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Post by Archer Speirs on Jan 25, 2012 18:51:04 GMT -5
Archer lackadaisically walked into the bar with Hana at his heels. He immediately went to the bar and ordered a round of shots. Though he didn't know the girl's age, he had some ideas to entertain him before they went and really did some damage. Besides the sun was already setting and he wanted to sit and chill before they scoped out a good place to destroy. The bartender set out several shots and placed a bottle beside it with a nod. Archer grabbed his stuff and sidled over to the back corner of the bar. "Come on Shortie." he called as he threw back a shot then pulled out his lighter.
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Jan 25, 2012 19:16:43 GMT -5
Hana followed Archer into the bar, getting quite a few odd stares. Well, a fourteen year old walking into a bar with an older guy DID kinda look bad, but then again, did she ever care about this sort of stuff?
The little puppet girl sat beside the Kuma, taking a quick look at the shot glasses in front of him. "Ick." she muttered. Hana didn't like alcohol, she was psychotic, not stupid. "Think they got apple juice here?" she asked him, kicking her legs back and forth in her seat. It wasn't too likely, but what was she suppose to drink at a bar? She was a little too young for alcohol even if she WANTED to.
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Post by Patrick "Puff" Ramshire on Jan 25, 2012 19:24:56 GMT -5
Puff was sitting at a nearby table, munching on chicken strips when he saw the rather peculiar sight of a little girl and an older boy walk into the bar... Now didn't that just sound like a bad joke his father would have made to amuse he and his brothers? The man never HAD been too good with children, though personally Puff thought that their mother was worse, but that was a train of thought to go on another time. Especially since these two looked so INTERESTING!
The fluffy-haired man twisted around in his seat to look at the two, overhearing the girl's question. "They have juice-boxes." He replied happily, knowing this because that's what he ALWAYS got when he came here. After all, the Tora thought that most things with alcohol were disgusting... and when he DID get drunk he almost always got hurt or someone got away... And Morkez had warned him not to. He tried to listen to what he remembered of his big brother's advice, though 'don't kill people' and 'stop EATING that, Puff!' never really seemed to sink in...
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Jan 25, 2012 19:38:59 GMT -5
Hana adjusted herself to where she was facing where the other voice came from. "Really?" she asked, smiling like a little kid on Christmas. She quickly turned around and ordered a couple juice boxes seeing as though she tend to finish them pretty quickly. She turned back to the man in white a short moment later. "Thanks Sweetie~!" she giggled. She paused for a moment and stared at his hair. "Oh~ Archer, look at his hair! It's fluffy~!!" she exclaimed hyperly. She was still a little kid, warped mind or not, simple stuff like that caught her eye a lot of the time.
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Post by Archer Speirs on Jan 25, 2012 19:45:42 GMT -5
Archer rolled his eyes and smirked. "Yo, Fluffy come join us. Seems like Shortie here wants another friend." he chuckled at the juice boxes the bartender brought over. With a grin he looked to the two. "Check this out..." he lit his lighter and put it to the top of the shot and watched as the liquid caught fire. Archer's eyes gleamed as he looked over the liquid. Quickly he threw it back and swallowed the now warm liquid. He let out a loud "Ah" and winked to the two onlookers and grinned. "Genuine liquid fire. Wanna try?" he held out his lighter and pushed a shot to the middle of the table.
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Post by Patrick "Puff" Ramshire on Jan 25, 2012 19:58:13 GMT -5
Puff smiled and grabbed his food, hopping over the booth divider and down next to the little girl. He nibbled a strip of poultry while the boy lit the drink on fire and downed it. His eyes widened. He had never known that you could do THAT with drinks before! A grin lit up the nearly-albino man's face. "I'll try~!" he sang, letting a lighter slide into his left hand. It was a plain old silver lighter, but he liked how it could shine in its own light. It was pretty, Puff liked pretty things.
So he lit one of the drinks on fire and downed it, coughing moments later at the burn of alcohol, though not the fire. His mouth WAS quite toasty now though...
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Jan 25, 2012 20:09:19 GMT -5
Hana watched Archer and the other man down the fire-topped shots in awe. She'd never thought of that before... "Awesome!" she cheered as the white man tried it. "That looks cool, but I'd have to pass on it." She took a sip of her apple juice, refusing to try the alcohol EVEN if it did look cool. Alcohol was just nasty to her, she might like it when she was older though.
