not thrilled when I decided to work for Northern Gun instead of the CS." She shrugs the statement away, "Regardless, I am thankful for your orders and saving him."

Looking around the Pub at the varied people assembled Jessica's smile widens.

"This place is magical. I was worried about coming, but the stories are true, Castle Refuge does seem to be a bastion for hope."

As polite and friendly as she is, her hand still strays towards he side arm as the front door is pulled open by a tall, brawny tattooed man with long hair. Loudly the man yells, "And a good night to you all! Spider needs his sleep! I will see you ladies of the Seventh in the morning."

Once the man named Spider leaves, closing the door behind him, Jessica relaxes, setting her hand next to her drink.

"I was born in Ishpeming. Where are you from, Europe somewhere I assume?"

Ulrich · Post by **Ulrich** » Fri Jun 09, 2017 5:50 pm

"Most citizens only know vhat zhe you are told to know by zhose whom control zhier governing body. I vill not judge zhem for it. Zhis does not mean I vill not befend mein self or zhe ideals I stand for but I vill not let an injured beingk die vhen it can be avoided."

Ulrich takes a few more gulps of his beer as he notices her twitch and speaks again after she relaxes a bit.

"I vas born und raised in a valley uf Germany but came to zhe North Americas about a year ago. During our trip back a supernatural event linked us all mentally for a few seconds. Your brother's thoughts were if his mother and makingk sure she didn't starve in Chi town. Mein squad is to high profile to actually go to Chi Town und bring her here to be vith her son. A large scorpion robot, dragon, a hot headed quick flex, and a Russian beauty queen in a glitter boy suit vould stick out In coalition territory."

"I have spoken vith mein commanders about putting together a team for an extraction und zhey are villingk to do so but I vould like to propose zomezhingk. In mein squad's last mission ve came across some salvage. I prepose sending you to retrieve your muther und bringk her here so your family can be together und I vould be villingk to fund zhe exbedition. It vould be much easier both mission vise und emotionally for your muther if it vas her own daughter escorting her."

"Is mein proposal zomezhingk you are villingk to consider Miss Jessica?"

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Post by **Daniel** » Sat Jun 10, 2017 9:30 pm

Ulrich wrote:"I have spoken vith mein commanders about putting together a team for an extraction und zhey are villingk to do so but I vould like to propose zomezhingk. ... I prepose sending you to retrieve your muther und bringk her here so your family can be together und I vould be villingk to fund zhe exbedition. It vould be much easier both mission vise und emotionally for your muther if it vas her own daughter escorting her."

"Is mein proposal zomezhingk you are villingk to consider Miss Jessica?"

Jessica's eyes widen.

"I am floored good Sir. You are very kind. If my brother is going to be recuperating here for a while, gathering my mother and bringing her here might be, nice. My brother and mother are close. I can not ask you for payment, you have done so much already. I will go get my mother and bring her here. I have a vehicle, and armor and some weapons. What...I might need help with is some basic supplies. I used up most of my food, energy and such to get here. I had figured I'd try to get a job here to restock...maybe a loan? If you wanted to loan me an amount to get refueled and stocked then I could repay you after I get back. Once I start working. That okay with you Mr Ulrich?"

Holding out her hand to shake his, Jessica has a beaming smile on her face.

Erin Tarn · Post by **Erin Tarn** » Sat Jun 10, 2017 10:04 pm

Raising an eyebrow at the burly warrior named Spider, who hiccups and leaves, the man dressed in black cloak and armor looks around the room at the other patrons of the bar. Holding his frightening looking helmet in his left hand he wipes his forehead with his right hand.

Look at this bar! It has changed a lot since we first set up the Legion here. I've been gone too long. Sir Sayeen was right, of course, old bastard usually is...was, a little touched but almost always right about things. Ahh, there is the Knights table as he described.

Seeing the Helm of Sayeen the newcomer looks sad for a moment then looks around at the rest of the room, hearing the female Ogre call out to him to come on in and get his drunk on.

Might just do that, when I was last here this building was a farmer’s house. So different.

Nodding at Lulu, the darkly clad black man says in a deep, alluring warm and kind voice, “Thank you dear, I will gladly have the house ale.”

Passing by the Knights Table he sets down a necklace with a small stone set in it next to the Helm. Closing his eyes a moment, he whispers a few words.

Moving closer to the bars edge he spies the super muscular woman, black woman and one eyed lady. With a charming smile he says, ”Good evening ladies. You obviously are the reason to be here. I don’t even need a drink, I am intoxicated by each of your beautiful faces already.”

Unceremoniously setting his dastardly looking helm on the bar he accepts a drink from Lulu, raises it high to the three ladies and smiles. ”To you three! To better days ahead of us and a long happy life.”

Toasting to the three woman the older man follows up his toast with, “Oh dear me, I’m sorry, I forgot, my bad manners…my name is Roath Venator. Traveler of the Lines. How are you all?”

For an old coot he looks well equipped, armor (looking vaguely Sunaj in nature, stolen and modified?), magic blade, and definitely armed with charm. A mage for sure, one who has been around a while.

Roath

Ulrich · Post by **Ulrich** » Sun Jun 11, 2017 5:18 am

Ulrich nods as another small smile appears on his face.

"I vill uf course help in any vay I can. Just let me know vhat you need Miss Jessica. Zhe thought uf an old voman dieingk hungry, not knowingk vhere her loved vons are vhen I could do somezhingk about it means I can not sit idly by"

Ulrich lifts his glass.

"To a family reunited."

Moira O'Dugan · Post by **Moira O'Dugan** » Sun Jun 11, 2017 5:49 am

Moira looks over at the new comer with a big smile. Her eyes quickly notice the fancy magical equipment and she nods.

"Well met Mr Venator. Me names Moira O'Dugan, knight of the seelie court. Thank ye fer the compliment. 'Tis not one as such that I hear all that often. It's always a pleasure to meet a man of magic"

Takes a few gulps of beer.

Post by **Daniel** » Mon Jun 12, 2017 9:55 am

With a sudden jarring the ground rumbles. As the floor and walls of the bar shake loud alarm klaxons sound off outside the pub. Both Lulu and Fender curse, grabbing weapons from under the bar and head towards the exit. After six screamingly loud horns sound, the klaxon stop however the ground is still rumbling. Realizing it is the grumble of the Black Companies Hover Train you can relax that its not a earth quake.

Having just left the pub, Spider stumbles back in holding his hands over his ears and looking like he narrowly avoided having a heart attack from the sounds outside, which sounded as he closed the bar door leaving. Momentarily thinking he somehow made the noise he clutched his chest with alarm as the ground started to shake. Looking over at the now active Hover Train Spider sees a gaggle of Mercenaries packing up fast in a rush to leave. Tossing trash and leaving unneeded items in their wake. Some doctor looking guy and a cyborg tossed a dead horse out the side door behind the bakery.

Lulu moves around Spider who just came in, and she is out the door as fast as the Juicer that she is. Fender, also a Juicer stops, holds onto his martini in on hand, while carrying his JA-11 also in that hand, like a professional drunk, he uses his one free hand to tap the ear mic in his big ogre ear.

"Roger that Blackwell. All bets off, sell the bar and pull out!"

Digging into his pocket Fender throws the keys to the pub at Spider who just manages to catch them.

"Welcome back Spidy, congrats ol'boy, you spent the most credit here tonight so shes all yours now mate. You own the bar. We are out!"

Fender rushes out of the bar too. As Spider dumbly looks at the keys in his hand the rest of the occupants in the Outside Inn can see through the open front door. The entire Black Company Mercenary Group is leaving in a hurry. All that remains is pile of rubbish and a burn mark on the lawn where the Hover Train was.

Good Bye Mercs.

Hello new owner of the Pub.

With a look of confusion on his face the big burly tattooed cyber tech warrior named Spider looks up, "Do I want to own a bar?"

LARGE MAP

Erin Tarn · Post by **Erin Tarn** » Mon Jun 12, 2017 11:53 pm

Roath glances at the man Spider and warmly smiles, "Congratulations young man. It must be your lucky day. The desire to not shed blood is noble."

Looking back at the trio of warrior women he was speaking to his deep voice says, "An absolute pleasure to meet you Moira O'Dugan, Lady Knight. I fancy myself a retired swordsman. Better with spell than blade but I try. I arrived the other day for the Cyber Knights funeral. I once traveled with him. I am sad to see he has passed. He inspires me through. It has been a long time since I last owed an allegiance to a group. However I just today inquired about joining a SET team. I hope to be of service to humanity once more. I confess I am not originally from this dimension but if the Legion was good enough for Sir Sayeen. Then. I know it's a good place."

Roath smiles at Moira, Artemeisia, and Herra.

Glancing over at Snack Happy the Line Walker smiles at the large D-Bee too.

"That's the idea, my boy, I think I will order one of those steaks too! Smells good."

Timothy Hernandez · Post by **Timothy Hernandez** » Tue Jun 13, 2017 8:10 am

Timothy walks into the bar. Wait, what just happened? So many new people. he'll look at Roth. "So you're signing up? Do you know which unit yet? O god, another friend of that crazy knight. Timothy signals for a beer. That young woman looks strong. I wonder how strong. Looking at Moira "care for a little arm wrestling?"

Lail Gabbersleaf · Post by **Lail Gabbersleaf** » Tue Jun 13, 2017 8:48 am

Lail a dimunitive half-elf walks into the bar, she looks maybe 16 years of age, but with elven blood flowing in her veins who knows. She seems a bit out of sorts, her hair is dirty and trampled, and 13 M.O.M. Impants glisten beneath her hair. She is clutching her shoulder where a boot print clearly marks her huntsman armor. Woa, that was a ton of people that just stampeeded... Ahh my shoulder is killing me, who was that guy? She looks arround waving with her good arm when she sees Timothy. At least Timothy is here, did he say arm wrestling, a sport those demons enjoyed. I wonder if it is to the feast?

SD_Aurora, in Command. Target rich enviorment aquired. Prepare implantation teams 1-10.
SD_Jasmine, Impantation team commander: Ok people, locate and find any entry points. We got a clear mission here, lets take to these Harrys.

Timidly Lail walks arround shaking folks hands and introducimg herself to the folks remaining in the bar. If a hand is not offered she grabs it as if compelled by some unknown force.
Her voice is just above a whisper, " Hi, I am Lail. It is fine to meet you."

