tattooedheart
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Post by tattooedheart on Nov 19, 2009 23:40:11 GMT -5
Gawking, open mouthed, Ixy isn't sure how to react... until she reacts instinctively, and bursts out laughing. Slapping a hand over her mouth, she snickers, "Clearly there is MUCH to fear in this room." Laughing, she turns to leave, and heads back down the stairs. As she heads back to the bar itself, she shouts over her shoulder, "Great! You've got plenty of money to fix my window now!"
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Post by Tezztor Ne'taku on Nov 19, 2009 23:44:39 GMT -5
Following her down, he yells back to her. "Fix yer own damn window me and this quarter are going to gumville USA" He mocks sitting down on a barstool. Looking about he wondered who could possibly be serious about such a threat. "I could be an outlaw I guess, if need be"
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Post by tattooedheart on Nov 19, 2009 23:49:00 GMT -5
Ixy snickers again, and stands next to him, leaning over the counter. "Y'know, when I finally got this place, I figured leaving the name as it was was just.. well, the right thing to do, in a way. I practically grew up in this trashed old building. I never thought anyone would take offense to the name." She then gestures to the empty liquor shelves. "Hell, I'm not even open for business yet, and they trashed what was going to be my new living quarters." Ixy sighs, turning around and leaning on the counter on her elbows now, staring off at the ceiling, day-dreamily. "Go figure, eh?"
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Post by Panty on Nov 20, 2009 0:54:15 GMT -5
Rumbles & clangs echoed from the back of the Outlaw Bar, a little orange cat was knocking over the trash cans, gathering any lose bottles & cans... "Few More..." He proceeds to waddles into trash can..
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Post by Rigor.Mortis on Nov 20, 2009 2:24:55 GMT -5
Rigor's heart had stopped momentarily, fearing that she had been caught until the raptor revealed his true interest in a quarter that had been lying on the ground. She grinned. She had somewhat spooked the folks here.. Even if it was only somewhat. She uncloaked herself and took a look around the room, her tattered wings fluttering hopelessly behind her. The rock was there, the note was gone.. The window was still broken. Cautiously, she peeked around the corner, and her scales rippled again, disguising her as she observed the two talking. The dragoness slunk down and crept along until she got to the stairs. She found herself low to the ground, observing the step at a closer range. Old and wooden. She pressed a finger near the ledge of it, and the stair whined in agony in response. Quickly, she drew back and her eyes darted to the two at the bar to see if she'd been noticed.
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tattooedheart
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Post by tattooedheart on Nov 20, 2009 11:02:39 GMT -5
Ixy cringes at the noises she heard from both outside and the staircase. "I swear this place is possessed or something," she mumbles, shooting a glance at the stairs before approaching the back door to shoo whatever has gotten into her trash away. "Git, you!" she exclaims, waving her arms at the trash before she notices the small orange cat. "Are you.. collecting bottles...?"
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Post by Panty on Nov 20, 2009 18:05:35 GMT -5
Standing very still, He gives her a blank stare, his tongue stuck in the bottle, another on the tip of his tail..
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Post by tattooedheart on Nov 20, 2009 23:08:49 GMT -5
Cautiously, Ixy reaches out to pet the little cat. "Are you a stray?" she inquires curiously.
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Post by Panty on Nov 21, 2009 0:18:55 GMT -5
*Watching her, he slowly walked up to her hand, sniffing it for a little bit. Then proceeds to walk up to her & sit on her foot* o3o
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Post by Rigor.Mortis on Nov 21, 2009 1:09:38 GMT -5
Rigor continued down the stairs, unnoticed other than the squeaks revealing her presence as she made it to the bottom. It seemed an orange cat had joined the scene since she had last glanced the patron and owner. In truth, she was inspecting the building.. But the fact that she was cloaked made it seem as if there was a spook about. She kind of enjoyed being under the guise of some ghostly specter.
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Post by Tezztor Ne'taku on Nov 21, 2009 2:12:43 GMT -5
The fumbled about the bar bored, rolling his prize quarter about his sharp claws. While it was nice to see some place new it wasn't open as of yet so there was little to do. Maybe if he could find the ones responsible for the threats it would provide some excitement worthy of his particular talents. His sharp eyes shuffled about looking the place over for anything of particular interest. Sniffing the air he picked up the same smell he caught in the upper floor. "We have ourselves a spy" he mocked looking in the direction of the smell but making no obvious movements in regards to it. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed an orange cat sitting on the ottar's foot and he couldn't help but picture a football sitting on a kickoff tee. As soon as the thought crossed his mind the ends of his mouth curled up into a devious smile even the grinch would be proud of
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Post by kirbycow on Nov 22, 2009 0:59:33 GMT -5
Hot steam angrily whooshed out of the cow's nostrils as she balled up the useless scribbled notebook paper map and tossed it to the nearest trash bin. She had moved to the area yesterday and was just looking for a grocery store. She had tried her neighbors, who scribbled the map, but the chicken scratch and tiny lettering was of no help. Her peach hooves clomped down the sidewalk and kicked an empty soda can. Suddenly her ears pricked up at the sound of a door opening, as she neared an alleyway her eyebrow raised at the sight of an otter girl with an orange cat sitting on her foot. Chuckling, she said to the cat "Concrete too cold for your majesty's butt?"
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Post by Panty on Nov 22, 2009 1:32:23 GMT -5
His ears wiggled, looking at the cow & grew happy, wiggling his tail & unknowingly sending the bottle on his tail flying, then said "Moocow!" Hugging the bottle on his tongue.
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Post by Tezztor Ne'taku on Nov 22, 2009 1:46:37 GMT -5
The raptor grew bored as he watched the cat laze about. Suddenly he heard a new voice chime in speaking to the cat. Upon turning he noticed a female cow standing at the entrance to the alley and he got up and run up to her eagerly, never having seen a cow before in real life. Sure there was all the stories but you never see them in the city. "Excuse me miss, I was wondering if you could help me with something that I have always wondered?" he asked eagerly, awaiting her response. His excitement was practically palpable.
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Post by kirbycow on Nov 22, 2009 11:38:49 GMT -5
She jumped when the cat got excited "Wow, a talking cat! Never seen one of those-" Then she noticed a large looking lizard behind the otter. Her eyes grew wide as she took a step back. Oh, he was asking a question? Hoping it wasn't what she though, she gulped. "Um, I guess. What was it you were wondering?"
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