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Post by Archer Speirs on Jan 25, 2012 20:15:46 GMT -5
Archer chuckled as the fluffy haired child-like guy coughed from the drink. "Dude, you have throw it back as far as it'll go so you don't taste it. Shortie, don't worry 'bout it, I don't think the boss would want you drinking anyways." he snorted as if it actually mattered. "Though I can probably find a drink you'd like..." he winked to the girl.
Archer took back the lighter and lit another shot and let it sit afire. He looked around the booth until he found an ash tray. Archer cleaned it out and poured some of the alcohol into it then lit it on fire. He trailed his fingers through the flame as he downed his other shot. "So, fluffy dude, what's your name?" he asked as he grabbed a fry from the guy's basket and popped it in his mouth with a smirk.
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Post by Patrick "Puff" Ramshire on Jan 25, 2012 20:36:20 GMT -5
Puff moved his meal closer to himself and away from the other pyro. These were HIS noms, not anyone else's. "Everyone just calls me Puff." He replied, taking a sip from his box of juice and taking another bite of chicken. "Who're you two anyways?" He kept smiling. One stolen fry wasn't enough to get him too upset anyhow.
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Jan 25, 2012 20:47:50 GMT -5
Hana giggled at Puff's name. "Puff~!" she squealed in delight. "That's a cute name!" she commented. "Well Puff, I'm Hana, and this is Archer next to me." she took a little drink of her juice again. She could see about recruiting this guy too, but not until after she got to see what he was interested in, that would help her in what ways she could bribe him in. She already knew what to tell Archer. But, it could wait for now she supposed. Patience is a virtue after all, and she didn't want to make another mistake in her recruits. THAT had been too much of a mess to clean up.
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Post by Archer Speirs on Jan 25, 2012 21:04:18 GMT -5
Archer took another drink and nodded to Hana. "What she said." he called the bartender over and ordered some fries and sodas for the table. "Shortie, seems like you've got something on the mind." he commented with a smirk. He was good at reading people and the psycho chick wasn't gonna be any different. The bartender brought over his order and the pyro dug in. "So, what is it?" he tossed a fry into Puff's basket.
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Jan 25, 2012 21:21:51 GMT -5
Hana blinked for a moment and grinned. "Well I was gonna be polite and wait, but..." she trailed off for a moment to take another drink. "How would the two like to help me if something really really important...?" her twisted grin spread across her face, it was near impossible to hide it at this point. Just the idea of everything she'd be able to accomplish excited her. She could finally have her Love, and, if things played out right, could get more control of the city than what the clans ever had!
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Post by Patrick "Puff" Ramshire on Jan 25, 2012 21:41:26 GMT -5
Puff raised his hand. "Question!" He said, and before giving enough time to get a response asked, "Will I be able to stab?" Or slice or chop or cut or burn, he wasn't all that picky.
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Post by Archer Speirs on Jan 25, 2012 21:51:38 GMT -5
Archer raised an eyebrow then leaned across the table to get a better look at Hana. If he was a normal person her grin would scare the daylights out of him, but he was far from normal. "Well if it's important I'd have to say yes wouldn't I?" he grinned and winked then ran his fingers over the flaming liquid in the ashtray. "Besides I think you've already taken an interest to my pyrotechnics. Am I right, doll." his grin stayed in place followed by another wink.
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Jan 25, 2012 22:04:10 GMT -5
Hana giggled, though it came out a little more psychotic than when she tried to be cute. She looked at Puff. "You can stab all you want, my Dear~" she told him, looking back at Archer. "Oh you don't know how ironic it is that you chose that name of all things for me." she began. "And yes, fire would be very fitting for what, or who shall I say, I'm trying to get a hold of." It was obvious she would have to get Hotaru through means of force, what better way was there?
"All I ask of the two of you is to keep away from police and media and whatnot." she told them. "That Puppet Master business was too much to keep up with and I'm not going through that again either." This last comment was more to herself, but it didn't hurt to speak it out loud to them, no one else was in hearing range, and if they were, well, sucks for them.
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