SD_Aurora, in Command. Take the one that speaks with Vs... Wetwork team do your job.

Lail circles arround making her way to Ulrich. She bursts into tears, and hugs him tightly.
" I was within moments of reuniting with my father! So close!". Tears splatter against Ulrich's chest.

SD_Jasmine, Implantation team commander. Good work folks, 5 successful missions!

Lail stops crying and backs away from Ulrich. Quietly she apologizes, her young eyes looking at him intently" Sorry, sorry. I miss my father.". As if she commited some grave social faux-pas she backs away even more. She shakes her head again finding a chair to slink into. " So sorry, I am so sorry for it all."

Erin Tarn · Post by **Erin Tarn** » Tue Jun 13, 2017 1:38 pm

Roath turns to view the large Cyborg as it speaks to him.

The old Ley Line Walker smiles warmly.

"I know you. You're famous. Timothy Hernandez right. First SET. Sir Sayeen wrote about you. Not to me. But Vince Walker, old buddy of mine, he showed me Sayeen's reports. That old man thought highly of you. I came for the funeral but think I might just stay. This place has grown since July of 09. I actually was part of a Arcane Anomaly Team for a few months. Back now. Thinking a SET sounds good."

Roath looks conserned about Lail but sees a Juicer heading over to her with a look of kindness on his face.

Granted, that is odd in its self, a king looking chemically enhanced killer.

Returning his attention to the ladies Roath carries on in their conversation.

Jackal · Post by **Jackal** » Tue Jun 13, 2017 1:50 pm

Fell watches as the first few members of the First SET arrive. The First is here to meet a contact.

The girl Lail makes her way around the room. Making friends. Timothy goes straight to the strongest lady and... flirts?

Chuckling the Juicer quickly sobers as Lail bursts into tears. Ulrich looks like he might be about to be kind to her, good, thank you, but Fell stands up and makes his way to her anyway.

Sayeen I know I ever made you this promise in life. But. If you hear me. Know this. I will protect her as best as I can. As if she were my daughter.

Fell waves at Tim to ensure the Borg knows Fell is here. The Juicer then stands behind Lail who is backing up from Ulrich.

"Lail. It's me. Severin. Come sit with me at the table. The others will be arriving soon. While we wait. You can tell me about your life. Whatever you feel safe and comfortable sharing. I'll then share some of my past. Especially the time with Sayeen, if you like. Or I'll tell you about a strange world called Wormwood. I was there a long time. Come. Sit. Relax."

Fell returns to the table he has claimed. He holds a chair out from the table for Lail.

With sincerity the Juicer tries to care for her.

Ulrich · Post by **Ulrich** » Tue Jun 13, 2017 6:55 pm

When Lail wraps her arms around Ulrich he sees the M.O.M. Implants and gets a smile. Having been on n a relationship with a woman who had the same enhancement he handles them with a much more delicate touch due to their fractured psychy. When she backs away crying Ulrich looks at Miss Jessica.

"If you vould excuse me for a few minutes. Ve vill plan out zhe details uf our little venture after I take care uf somezhingk, jah?"

Ulrich walks over to the chair Lail and takes a knee next to her gripping one of her hands.

"You remind me uf mein vife. She iz a strong voman who I haf been on many adventures vith. Ve haf saved each uther's lives on many occasions. I see her potential in you young lady. If you are here at zhe castle, I know you vill haf many such adventures."

Ulrich's face actually leaves his normal blank expression as he gives Lail a fatherly smile.

Moira O'Dugan · Post by **Moira O'Dugan** » Tue Jun 13, 2017 8:43 pm

Moira gives Roath a hug.

"Sorry tuh hear about yer friend lad. Sounds like he was a good man."

Raises her newest beer.

"Tuh good men. May there be more good ones in the world then most believe there are."

Moira downs the beer and the 6'3" muscle woman looks up at the huge cyborg and lets out a whistle.

"Yer sure a big fellow. I've never met a combat borg before. What are you, like 9'6"... 10'?

After the huge cyborg asks for an armwrestling match Moira smiles and flexes a huge pair of biceps in an impressive bodybuilding style flex.

"I love a good challenge lad. Shall we bet a few drinks on it?"

Giggles playfully and puts her arm on the table in the classic arm wrestling position.

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Moira gets an impressed look and nods.

"Very impressive lad. From what I heard combat borgs are all pretty impressive."

Artemeisia · Post by **Artemeisia** » Tue Jun 13, 2017 10:05 pm

Spider wrote:Spider looks up from the keys in his hand. Looking almost relieved. Locks of hair in his face. Blowing them out of his view he looks at Herra. His smile starts to fade.

"Are. You. Okay with that? You rescued me Herra. I owe you. If I did stay here and run this bar..."

Stepping closer to the two comrades from his Atlantean days the former Maxi Man tattooed warrior says, "I do not want to disappoint either of you. This. Is. This bar is a job. One where I shouldn't have to kill anymore. What do you say?"

"There is a time for reflection for every master, when else would you be able to compose your treatise on you expertise? Running this bar might just such an opportunity!" Atremeisia is still speaking loudly, projecting her voice like she does when taunting a distant enemy. "And there is a time to put the sword down, and this may be your chance. For a warrior to choose his time to stop fighting, that is a blessing!"

She walks up to him and puts her hands on his head and kisses his forehead. "You will always fight along with us, my friend, my brother!"

And then she drinks a bunch. More.

Zakkael · Post by **Zakkael** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 9:12 am

The sounds emanating from the bar are boisterous, joyful, but mixed with a tinge of grief. These people mourn their fallen hero. The Lyn-Srial takes a moment, closes his eyes, and then looks to Heaven. He speaks a few words, and then nods.

I shall console them with the truth.

Clad in white robes, Zakkael walks into the bar. Looking around, he sees the arm-wrestling contest in progress and admires the strength of the contenders. A young looking elven girl appears distraught. Strong men attend to her.

The helm of the fallen hero.

He walks to the table, bows his head, and speaks. "Sayeen's deeds in life prove out his commitment to the Light. Heaven lamented his loss on this earth, for the work is not yet done. But he is now receiving his reward in the Almighty, Loving embrace. Weeping is just for the night. Joy comes in the morning, in the realization that he has run the race, fought the good fight, and triumphed. His reward is truly great. The archangels themselves greeted him at the Holy Gates. And we who remain shall carry forward the Light Sayeen gave his life for."

He lifts his head and smiles. He turns to the bar. "My good barman, a glass of good wine to cheer the soul."

Yes, Michael. I shall relax this evening. The hearts in here are good, and the Light will be served by their deeds.

Timothy Hernandez · Post by **Timothy Hernandez** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 9:51 am

Timothy is pleased that the challenge is accepted. "Barkeep, two more of whatever the lady is having" Timothy sits down and takes her hand, his elbow resting on the table and his other hand down to his side. Once he feels pressure from Moira he engages his arms. Timothy's indicators goes yellow, signifying there is a strain on his motors, he is not able to tell just how powerful she really is, but he notices she is not able to apply the pressure to win. Timothy is able to keep the hand in the neutral position for about 30 seconds before he realizes, this fight should be over by now. With one smooth motion, the bar sees the combat Cyborg just lay his hand down in victory over Moira. "If you ever want a rematch and i'm in town, just let me know." With that Timothy gets up to meet up with Fell.

Timothy sits down at the table with Fell. "So tell me, how did it go? Is everything juiced up and lubricated?"

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Moira O'Dugan · Post by **Moira O'Dugan** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 10:45 am

Moira makes a couple of moves to try and make up for his obvious height advantage but the towering cyborg counters by shifting his pressure at the proper times. In the end Moira's arm is pinned and she lets out a laugh.

"Good show lad. I welcome a rematch some time in the future."

Moira picks up her new beer towards Tim.

"Cheers mate."

Drinks beer....

Hondo · Post by **Hondo** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 12:37 pm

Following the, clad in white robes, D-Bee Seth also quietly walks into the bar. Waiting as the interesting looking fellow stops and looks at the Helm of Sayeen, Seth slowly pulls his black hood off his head to look around. Seeing his commander, Ulrich consoling a young elven lady Seth moves to the table with Sayeen's Helm once the other moves away from it. Lifting his tinted googles from his face the Cyber Knight removes the blackened robe and hood, folds it and lays it across a chair at the Knights Table. Setting a tube down, Seth pops the top off the container and pulls out a rolled up item. Leaving the tube to rock back and forth on the table Seth nods respectfully to the Helm. The Cyber Knight Seth was already here earlier in the day. With no patrons present Seth paid his respects to Sir Sayeen.

Walking over to the far wall the Cyber Knight unrolls the item he carries. Weeks ago, maybe a month? The bar was called the Outside Inn. It had wooden walls with decorations nailed here and there, mostly old world items and old signs. The previous barman, Gordon, was a old world enthusiast. After the Black Company routed out the CS spy and nearly burned down the bar, most of the walls were now repaired and barren.

Smiling at the entirely blank wall, smooth plaster painted brown, the Knight peels off the back to a large 4 ft by 6 feet decal, or sticker. Placing the decal onto the wall he presses it on tight. Steps back admires it and says, "Nameless Wall! Our deeds will be displayed here over time! If you are not in the Nameless SET...find your own wall." The Knight looks happy, not actually mad, as he nods at Ulrich and moves over to stand by him.

"How goes it boss man?"

Seth nods at the woman Ulrich is near (Jessica).

"Milady."

Ulrich · Post by **Ulrich** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 1:01 pm

Having returned to his table after his exchange with the half elf Ulrich looks up at the knight.

"Mr Seth. It goes vell. Please pull up a seat. Zhis is Miss Jessica. Ve vere discussingk zhe extraction uf her muther from zhe Chi Town burbs."

"Her bruther iz currently in zhe med bay recoupingk from some injuries und ve thought it vould help zhem as a family to be together again."

Timothy Hernandez · Post by **Timothy Hernandez** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 1:09 pm

Timothy sees and hears the new cyber knight make a boisterous claim for the wall and pride takes over, especially after the arm wrestling victory. With a bit of volume to be heard around the bar and making a show of it all, Timothy makes his points known by all. "A wall for who? If you want accolades, you not only have to do something worth while to begin with, but you have to have a name people will know and remember. Take the 1st SET for example. I am proud to say, we have done deeds people will remember for all time! Who else but Fells folly will take on entire Chicago division and an equal number of Fed Magic? That's right no one. So I say to you "Sir" if you wish for you names to be remembered and heroics recorded, pick a better name then "nameless" That's just lazy and stupid." With that, Timothy will go back to his seat and drink some more beer. Why the fuck am I drinking beer? O thats right, about to start a mission.

Hondo · Post by **Hondo** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 1:28 pm

Ulrich wrote:Having returned to his table after his exchange with the half elf Ulrich looks up at the knight.

"Mr Seth. It goes vell. Please pull up a seat. Zhis is Miss Jessica. Ve vere discussingk zhe extraction uf her muther from zhe Chi Town burbs."

"Her bruther iz currently in zhe med bay recoupingk from some injuries und ve thought it vould help zhem as a family to be together again."

Seth sits down next to Jessica and Ulrich. About to speak he hears Timothy from the 1st.

Drunken cyborgs...

With a smile on his face the Cyber Knight does not bother turning about in his chair, but calls out:

"I have heard of your great deeds in the 1st SET. Why not show some of your pride by putting it on that adjacent wall? More than just words Mr. Tim, oh, and, side note....did someone write on your back left shoulder blade? Looks like ink on metal. I'd swear thats Sir Sayeen's signature freshly scribbled on you."

Looking Ulrich in the eye Sir Seth says:

"Does this lady need us to escort her? Help in any way?"

Ulrich · Post by **Ulrich** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 1:37 pm

Ulrich stays seated not bothering to turn away from his company or beer but speaks out.

"Specialist Hernandez, zhe Nameless are a goot squad zhat risks zheir lives just like any uther SET. Vantingk to records vons deedz is obviously not somezhingk even a member uf zhe 1st is above with your obvious boastingk as proof. Ve are all in zhis together und if ve are goingk to survive zhe oppression uf zhe Coalition zhen ve need to be bruthers and sisters in its cause, not separate entities whom hold animosity for each uther"

Timothy Hernandez · Post by **Timothy Hernandez** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 1:46 pm

I swear that crazy old man is going to drive me to be as crazy as he was. If this starts a trend, I will dig up his body and kill him again.

Timothy walks up to the Cyber Knight. "Excuse me ma'am" He puts his hand on the cyber knights shoulder, "There is something called Professionalism. I'm sure your German friend has heard about it, but i'll save him the trouble. We don't take trophies, we don't need to boast about our accomplishments. We do our job, and we do it well. Words of our deeds are spread far and wide without us needing to say or do anything extra. You don't see the 1st coming in here busting the doors down yelling "WE RESCUED A HATCHILING TODAY! RESPECT US! or OUR DRAGON TOOK DOWN A UAR-1 ENFOCER ALL ON HIS OWN! RESPECT US! No the reason is we are professionals. Command knows if they want something done right, they will send in the 1st. If they want a distraction, they send in the "Nameless" It's not like anyone knows who they are to begin with. So if you want to remember what you have done, then do something worth while, and maybe take a picture or two before you leave. If you want to be other to remember what you have done, you need to give them something to remember and you need to be professional about it. Timothy walks back to his table. "O and by the way, Sayeen signed his name on my shoulder others will remember him with my actions." Sits down and drinks his beer.

Hondo · Post by **Hondo** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 1:58 pm

Seth leans into the hold Timothy has on his shoulder. Seth pats Tim's metallic hand as he listens to the Cyborg.

Listening, the Cyber Knight nods with enthusiasm, as Tim talks.

"You are of course right sir borg. I commend you on your professionalism. If anyone asks I will of course credit you as the one who thought if it! You are right! We shall all share one wall! All our SET logos can be together as one! You are a smart man Tim. Instead of boasting our deeds to each other we will simply all share a collective pride. No trophies, just a sharing of information like what we each have been encountering out there. I hear that several teams are encountering undead quite often. What did the other SET do to defeat them? Brilliant Tim. You are very wise, I see Sir Sayeen's influence in your deeds and words."

Standing the Cyber Knight turns to face Timothy. Seth holds out his hand to shake.

"United we shall prevail. That's what you said right?"

Seth calls out to Spider, "A drink for Timothy on me!"

Looking back at Ulrich and Jessica, Seth says, "As I was saying. Does the lady need our assistance? Are we on a weeks vacation, in which we rocket up to Chi Town and come back in time for the next mission? If you are in need of anything, I have little as far as possessions but I am willing to help."

Ulrich · Post by **Ulrich** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 2:09 pm

Ulrich stands.

"Mr Hernandez. I am trying to be civil but you are dishonoring mein squad."

"Chevy..."
"Awktech..."
"Zima..."
"Mein self, Ulrich Von Schierkamp..."

"Ve are zhe original members uf zhe nameless whom remain."

"Egil, professor Radecliffe, und Seth are now part uf that squad. Ve do our part like anyvon else. If you haf a problem zhen ve can talk as zhose who face peril und danger for zhe betterment if all life und not insult each uther."

"Ve should be better zhan zhat."

Ulrich is obviously not happy.

Ulrich · Post by **Ulrich** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 2:14 pm

Ulrich looks at Seth

"Nein. Many uf zhe Nameless are vanted by zhe coalition und haf are not goot for stealth missions. I vill personally fund Jessica's trip for her muther as she vill haf much less trouble travelingk vith out us."

Jackal · Post by **Jackal** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 2:19 pm

Fell looks up from the table the 1st are slowly assembling at. The Juicer coughs. Loudly.

Fell looks at Tim, points at the table and says, "Leave the Nameless alone. Come sit. I have to tell you how things went last night, after you cooked."

Looking at Ulrich the Juicer nods and then says, "Pardon us good sirs."

"Timothy that was an excellent meal. Congrats on the arm wrestling match. I seriously doubt I could have won, she looks to be a strong lady."

Fell waits for Timothy to join him before launching into last nights details.

Ulrich · Post by **Ulrich** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 2:25 pm

Ulrich give Fell a nod as he continues his discussion with Jessica and Seth.

Hondo · Post by **Hondo** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 2:31 pm

Seth nods at Ulrich, "Understand. I suppose I am actually pretty wanted, dead, by the CS also. It is possible that I may have a few comrades who might be willing to escort Lady Jessica back to Chi Town. Yesterday a fellow Knight, Sir Silverwind, and his troupe stopped by the Castle to visit Lord Coake. I may be able to inquire with Lord Coake and see if Silverwind and his men would go with Jessica. That sound alright with you two?"

Ulrich · Post by **Ulrich** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 2:36 pm

"I vill leave zhat up to Miss Jessica."

Hondo · Post by **Hondo** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 2:45 pm

Ulrich wrote:"I vill leave zhat up to Miss Jessica."

Seth nods.

"Jessica if you are alright with this I will inquire on your behalf. I am not privy to what Silverwind is up to next, but I was led to understand he was headed north. He is, a good man. I will talk to him and see if he can come here to the Pub to talk to you today?"

Jessica nods her thanks and tells Ulrich "Thank you".

Seth rubs his temples and runs his hands through his greying hair. "There are days..."

Looking back up the Knight puts a smile on and says, "Now she looks strong! I heard she was a knight of some kind. Huh, I actually recognize the other man over there. He rode with Sir Sayeen for a while. A dimensional traveling Line Walker. The Legion is very diverse."

Timothy Hernandez · Post by **Timothy Hernandez** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 2:56 pm

Timothy joins Fell at the table once again.

"So dinner after action report, spill it. What happend. I'm glad you like the food. To tell you the truth, it was kinda difficult listening to that guy with the weird forin axsent."

Merlaggon · Post by **Merlaggon** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 2:58 pm

In walks a young man in flame painted Dead Boy armor. He is of normal height, but is almost as wide as he is tall. He has a scowl when he first enters the bar, but it immediately brightens up like a kid as he sees his friends.

"Fell! Timothy! Where are everyone else? Lail fell the other day. Good thing I was there to catch her. I got a new toy! It shoots fire!!!"

Jackal · Post by **Jackal** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 3:03 pm

Fell tells Timothy:

"The food was great! Cory loved it. I did too. Elle of Owls popped in towards the end, she liked the food, said some Capt. Walker fellow said she had to try it. The food was the linchpin that likely saved my butt. Cory was pretty mad at me Tim. I do thank you for tricking us and setting up the whole dinner date. Its my opinion that Cory sees me as a boss, I don't think its my looks, maybe if you took over as commander of the 1st and I was not in charge then...but whatever. I nearly lost my dinner when she asked me what my Rush was. If I don't have kids in the next few months, I'll likely be dead man."

Fell winks.

"So like I say. Thanks! After talking to Cory, then taking off on a solo camping trip, I realize its just never going to happen. Cory deserves better than a hot head Juicer about to burn out."

Lifting the whisky up Fell raises it to Tim.

"To command. To friends. To the Legion."

A sip later, Fell asks Lail, "Can I get you anything?"

Looking around Fell sees Merl walking over, "Welcome Merl. Its the four of us so far."

Post by **Radecliffe** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 3:15 pm

Adam saunters into the bar and takes note of the Nameless logo blazoned on the wall. Looking over the scattering of patrons in the bar he spies his teammates before ordering a beer at the bar and moving to join them at their table.

"Greetings good sirs!" Adam says with a grin, "How are you this fine afternoon?"

Nodding at the decal on the wall, he says, "I have to say I admire the decor. I'm surprised there aren't more banners up here. Do you know that the military tradition of collecting and displaying battlefield honors goes back hundreds of years, at least? It's nice to know that even in this shattered world we live in some traditions still endure."

As the waitress approaches with his beer Adam nods and smiles gratefully and takes a long draw. "Ah, thank you miss, that is greatly needed."

Looking back to his companion he continues, "I'm glad to finally find time to stop by. I've been quite busy with my free time perusing the libraries here, though. For such a relatively new organization the Legion's libraries are really top notch."

Timothy Hernandez · Post by **Timothy Hernandez** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 3:51 pm

Seeing Merl enter the room, Timothy waves him down. better keeping him close then all over this place

Listening Fells story Timothy is glad his food was a big hit. However he is disappointed that Cory was not pleased about the date itself. "Well shit. You do have a point about command and relationships.
I would have hopped that out here in the Civilian world it would have been different. But really, this isn't that different. The legion is still a military, just for a different set of people." Timothy takes a drag of his beer. "Look, one thing I have learned in all my time is we don't know when it's done. You gotta get your happiness wherever you can. I'm sorry that Cory thought you had anything to do with it.
keep in mind, she is still young." Timothy slaps Fell on the back. "Hey, cheer up. There are other fish in ocean out there. You could try for the big girl I just arm Wrestled. She's pretty strong and won't break anytime soon. Cory will get what she feels she deserves. Hey enough talking about your death, you'll know when the best time to go out is and i'll always be here to slap everyone in line. We'll make Fells Follies legendary." with a loud and bostious voice "TO THE LEGION!"

Fell asks Lail about her drink and Timothy didn't even notice that she was there. What the fuck, when the hell did she get here? I hate this family.

Adjusting his attention to Merl "So Merl, What kind of toy did you get? O by the way Sarge, we probably should have something about jet packs. Gale could give us some pointers. No offense Merl, but Gale is able to teach us a little better then you are right now. You'll pick up that skill eventually.

Zakkael · Post by **Zakkael** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 3:57 pm

Zakkael shakes his head at the tension between the cyborg and the cyber knight. "Friends, let us not worry about which wall will or will not hold record of the deeds of your groups. All of your deeds in service to the Light will be recorded in Heaven, where time and flame cannot erase the memory of what you each have done. Come. Let us drink wine, and be merry. Tomorrow's breath is not promised any of us. Even one such as I may fall in battle. Let our enemies, the unjust, quibble amongst themselves. Let the righteous rejoice in our victory, for behold! It is already won. The designs of Heaven do not falter at the schemes of the enemy. Their foul machinations may be sent as steel tipped darts against us, but they fall, blunted and weak, on our heads like a gentle spring rain on a field."
Smiling, he raises his wine glass. "To the Tomorrow Legion! May we all be called good and faithful servants at the end of our journey!"

Walking over to Artemisia and Roath, Zakkael extends his two right hands in greeting. "I have been told that I am to join you, as well as the one called 'Herra', in the 7th SET. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Zakkael, the Angel of Justice."

Jackal · Post by **Jackal** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 4:05 pm

Fell's attention is diverted a second, Angel of Justice? Son of a ... for real? I mean Sayeen called me the Angel of Death, doesn't mean I am a Angel....crazy the guy looks the part for sure. Wow.

Fell pretends to not hear the Professors statements, chuckling inwardly. Oh timing. Haha.

Smiling at Lail the Juicer says, "I hear you met Merl?"

Glancing back at Tim, "I am only a little bummed. I'm over it. I had a nice mind relaxing camping trip. I'm rocken to roll on the next mission."

Timothy Hernandez · Post by **Timothy Hernandez** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 4:19 pm

"Shit and you think I do? How the hell do you think I made such a good dinner? Data chips my friend. Data chips." Timothy will pull out both his data chips and show them to Fell. "See, one is cooking, the other is piloting. I got a great deal on everything. jet pack, two readers, and two very good chips. All it cost was what the quartermaster gave us. You should go see Chuck. He's a good guy." Timothy puts the chips away back in the readers.

Jackal · Post by **Jackal** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 4:24 pm

"Yes, I was offered the same great deal, I got one. I followed your suit Tim."

Fell points at the skill port, cybernetics he now has.

Waiting on the last four SET members to arrive and waiting for the contact to show up, Fell orders another drink. It doesn't matter really how much he drinks once he dials up the harness the alcohol will be mostly flushed.

Ulrich · Post by **Ulrich** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 5:51 pm

Radecliffe wrote:"I have to say I admire the decor. I'm surprised there aren't more banners up here. Do you know that the military tradition of collecting and displaying battlefield honors goes back hundreds of years, at least? It's nice to know that even in this shattered world we live in some traditions still endure."

Ulrich chuckles. "It depends on zhe culture. Zhere vas von patron here at zhe bar who vas rather offended zhat zhe new guys
vould haf zhe audacity to record zheir deeds. Ve haf not had many missions az zhe nameless so a member uf a senior squad took offence."

Ulrich drinks his beer.

"A squad leader und mein self had to step in before certain lines vere crossed."

Ulrich motions towards the merc sitting with them.

"Professor Radcliffe, zhis iz Miss Jessica. Ve vere just discussingk her next trip's travel arrangements."

Ulrich smiles.

Post by **Radecliffe** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 6:52 pm

"I'm glad to meet you Miss Jessica." Adam says, offering his hand. "My name is Professor Adam Radecliffe, Historian, Archaeologist and general seeker of knowledge. My friends tend to call me Adam or Prof so feel free to use either as you please. That goes for the both of you as well I would hope." Adam continues with a wink and a grin. Taking another pull on his beer Adam takes a look around the room at the gathered customers. They are doing good thing here I think and these seem like good people from what I can see. Plus, that LIBRARY!!!

Moira O'Dugan · Post by **Moira O'Dugan** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 7:26 pm

Radecliffe wrote:Taking another pull on his beer Adam takes a look around the room at the gathered customers.

Moira catches Radecliffe's eye as he scans the bar and smiles giving him a little wink of her own.

Lail Gabbersleaf · Post by **Lail Gabbersleaf** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 7:54 pm

Lail looks intently at Ulrich before he leaves her for his team. He understand me!

SD_Aurora, in Command: Mission successful folks, send over the colonists.

SD_Bell, Overpopulation specialist: Understood commander. Get ready folks, the implantation team has paved the way. We are up next. The climate is warm and fuzzy, your perfect place.

Lail reaches in unexpectedly and hugs Ulrich. Softly she whispers, " Thank you."

OOC Comments

Lail turns her attention to her new team. Seeing Timothy victorious in the feat of strength she gives out a primal yelp surprising even her self. She takes Fell up on a drink of water. Ominously she muses, " Something refreshing would be nice. It is quite something in here... All these heroes in one place." Lail turns and looks intently at Timothy, she slides out of her chair to get a look at his back. She sees the "signature" Sir Sayeen wrote. She shakes her head and taps Timothy on the shoulder. She turns her back to him and lifts her shirt. Timothy sees the same signature tattoo'd on her back! Timothy also sees scaring that could only be whip and claw marks, healed over, and over, and over for perhaps 30 or so years. She puts her shirt back down. She leans in close to him and whispers, " Before they took me, my father placed that symbol on my back. He said it was so I would always know he loved me... Its not his name exactly, but his symbol for love. His symbol for family. I guess thats us!" She sits back down, and drinks some water, and nudges Timothy. " What do you say bro!" She smiles and raises her glass high, " Too Family... Wait, thats Merlaggon!? She jumps up and nearly knocks over a few chairs giving the dragon man a hug. " Thank you so much for catching me, you said you got a rocket launcher! Wow, where do you keep it?!"
After a couple of moments she sits back down next to Fell, her excitement abated, and her demure soft spoken self returned.
All of a sudden she softly spoke to Fell, " My father would have loved all this. Did he love you?"

Jackal · Post by **Jackal** » Wed Jun 14, 2017 11:41 pm

With a huge grin on his face Fell listens to Timothy and Lail talk about family and their "tattoos of love".

Lail Gabbersleaf wrote:Lail softly spoke to Fell, " My father would have loved all this. Did he love you?"

Fell's face goes blank. Sitting up straighter in his chair the Juicer says, "Lail, I think he might have, but not maybe as much as the others of the First SET. I think I troubled him. I have never been as... good or heroic as Sinder, Cory, Qoat, Master Gail, Merlaggon and Mr Timothy. Sayeen was a fellow hero of the Legion, they are all the same, super heroes of humanity. I find myself trying to be as heroic as them. But, Lail, honestly, what matters is, I loved him. With him gone I hope you and I can be friends and enjoy working together until I move on to visit ol' Gabbers and ask him your question myself."

Timothy Hernandez · Post by **Timothy Hernandez** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 5:21 am

When the crazy woman starts talking, Timothy takes a deep breath and rubs his eyes. "I am not your brother, i'm your XO." Hearing Indiana Jones right behind him and still in the mood to piss off the nameless Timothy has an idea. "Why don't you go talk to dork in glasses behind us? He looks like he knows where there might be some powerful magic items you could use would be." Timothy will turn his attention to Fell and point his finger right in his face. "Stop encouraging her. She's crazyer then her old man."

Ulrich · Post by **Ulrich** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 9:17 am

Looks over at Fell and rolls his eyes at Tim's ego which is still suffering for some reason.

Taking a few more gulps of beer Ulrich looks at Seth

"Be zhe better man. Vhen people have a problem vith you it's most likely due to zheir own baggage und has little to do vith zhe actual target uf verbal aggression."

Jackal · Post by **Jackal** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 11:34 am

Fell jerks visibly. Then the lines on his face deepen a little. His eyes are alight with a frenzy. If anyone actually knows anything about Juicers they would realize what just happened. Instantaneous chemical flow into angry veins, war juice screaming into his heart, Fell, just barely, stopped himself from acting without thinking. Never mind his harness and bio comp just screamed at him to pounce on a Full Conversion War Borg, while wearing no armor himself. Fell takes a deep breath in. With a calm that seems laced with venom. Fell exhales:

“This is the Tomorrow Legion. An army, yes, but also a force dedicated to exploration, bringing aid to those in need, and expanding the positive influence of those who oppose both the Coalition and Lord Alistair Dunscon’s True Federation of Magic. We help those in need. We are a unit of peace. The First is a…was a SET to emulate. If we had a logo on the far Wall of Hope I would tear it down in shame.”

Standing up to face the Cyborg the Juicer continues:

“I came here to Castle Refuge out of obligation, as payment, to bring a message to Erin Tarn from her friends on Wormwood. Payment for passage back to Earth was delivery of said message. Once I spoke to Ms. Tarn she suggested I stay. I laughed. Me? A Juicer, a Mercenary, a killer, a lone gun? She explained to me that there were these SET teams. She told me that they were, well the most eclectic and most adventurous teams of all, comprised of any number of primarily combat capable specialists who are also multi-discipline trained for other needs. The Command Staff, she told me, of the Legion recognized early on that they would have plenty of wild cards, live wires, and off-center types, like you and me, heck, like Sir Sayeen, that would need important things to do…outside Castle Refuge. What I have learned Timothy Hernandez is SET members are troubleshooters, usually given fairly wide parameters for their travels, so long as, here is the big part…they hold to the honorable foundations of the Legion. They also only have each other to rely on when out there in the danger.”

Stepping closer yet to Timothy:

“I know you used to be part of a platoon of soldiers in the Coalition States back in the day, do you recall them? Can you see their faces, remember their names? Do you miss them? Those CS troopers who you likely trained with, grew with and became a sort of family of friends with, were they important to you? I image they were. Your…our, new platoon, this SET and the others like it, are our new families. I actually started to think you were opening up Timothy over the last few weeks. You have been both a leader and a friend. You encouraged me to seek out a love from a member of our SET.”

Fell throws his hands up in disgust:

“I just got done telling Lail how great a person you and the others were. Today you have ruined everything you have built thus far with your own SET and our team relation. Now you must rebuild your trust with the First SET, and work on getting along with the other SET teams. We are a family of soldiers! Us all. As long as I am the ranking leader of this SET team you will first, apologize to all present for your drunken words. Two, never openly challenge my decisions in front of others, and three, you Will work on being a positive family member of our SET team. I will encourage all that we meet to seek out Hope and to live together as long as I am part of the Legion. I wasn’t born the good guy, but I will strive to be one.”

Fell laughs loudly then picks up his helmet, turns it open side up and places it down next to the Helm of Sayeen with a thud. The helmet sits upside down and fell points into the open end.

“Do you remember how we became Sergeant and Corporal? Do you recall why I am in charge and you are the XO? Because six team members voted us in. We were not appointed leaders of the First SET because Elle of Owls said so. Our family, the First SET appointed us. Well here is what I think XO. We have lost a few of our original team members and picked up new ones. Not only have team mates died under my command, they have grown and learned who you and I are. My order of you apologizing stands! However, my next order is this. I want every First SET member to cast a vote into this helmet, under Sayeen’s watch, as to who they want as Sergeant and XO. By tonight, before we meet with our contact and start our next mission of hope, we will very likely have new team leaders. Us both may just be Specialist again, because maybe we should be. You seem to lack an ability to care about your fellow team mates and I have let them die!”

Looking around at the occupants of the Pub:

“This is the Tomorrow Legion. We ARE all brother and sisters. And we ARE all soldiers of hope. You all should value every day with each other, encourage each other to find peace, love and happiness. Fight together for Hope and know that every moment is precious. Trust a Juicer when he tells you every moment is a speck of gold in time not to be wasted, but spent on Hope.”

Fell looks every person in the bar in the eyes before standing in front of Tim.

“Your apology? To them.”

OOC Comments

Cory Tetrascroll · Post by **Cory Tetrascroll** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 12:55 pm

Cory is the last in. She arrived just in time to see the posturing between Fell and Timothy. She cringes. As much as she doesn't want to date Fell, he's totall in the friendzone, she thinks he's doing a decent job as a leader. Without Sayeen, he's the best they've got. She just hates the idea of publicly standing up for him. He might get ideas. Maybe it's nothing though. Maybe.

She approaches the table with confidence, swathed in her typical robes. When she arrives, the situation is indeed as bad as she had feared.

At the worst point in the confrontation, as Fell delivers an epic monologue, Cory works her way between the two super human, testosterone jacked men and gives them each a killer glare. She withdraws when Fell issues his challenge.

Sighing, her mind already made up months ago, Cory is amongst the first to vote.

Merl asks for her advice, and she gives in without hesitation. She wishes Sayeen was here, he would have settled this without conflict.

Cory can't help it though, she can't just stand by and not voice her opinion. So after several minutes of silence and (hopefully) withering glares at Tim and Fell, she blurts out, "Like what the hell, are we all twelve again. Sun and Moon help, like help us all if you two testosterone junkies can't stop fighting over whose like dangly bits are bigger. Like, both are like probably so tiny measuring it is pointless. Jackasses."

Moira O'Dugan · Post by **Moira O'Dugan** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 1:58 pm

Moira turns and watches closely as Fell's word are spoken. Ready to spring into action if need be some of the patrons of the bar are not as combat capable as others and would need to be shielded from the carnage a combat borg and a juicer could lay down.

Jackal · Post by **Jackal** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 2:41 pm

Cory Tetrascroll wrote:Cory can't help it though, she can't just stand by and not voice her opinion. So after several minutes of silence and (hopefully) withering glares at Tim and Fell, she blurts out, "Like what the hell, are we all twelve again. Sun and Moon help, like help us all if you two testosterone junkies can't stop fighting over whose like dangly bits are bigger. Like, both are like probably so tiny measuring it is pointless. Jackasses."

Fell sees Moira, ready for anything. Inwardly he reflects, How do I get her in the 1st? Looking around at Cory the Juicer frowns.

"That's low Cory, I am 12. I just look older. Chemicals and all. Damn girl, mean much."

Fell stands looking at Tim waiting....

Sinder · Post by **Sinder** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 2:44 pm

Sinder arrives late, he was having a great time with his Hover. Sinder looks at the two, and wonders why are they doing this, "Sayeen would have handled this differently." "I think Cory is Right both of you need to take this down a notch. You're scaring other people in here. This is not a good way for the 1st to act out in public. I'm supposed to be the Hothead in this outfit! Why don't we vote for a temporary leader for now."

Sinder, cast his vote. He isn't happy about all of the bickering.

Jackal · Post by **Jackal** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 2:55 pm

"You are not a hot head Sinder. You are a hero. A careful and calculating, soldier for hope. My point is that we are a family and a war band. We should encourage each other. Once Tim apologies to the room I will let this go like it never happened."

Looking at Lail, Fell groans inwardly, I hope she and Merl don't get too confused by all this.

"I am Commander until you all cast your votes for leadership. At that point I will carry on and we will head to Colorado, our next mission, or I will graciously step down."

Cory Tetrascroll · Post by **Cory Tetrascroll** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 2:59 pm

Cory shrugs and gives Fell a wan smile. "When you like, you know, aren't even five feet tall and like a scrawny kid could totally beat me arm wrestling, you know, like being mean is like pretty much all I got, right" she give him a genuine smile but then grimaces, "Woah, like it's the drugs that make you look all you know, like old?"

Quickly she moves on, afraid of the answer. "Totally, Sinder, this isn't like how we want to be, right?"

Timothy Hernandez · Post by **Timothy Hernandez** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 3:16 pm

Fell reads Timothy the riot act and he doesn't know where the hell that came from. Leave it to a lone wolf to think that all military units are peaches and cream all the time. Timothy will stand up and snap to attention. The sharp ringing echoes in the building of Timothy s heals clicking together, and his hands snapping to his thighs. Immediately after, Timothy purposelessly and with measured movement carefully puts his right foot behind his left ankle with the toes on floor. With amazing speed and precision Timothy does a full 180 from facing his table to facing the nameless table. Standing before the table. The bar is quiet, very quiet. Everyone is looking at Timothy waiting for him to say or do anything. Some people are ready for a fight, some people are ready to run. "I apologize." Timothy will make a sharp left turn, walk to the helmet, scribble his vote as best as he can and place it in the helmet. Timothy will make another sharp 180 and walk back to the table to sit down.

Jackal · Post by **Jackal** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 3:20 pm

Fell sits down.

A moment later he says,

"Tim. No matter what. I'll lay my life down for you. For all the 1st. Thank you Tim. Thank you ."

Relaxing some, Fell glances at Cory.

"How old do you think I am girl?!"

Timothy Hernandez · Post by **Timothy Hernandez** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 3:22 pm

This isn't over Timothy will look at Fell and whisper. "When we have a chance, we are talking about this."

Cory Tetrascroll · Post by **Cory Tetrascroll** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 3:34 pm

Fell wrote:Fell sits down.

A moment later he says,

"Tim. No matter what. I'll lay my life down for you. For all the 1st. Thank you Tim. Thank you ."

Relaxing some, Fell glances at Cory.

"How old do you think I am girl?!"

Sullen silence. Say something mean, "Well, like, you know I thought you were like thirties, but since you totally like just called me 'girl' you must be hella older." More sullen silence.

Sinder · Post by **Sinder** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 4:10 pm

Replying to Fell and Cory and the others, "My point exactly. We are heroes we need to take things down a level,. You're both great at what you are doing, from what I can see. Yes we will cover each other, that is what we do. So get back to the Mission and leave this quarrel behind. Or spitballs at 20 paces. That will but your jawing to better uses."

Moira O'Dugan · Post by **Moira O'Dugan** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 5:00 pm

Seeing that the tension level is back down to the normal for a bar full of adventures Moira smiles her pearly smile through her blue lips and nods turning towards the new barkeep.

"How bout another beer me boy-oh."

Post by **Radecliffe** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 5:33 pm

Moira O'Dugan wrote:Moira catches Radecliffe's eye as he scans the bar and smiles giving him a little wink of her own.

Adam lifts his glass in salute in return and then turns his attention to the 1st SET table as the ruckus there heats up.

Once matters are once again in hand Adam takes stock of the mood in the room. Well, there is always one thing that will brighten the mood in any circumstance.

So he stands , clears his throat and announces to the bar, "Hello my fellow Legionaires, my name is Adam Radecliffe and if it would please you all I'd like to engage in another ancient tradition if I may. Barkeep! A round for the house on me if you please!" Sitting back down with an content look on his face he takes another long drink from his beer and resumes his observation of the people gathered in the bar.

Moira O'Dugan · Post by **Moira O'Dugan** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 6:05 pm

Moira lets cheer.

"Oooh-lay oh-lay oh-lay oh-lay..."

Moira walks over behind Radecliffe's chair and give him a hug from behind.

"Thank yee lad"

Moira smiles and takes her new beer and drinks it.

Lail Gabbersleaf · Post by **Lail Gabbersleaf** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 7:22 pm

Lail nods silently to Fell. So much tragedy has befallen this group. She places her hands on Fell's and casts a slight glance at Cory and Timothy. In a soft timber she sings slightly,
" Just a little change
Small to say the least
Both a little scared
Neither one prepared
Beauty and the Beast."

She pats him on his solder and gives him a hug walking over to the "voting" helm. Lail pauses for a moment.

SD_Chernabog, asumming Command: The ends now, in fury and thunder... This ends now!

Lail turns back to the members of the 1st gathered. Her eyes are red like fire, and her skin looks sheathed in shadow-fire. She seems remarkably taller and stronger than before. A deep darkness surrounds her that is both terrible and full of sorrow. A purple blade forms in her hand out of wisps of shadow. With a single stroke she swings it down cutting the helm in twain burning any scraps of paper that may have been placed.
In a deep throaty voice clearly not her own comes forth from her mouth, " We have not traveled through pain and torture for this." With the moment past Lail is back to her small quiet self and she wobbly sits back down next to Fell as if nothing has happened.

Zakkael · Post by **Zakkael** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 9:14 pm

Zakkael's eyes narrow at the small elven girl's outburst of rage and power.
Yes, Gabriel. I saw it. The girl has many voices in her soul. The implants have opened the doorway. Heaven knows what may have walked through.

Zakkael walks to the professor with a new glass of wine in hand. "My thanks to you for your generosity, kind heart. I am Zakkael. Wine cheereth the soul, no? A toast to your health! May you always walk in the Light, and may the Light shine upon you, and be gracious to you, and give you peace." Zakkael motions the wine glass during the toast, raising it, lowering it, then sweeping it gently left to right.

Post by **Radecliffe** » Fri Jun 16, 2017 10:54 am

Zakkael wrote:Zakkael's eyes narrow at the small elven girl's outburst of rage and power.
Yes, Gabriel. I saw it. The girl has many voices in her soul. The implants have opened the doorway. Heaven knows what may have walked through.

Zakkael walks to the professor with a new glass of wine in hand. "My thanks to you for your generosity, kind heart. I am Zakkael. Wine cheereth the soul, no? A toast to your health! May you always walk in the Light, and may the Light shine upon you, and be gracious to you, and give you peace." Zakkael motions the wine glass during the toast, raising it, lowering it, then sweeping it gently left to right.

"You are most welcome Zakkeael. I can't say I've ever been overly religious but I've never turned down a blessing freely offered. Thank you very much."

Sinder · Post by **Sinder** » Fri Jun 16, 2017 7:56 pm

When Radcliffe offers a round of drinks Sinder agrees, "Well done Adam, I hope a drink will settle everyone down. A beer for me please." "Anything to take the tension out of the air will be good."

Sinder sees Lail do her thing with the Helm. "What the Flaming Donkey Dung is that all about?" "I did say anything to take the tension out not create more."

"Well the election is Officially! over now. The votes been declared null and void." "I would say the both of you should be glad that your head weren't in there. there seems to be to many people or others in this Gabbersleaf's head too. I wonder if it is hereditary. mo said stay away from crazy people I see why."

Zakkael · Post by **Zakkael** » Fri Jun 16, 2017 8:59 pm

Zakkael smiles. "It all depends on one's definition of religion, professor. Certainly, one of your intellect and education can see that, with the barriers between worlds and dimensions torn asunder, things once believed to be fable and fairy tale have proven themselves all too true? Why, then, is not the Light of Heaven just as likely to be real as the elf with an energy sword over there, or the one who bathes in fire over there?"
Zakkael takes a sip of wine, and continues. "It is not my place to read your life, as you are not being judged. However, perhaps your experiences with the Tomorrow Legion have proven that not everything that travels the rifts is corporeal in nature; perhaps some things are purely spiritual?"
Zakkael stops short, and smiles. "Perhaps this is too weighty a topic to discuss over these kinds of spirits." He lets out a short chuckle, clearly amused with his joke. "I do not mean to burden light conversation with matters of eternity, at least not yet. Your generosity is accounted to your deeds, and is appreciated by me. Count the Angel of Justice as your friend."

Moira O'Dugan · Post by **Moira O'Dugan** » Sat Jun 17, 2017 6:21 pm

Moira walks over and puts her arm around Zakkael's shoulder.

"I've always believed that the right religion for sumone is the one that enriches their life the most, that makes them a better person, yee know. 'An from yer' demeanor I would gather ye' feel the same. You seem like a good fellow 'an I am guessing yee live by yer' deity's own moral compass."

Moira lifts her beer with a smile seemingly not thinking the crazy shadow lady cutting an armored helm in half with her weird crazy mind powers was all that odd. She calls out to patrons of the bar...

"To good a good bar filled with good people making the best of hard times."

Moira drinks her beer.

Post by **Radecliffe** » Sat Jun 17, 2017 9:25 pm

Adam chuckles in return and says "I thank you Golden One for your gift of friendship and I offer you my own in return. I may keep religion at arm's length myself but I do keep my own faith close to me and I have great respect for those like yourself that serve as an example like yourself. However, you are right in the respect that there are two things one should never discuss in a bar with the first being politics and the second religion and we have been quite the offenders of the latter."

With a bemused look on his face Adam ponders the events in the bar. "Well," he says brightly to his companions, "you can't complain about things ever being boring around here." And keep an eye on that young lady too. I worry she may have bigger issues than your average Crazy. Ah well, at least she has her companions to keep an eye on her.

Zakkael · Post by **Zakkael** » Sun Jun 18, 2017 9:54 am

Zakkael smiles at Moira. "I do follow the Light. I have no other option, for I am the Angel of Justice. In service, I find my joy, and I would have it no other way. To your health, strong one." Zakkael takes another sip of wine. "Indeed, the Light is the only moral compass, and I am the executor of the verdict. Those that choose...it seems the professor is right. I am guilty of discussing eternal matters when pleasantries are all that would be warranted in our current surroundings. I shall refrain, and pray the Light's blessings over you."

Heracles · Post by **Heracles** » Sun Jun 25, 2017 8:56 pm

Heracles had finally returned from his long time away from Castle Refuge. He had recently been back to see his family and drop off more money for the doctor. He needed a drink (or six) to take the burden of heavy responsibility and sadness from his shoulders. Time heals all wounds they say, but alcohol can make you forget for a night! So he asked around and found out about a place called "Spider's Pub". He decided to check it out.

He strode inside and paused looking around even as he automatically and unconsciously struck a good heroic pose (he'd been doing it for so long now it was like a reflex for him). He strode up to the bar and asked in a friendly but certainly not timid voice, "Hello? May I please get a whiskey?"

Heracles · Post by **Heracles** » Sun Jun 25, 2017 10:12 pm

Heracles perked up and grinned widely. "Ahhhh! I see the reputation of Heracles doth proceed him once again! Wonderful! Tis always good to be recognized by a true fan! Will you join me for a toast?" He took the proffered drink and raised it up high, even turning to look and see if anyone else in the place would join in. "To the Legion of Tomorrow! May our hearts ever be full, our flagons never be dry, and our heroics always be timely and inspiring!"

Then he downed the shot in one large gulp, before wiping his mouth. "Ahhhh! Thank you much, good sir! I know the next one is not free but I would very much like to buy it."

Heracles · Post by **Heracles** » Tue Jul 04, 2017 6:30 pm

Heracles looks over the papers that were slid over to him by Spider. He leafed through them and looked over the arena. After a moment, he nodded. "I would. The chance to test my mettle against others, those I would never fight in open battle since we are on the same side, in an environment where permanent injury was very unlikely? A place to settle differences in a somewhat friendly manner without escalating things to a bar brawl? Stories would be told! Drinks would be purchased for victors! It seems too good to be true!"

He took the second drink and gulped a bit of it down. "I think I could talk Lady Savant in to sparring with me, or by my side against others. 'Twould be fun."

Moira O'Dugan · Post by **Moira O'Dugan** » Thu Jul 27, 2017 11:07 am

Looks over towards Spider with a smile.

"Many years ago I used to fight professionally but that was before I could bend steel bars with me hands. I dunna think I should fight fer sport anymore. I wouldn't wanna hurt anyone."

Moira drinks the last bit of her whiskey and holds up an empty glass.

"More drink fer the lady me good sir?"

Post by **Daniel** » Fri Aug 11, 2017 4:18 pm

The tall brawny tavern owner and former Altantian slave Tattoo Warrior named Spider shakes hands with the bureaucrat from the Legion Planning and Development Division, a tall thin bald man named Moe Walker.

Spider says, "I look forward to building the Arena. Thanks Moe!"

As the P&D official is about to answer, the doors to the pub slam open.

Six heavily armed and armored "red shirts", Castle Security members, step into Spider's Pub. The man named Moe steps back from Spider. Knowing.

The Red Shirts surround Spider.

A gruff looking older Cyber Knight slowly follows the Security detail into the pub. Looking around the Cyber Knight nods at the table that is used by Cyber Knights only, where Sir Sayeen's Helm rest. Looking at Spider the Knight shakes his head sadly and quietly says, "Do as Sgt. Dakota says Spider."

A Sgt. Dakota speaks: "Spider. You are under arrest for ... because the Legion thinks you are working for the Black Company, I know that you are likely innocent but, I'm sorry Sir, you will have to come with me."

Spider nods, "I've not been innocent since my youth Sarge. 'lantis does that to your soul. I understand. No hard feeling, let me just lock up my down stairs and I.."

"No Spider. Leave it open. We have orders to arrest you and search all possible floors below."

Spider looks unhappy and at the Cyber Knight who avoids eye contact with his this time.

"Okay Sarge. Look, if you are searching below...you need to be careful. A full conversion Cyborg and a Crazie are down there guarding...something. Announce your entry and wait for them to respond. Tell them I said to not open fire on you. Tell them that we don't want to further make the BC look like the bad guys. Sarge, you are going to need to set up your Legion Security down there. There is a nexus under this pub. I hope you know what you are doing Seth."

Sgt. Dakota looks surprised, then at Sir Seth Merihk who nods. Sgt Dakota then calls for more Security Guards.

Motioning to Spider, Dakota places the big bar tender into hand cuffs.

"Come on Spider, lets go. ILS, um, Internal Legion Security wants to chat with you"

The Cyber Knight follows Sgt. Dakota and Spider out of the pub. Dakota assigns 4 men to guard the front door.

As the red shirts escort Spider towards the Castle the Cyber Knight says to the guards:

"No one in or out."

Notice

Post by **Daniel** » Sun Aug 13, 2017 11:25 am

Yesterday's is located outside Castle Refuge, in what is called the Outskirts. The bar has recently been opened in the new location shown on the above map. The old bar (Spider's Pub was taken over by Legion Security, Spider himself arrested, and the building converted into a Embassy).

Yesterdays is owned and operated by Bohb, a retired Larmac D-Bee who struck it rich. He has a full staff of waitresses, who work the bar too sometimes. Bohb does the cooking, its his passion!

The building looks wooden and somewhat run down on the outside, but inside the place is clean and new. Several tables, both large and smaller ones are available, even a few booths. The only old table in the place is the one that was moved over from the old bar, the Cyber Knight Table with Sir Sayeen's Helm on it.

A music box adorns one corner, for when live music (weekends) is not playing. There is even a small dance floor. Over all Yesterdays is a small slice of happiness in an otherwise dangerous world. Swing on by and enjoy a drink, meal and company.

(Open RP Area for all Players. Occasional NPC input by Lars)

Post by **Daniel** » Mon Aug 14, 2017 12:28 am

Bohb sets the last glass into the rack of clean glasses and grins. Looking around at the place he nods happily.

Making his way to the front door he unlocks it and pulls a chain clicking on a Open Sign.

Well shall see if we can last longer than Spider did.

Jude Maverick · Post by **Jude Maverick** » Mon Aug 14, 2017 4:56 am

A large red figure lifted from the walls of Castle Refuge. It circled around the woods before descending into the road near the bar. The red dragon hit the earth with a slight thud. Beside it, another figure landed, wings of flame extended out from its shoulders, occasionally molting a few flame feathers that wafted away into smoke.

The dragon gently placed something it held in its claws on the ground. It turned out to be a young woman, a teenage girl. She had brown hair and a pair of goggles, cargo pants, a blue tank top, and a tool belt. “Are you sure about this, Sierra?” she asked.

The young woman with the flaming wings rolled her shoulders a bit. She looked a couple years older than the other girl. The wings went out in a puff of smoke. “Oh, sure. Back in Whykin it was easy to get someone to serve you alcohol.” She pulled out the white t-shirt that she had stuffed into the front of her jeans and pulled it on over her scarlet bra, fluffing out her auburn hair.

The form of the dragon shifted and swirled, shrinking down into another teenage girl, this one with long red hair. She wore black jeans and shirt. “Why would they not serve us, Kim?” she asked.

Sierra shrugged. “Some people have…” she shuddered. “Scruples. C’mon. Worth a try, right, Alenys?”

“My dad is so going to kill me,” the brunette muttered.

“Relax, Kim. Just act like you belong. That’s half the trick. Besides, it’s just one drink, right?”

“I would like to try,” Alenys nodded. “I have never had alcohol before.”

“Probably a good thing,” Kim muttered, but she didn’t want to feel uncool. She had too few friends.

Sierra pushed open the door to the pub and looked around. She frowned slightly. Judging from the exterior, the place had looked like a dive, someplace easy to con a drink out of. This...looked way nicer inside. Still, she didn’t let her confidence falter and led the three teens up to the bar in a march.

“Three shots of tequila,” Sierra said. “Lime, salt, the works.”

Alenys bellied up to the bar eagerly, Kim a bit more reluctantly, on either side of Sierra.

“Maybe we’ll meet some hot guys,” Sierra grinned.

“My did will really kill me then,” Kim said.

“Hot? Like another burster, Sierra?” Alenys asked.

Sierra rolled her eyes at the other redhead. “No, hot like...that Jude Maverick guy.”

“Ah...Jude…” All three teenage girls sighed.

Moira O'Dugan · Post by **Moira O'Dugan** » Mon Aug 14, 2017 11:53 am

Moira walks into the bar smiling ear to ear. Pale white skin, blue lips and hair and her build make her stick out a bit as she leans on the bar towards the large reptilian man.

"Oy there lad! How you doing today? Can I get a pint me good sir?"

Post by **Daniel** » Mon Aug 14, 2017 2:46 pm

No sooner does he flick on the, "On Sign" then he immediately has three customers.

Yes! Young ones! Fresh out of the egg young. Whatever, as long as they are paying ones!

Sierra, Kim, Alenys and eventually Moira are attended to by Bohb. Bohb is one big D-Bee. His kind are usually lazy. To an extreme. Bohb is too, but loves bar tendering and cooking so much he comes across as highly motivated.

Nodding at Moira he grabs her a pint.

His small talk is smooth and he chats with the four ladies.

"Glad to serve ya ladies. Just keep in mind if a big Grackletooth wearing red armor comes in here, local lawman, ease off on the drinks while he snoops around. Good fella but I'm still getting a feel for these Legion Security guys. Not seen this many Red Shirts out in the Outskirts till recently. Moira I know you're on a SET team so Grak won't care if you're drinking."

Bohb slides a coin on a string out across the bar.

"Music box takes a coin. This one can be used and pulled back out. If anyone wants music."

Jude Maverick · Post by **Jude Maverick** » Tue Aug 15, 2017 12:27 am

Sierra grinned as the bartender didn’t blink or try and ID their age. Of course, she was totally prepared to lie, but he seemed cool. “Man, you’re a big’un.”

“Not so big,” Alenys commented, though he still towered over her human form.

“Thanks,” Sierra told the bartender, watching him pour out the shots. “Leave the bottle,” she told him, pulling the salt shaker and bowl of lime slices closer. “And we’ll totally hide the bottle if the Red Shirts show up,” she promised.

“Oh, God. My dad is going to find out…” Kim murmured.

“Relax,” Sierra told the brunette.

“Wow. That’s another big one,” Sierra commented as the large, blue-haired, massively muscled woman entered the bar. “Damn.”

Alenys just shrugged.

Sierra picked up the coin on the string. “Keen idea,” she said with a grin. She looked over at the other girls. “Steampunk Zombies?”

“Ooo!” Kim said. “I love them! Do they have them? Play Hearts Devoured if they have it.”

“Good choice. Poison Pen is good, too.” Sierra eyed the selections, slid in the coin, pulled it out, and chose the song.*

The girls returned to the bar. “Okay, here’s how it works,” she started to explain to her friends. Kim and Alenys listened eagerly. “You’re going to lick your wrist and then shake some salt on it. Then you toss back the tequila, lick the salt, and suck on the lime.” She demonstrated, salt, shot, lime. “Damn, that’s good stuff!”

Kim and Alenys picked up their shots, doing as Sierra had instructed. Alenys managed it fine, used to her throat burning. Kim, however, never made it to the salt or the lime as she gasped, coughed, and gagged on the strong alcohol.

“Okay. It’s okay…” Sierra said, patting her friend’s back. “Should have warned you about the kick,” she said with a chuckle.

“You didn’t warn me on purpose!” Kim shot her friend an accusatory look.

Sierra just grinned. “C’mon. You’ll get used to it.” She poured another round. “And barkeep, put it on Caleb Black’s tab.”

Kim’s eyes widened. “What? No! My dad will kill me!”

*For music, think of Halestorm, Evanescence, or Within Temptation. Female lead, metal, more melodic or orchestral than screaming.

Delete Account 1 · Post by **Delete Account 1** » Thu Aug 17, 2017 10:17 am

As Bohb the bartender dispenses drinks and keeps an eye on his grill, his food spells great, the front door of Yesterdays opens. As sunlight spills inward a large shadow steps through the door.

Once inside those in the bar can see a tall Grackletooth dressed in red combat armor. Both the words Legion and OSPD (Outskirts Security Patrol Division) can be seen on his bright red armor. Removing the big cowboy hat he is wearing he moves further into the bar, his eyes have not meet anyone else eyes yet, almost like he is giving you time to prepare being seen by him.

As the big D-Bee Security Guard hangs his hat on a peg on the wall, Bohb calls out:

"Good day Security Officer Grak! Are we on duty or off duty?"

Slowly the OSPD Guard known as Sgt. Grak turns to face the Larmac bartender.

"If I'm in Red I am on duty as I always explain to you. How are you Bohb?"

The bar tender smiles and says, "Happy as a rattlesnake getting his armpit tickled!"

Grak raises an eyebrow and grunts.

The Red Shirt Sergeant looks around the room at those assembled. He moves closer to the bar area and turns to face a wall. Removing a rolled up paper he tacks it to the wall. It is clearly a wanted poster.

Turning back to face those in the bar Grak grins, "Ladies night eh?"

Grak bows to the four woman (girls?) in the bar.

The Grackletooth's eye lingers on the well built woman a moment before he nods at her and says, "Greetings Moira of the 32nd SET."

Turning his grin towards the three younger girls the grin slides onto a half frown.

"I received a message from Whykin. A odd little message. I have not replied to it as of yet. Likely I won't for another few hours. I am a very busy Red Shirt, with lots to patrol before I head back to HQ."

Sgt. Grak laughs then and says to Bohb:

"I would appreciate you leaving the Wanted Poster up for now, thanks. Seems this Black Company has killed a few more of us. The 6th SET reported casualties from an encounter with them. Damned shame them Mercs going bad on us. Makes me think about setting aside the Star and joining a SET. Hopefully our doubled efforts to keep the Outskirts protected will help. After the radio station was destroyed and the DJ Molly taken away that Cyber Knight got permission to better equip us."

Grak grins wide.

"Well ya'll be good, I'll just be on my way, got some runaways to look for and bad guys to keep out of the Outskirts. Good day all."

Wanted Poster

Zakkael · Post by **Zakkael** » Sun Aug 20, 2017 4:07 pm

Zakkael wanders into the bar, fresh from the victory at Paz-Durkh. Having been deployed during the reclamation of Spider's Pub, he first wandered mistakenly into the Legion security building. "My good sir, wine, please! Wine, which cheereth God and Man! A good cabernet sauvignon, if it's available." He looks around at the assembled patrons. Recognizing Moira, he raises a glass in her direction. "Moira, my good woman! Wonderful to see you!"
Looking around, he notices the three young girls. Taking a closer look at Alenys, the sight is familiar, having seen his share of dragons since arriving with the Legion. He recognized the telltale signs (to his mystic vision) of a dragon's metamorphosis. He smiles, bows his head slightly, and returns to his wine, not wishing to offend anyone by announcing the presence of a dragon to the world. It is not mine to reveal. Let the youths have their fun. There is no sin in youthful exuberance.

Delete Account 1 · Post by **Delete Account 1** » Mon Aug 21, 2017 7:32 pm

Grak steps up to the exit door, steps aside and holds it open as Zakkael wanders into the bar. The big Grackletooth nods at the SET member.

The Legion Security officer points at the newly hung Wanted Poster. "If you see those dirty traitors out on a mission don't let them surprise ya!"

Tipping his cowboy hat at the angle Grak leaves.

After Grak leaves Bohb the bartender waves, "Bye."

Wanted Poster

Zakkael · Post by **Zakkael** » Mon Aug 21, 2017 8:28 pm

Zakkael nods at the grackle security. "My good man. I shall be vigilant. Godspeed." He glances at the poster. Criminals, they say? Let judgment find them. And if vengeance is merited, may it be meted out a full measure.

Ashlyn Alvarez · Post by **Ashlyn Alvarez** » Tue Aug 22, 2017 7:21 am

The girls did another shot and turned when the big Grackletooth in the red uniform entered. Sierra quickly hid the bottle of tequila behind her back as he went and hung up a wanted poster before looking at them.

"I received a message from Whykin. A odd little message. I have not replied to it as of yet. Likely I won't for another few hours. I am a very busy Red Shirt, with lots to patrol before I head back to HQ," Grak said.

Sierra’s eyes widened, first in surprise, and then in feigned innocence. “Whykin? Yeah? Never been there,” she lied. “Is it nice?” She flashed him a pretty smile and fluffed her hair.

Kim looked over at her strangely.

“Have a nice day, officer!” Sierra said with a cheery wave as Grak left.

“Is the tequila already going to your head, Sierra?” Kim asked.

“No, tequila goes to the stomach,” Alenys explained patiently to Kim. “At least in humans...and dragons.”

Kim stared at the transformed dragon. “That’s...that’s not what that means…”

Alenys frowned. “Then what--?”

She was cut off by Sierra. “Never mind!” she said, worrying her lip. “What message from Whykin?” she asked nervously.

“Yeah, I thought you said you were from there,” Kim commented. “But you told Officer Grak--”

“I know what I said!” Sierra snapped at Kim. “Just let me think.” She pulled the bottle of tequila up and drank right from the bottle before slamming it down on the bar again. She jumped a bit, a bit of flame flickering in her red hair, when the pub door opened again to admit a Lyn-Srial, one of the four-armed bird people.

Alenys returned Zakkael’s bow and smiled. Sierra ignored him, her mind whirling. Kim gave him a wave.

“We need to find a way to find out what that message from Whykin is,” Sierra finally said, interrupting Kim and Alenys’ next shot.

“How would we do that?” Kim asked.

“Maybe one of the SET members can help?” Alenys suggested, nodding to Moira and Zakkael.

“Or I could burn the security office to the ground…”Sierra contemplated.

“You can’t do that!”Kim gasped.

“Um...yes, she could,” Alenys corrected. “Sierra is a burster. I could burn it down, too.”

Kim made an exasperated sound. “I know what she is; I know what you both can do. I mean...you can’t just burn something…”

“Sure, it’s easy,” Alenys came back, confused.

Sierra held up her hand to forestall the bickering. “Maybe I should find Jude…”

She glanced over at the SET members. Would they even want to help her, after what she had done? Jude had said the castle was a refuge for people like her. Was that really true? Would they send her back to Whykin?

Jackal · Post by **Jackal** » Tue Aug 22, 2017 8:38 am

The door slams open and a tall older looking man walks in. Grumbling something about a damned embassy and the stupid need to walk in circles looking for the new bar location.

Wearing a white T shirt under a black leather coat and ruff blue jeans and combat boots the man is obviously a Juicer. Closer observation shows he has two modern handguns on his utility belt around his waist and partly under his coat. There are recent drips of red blood on his T shirt.

Taking a moment to look around the room he grins.

"Well okay then. Familiar faces make it better in here. Worth all the extra walking about to find the damned place."

As the Juicer makes his way to the bar, he spies the Wanted Poster and glances at it. Bohb chuckles and grabs a bottle from under the counter, out of a freezer. Placing the iced over bottle on the counter the Larmac D-Bee pours a shot into a glass.

Bohb: "Severin William Fell. You got old. Damn boy. You look ... older than the 23 years old you really are. I told you becoming a Juicer would burn you up. Age you. You did not care, you still feel glad that you did it?"

The Juicer looks over at Bohb. "In the time since we last met Mister Mayor it appears we both have aged. You used to have nicer cloths. How did you end up here running a bar? I suppose it makes since, you were always a great chef. Yes, ...Bohb I am glad I became a Juicer. I have avenged my family, all but Dani, who I have not found yet. I have also helped a lot of people while working for the 1st SET. It was worth it. I'll be dead soon enough, but that thought will evaporate as soon as you pass me that bottle."

The bartender, Bohb, downs the shot he poured. Then passes the chilled whiskey to Fell.

Fell downs a good portion of the bottle and smiles at the bar, his eyes soften and he nods to those that might be looking at him.

Bohb says: "Severin...I have a lead on where your sister is, whoooa chill, keep drinking, I need a few more days to confirm it Fell. I just think i might have heard where Dani is. Drink up. Chill you lug head. Relax. Give me a day or two."

Fell slowly relaxes and nods.

"The place looks ... nice. Yesterdays? A play on the Tomorrow Legion name? Or just missing being a Mayor?"

Fell uses a handkerchief to dab at a drop of blood from his nose.

As the music softens and stops, the Juicer looks around, "Whoever picked the music, I like it, play more please and I'll buy the next round."

Kamen Writer · Post by **Kamen Writer** » Tue Aug 22, 2017 12:50 pm

The storm outside was only a hiss among the laughing patrons and singing music box. The much-needed rain only entered in quick showers past folk dashing in for comfort. The windows showed a world of grey washing over Castle Refuge, blessing farms, and chopping the river flowing past it all. In the few moments after the music box played its last credit’s worth of tunes, the door opened, but no rain entered. It was blotted out by the dark waves filling the doorway.

It walked forward and closed the door, now seen as a towering figure in several ponchos stitched together. Crystal ropes of water coiled off in its wake. Massive boots swung out from below and pressed a low thud into the floor with each step. A large bag of something rotting gently swung between its wide shoulders behind a hood-covered head. The creature lumbered to the coat rack and freed its shoulder of the sack of stench to remove the field-tailored poncho. A humanoid arm thick with metal tendrils arched into view and pulled up on the hood to reveal the creature.

A tower of meat that refused to die and metal, shaped like a man. Blue skin and cybernetics churned under a plaid shirt, denim jeans, and comically large boots. A dark wool cap hugged his brow over glowing, mismatched eyes. The creature was the stuff of nightmares, unsettling the more sober patrons who were now recalling experience fighting similar things, just in case. The cyborg lumbered to the bar and waved a giant hand to call over the female tender. She approached slowly, making sure to meet eyes with every legionnaire carefully considering this man. She managed to speak, though pressed the wrong end of her pen into her pad.

“H-Hello sir. What can I get you?”

Despite his deep voice and slightly Southern accent, he spoke with deliberate meter as though speech was something fragile to be spun like glass.

“Are you the person in charge?”

“No, I’m n-not.”

She turned her head and shouted into the kitchen while keeping eyes on the man.

“Bohb! Please come here! I think it’s important.”

An apron-clad larmac grumbling frustrations stepped out of the doors and looked dead ahead at an armored chin. Not accustomed to actually looking up to anyone, Bohb tilted back his head a touch. One cybernetic red eye, one glowing green, half a bear trap for a mouth, and no tells. Bohb could not get a bead on this guy. He pretended to work his jaw as an excuse to flash some teeth.

“I take it you’re what’s important. What brings you in?”

Hidden amongst the patrons, well-trained hands silently grasped familiar handles. The armored jaw bounced up into a smile.

“Barter.”

A dino-like head tilted in confusion while hilts and grip were released in a wave of relief.

“I…what?”

“I have do not yet have my…cred-card. However, I talked up on local fishin’ and snagged myself a haul. Fixin’ to trade for food and drink, plus free cash to tip for your workers. Er, free credits.”

Bohb leaned to look at the others in the bar. Several eyes met his, blinked to the massive back of the cyborg, then returned to the cook.

“Uh…let’s see what you got?”

Bohb slid a wide plastic sheet over the bar and the large cyborg lowered the stinking sack of fish. Giant metal hands unfolded burlap, then a net, and finally wax paper. After much build-up, Bohb saw a hill of the finest fish he ever smelled. There were even scaled, gutted, and each wore a little tag with its weight. This was easily a thousand credits. Though not the most nettling of impulses, Bohb sure did want to slurp one up on the spot. The sight of the fish released the last hidden vibro-blade from its owner’s hand.

“Well that is quite something you got there. Oh, name’s Bohb. I run the place.”

The cyborg produced a bright red rag and used it to scrub his right hand. The rag was stuffed into a denim pocket as the clean hand craned forward in greeting.

“John. New recruit of yer Tomorrow Legion.”

Bohb smeared the rest of the chicken breading off his hands and grasped John’s.

“Good to meet you, John. Well, what sounds fair to you?”

Mismatched glowing eyes slightly drew away from Bohb’s.

“Unsure. Shops are closed, so a fair appraisal wasn’t in the cards. However, given the time I spent in the river, hows about three meals what would feed a normal-size fisherman and a bucket’s worth of sarsaparilla soda?”

John’s eyes returned to Bohb’s as the larmac’s toothy maw parted open in disbelief.

“You do have several times that value here. Are you sure that’s all you want?”

A quick dip of a wool cap.

“S’all I want. The extra can be divvied out to yer ladies for toleratin’ such company. I understand that I can be terrifyin’ with no intent for it.”

John leaned forward slightly, causing a farmer at the bar to flinch.

“We have a deal?”

Two clasped hands and just as many nodding heads.

“We have a deal, friend. Hey, just wondering: how long did this take you?”

“Two hours of fishin’ and half of one cleanin’.”

“Wow. Your catch is welcome here anytime, John. Same goes for you.”

A metal jaw bounced into a smile.

“Much appreciated, Bohb. Now might I have three plates of whatever’s farthest from the rations that come in those legion survival packs?

A bit a shared laughter flowed around the bar.

“Coming right up. Take a seat anywhere that’s comfortable. Except the one with the helmet.”

John thumped his feet around to scan the bar. He looked out for folk with the least amount of jitters at the prospect of him sitting nearby.

Zakkael · Post by **Zakkael** » Tue Aug 22, 2017 2:31 pm

Zakkael took note of Fell's dripping nose. He heads over to offer his assistance. "Are you injured? I may be able to help you..."
And then the hulk walks in. A massive creature of metal and flesh. Zakkael had never seen something like that before.
"Light have mercy..." he whispers. Watching the exchange between Bohb and the fisherman, Zakkael ensures the transaction is safe. As soon as the laughter rings out, Zakkael relaxes, smiles a bit, and turns back to Fell. "Well, that's a sizeable recruit to the Legion. I'm glad he's on our side. Now, what is it you've done to yourself?"