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Post by YolkaEd on Jun 15, 2011 13:15:34 GMT -5
In a bar somewhere in the United States, there weren't many customers that day; in fact, only one was there this evening. The bartender didn't seem to pay this customer any heed, as he was cleaning some of the glasses behind the counter. "...anything interesting in the paper today, Enzo?" he hummed in a neutral tone, inspecting a martini glass.
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Post by JC303 on Jun 15, 2011 13:17:45 GMT -5
“Oh man! This anthro sh*t really has everyone piddling like lost, scared little kids! Ha!” A fat man sat in a chair, reading the latest newspaper about the events happening. He wore a large coat, and his black bowlers cap was tipped down in the front where a pair of sunglasses sat in front of his eyes. This style would give anyone the stereotypical “italian mobster” type, but instead of an Italian accent, it sounded more Brooklyn than anything. “Hey Rodin!” he laughed. “I bet you a million bucks that these anthros will hand the American Government’s asses back to them on a silver platter, eh?”
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Post by YolkaEd on Jun 15, 2011 13:23:27 GMT -5
"...what, you're bettin' with your tab?" Rodin mused with a light chuckle, setting the glass down on the counter. "Though, I have a feelin' that those anthros are gonna cause some serious damage." he chuckled again.
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Post by JC303 on Jun 15, 2011 13:26:14 GMT -5
"Says you," Enzo scoffed. "Those little furballs wouldn't have anything on me! Take that Aleena hedgehog girl for instance. She might be hot stuff; and I mean, literally hot stuff, but she don't scare me!" Then when he looked on the table, he flinched. "SH*T! A SPIDER!" and in his panic, he toppled over in his chair.
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Post by YolkaEd on Jun 15, 2011 13:31:34 GMT -5
"...hmph..." Rodin scoffed, before he took another glass to start cleaning it up. "...of course, the anthros ain't much compared to the sh*t we see on a daily basis..." he hummed, before he chuckled. "...but since people like you can actually see them, I guess they cause more ruckus than the usual riff-raff."
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Post by JC303 on Jun 15, 2011 13:39:23 GMT -5
"...but still..." Enzo grumbled, crawling back up from where he fell. "...they ain't the least bit intimidatin' at least...they look like those retarded anime characters to me." "Enzo, shame shame. No need to be such a sour puss. I happen to think those 'Anthros' are quite adorable looking..." spoke a woman's voice with a British accent. Rolling his eyes, he looked over at the door. "Of course you think the little guys are cute; it's just like a girl to think that!" A woman sauntered into the homely bar in stilettos and a black body suit, flashing the bartender a sultry smirk from those glossy lips of hers. Then the eyes from behind her glasses veered around the bar. "You don't seem to have a lot of business, do you Rodin?" she inquired curiously.
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Post by YolkaEd on Jun 15, 2011 13:44:12 GMT -5
"...what else is new, baby?" Rodin mused with a chuckle, before he looked back at the drinks behind the counter. "The usual?"
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Post by JC303 on Jun 15, 2011 13:48:24 GMT -5
"If you would be so kind," the woman replied, walking up to the counter, "and that includes the side order of 'Enzo getting out.'" "Aw c'mon!" Enzo whined, getting to his feet, "and you're telling me not to be such a sour puss?!" "If you're going to banter on about how you can take on those Anthros, then I suggest going to someone who would be more likely to believe you; like your children," the woman retorted. "After all, in a national crisis like this, I would think that you would be more concerned protecting your family than spending your week's pay on booze."
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Post by YolkaEd on Jun 15, 2011 13:52:32 GMT -5
"...well said." Rodin chuckled, mixing up the drink his customer wanted, before he slid the glass on the counter; even dropping a cherry in the glass. "So, baby, what's your take on this whole 'crisis'?"
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Post by JC303 on Jun 15, 2011 13:57:50 GMT -5
The woman smirked, watching Enzo grumble and collect his things to head out; all while she took the drink that had been passed to her. "I say, as human beings, they have every right to be cautious of this new breed of intelligence," she answered. "But they're overreacting."
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Post by YolkaEd on Jun 15, 2011 14:01:55 GMT -5
"To say the least." Rodin mused, taking a cigar out of one of his pockets, before snapping his fingers; letting a purple flame flicker from his thumb, which he used to light the cigar with. "And here I thought humans would've learned after all these years..." he chuckled.
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Post by JC303 on Jun 15, 2011 14:04:02 GMT -5
"Humans can be barbaric, given the opportunity," the woman remarked, gulping down her drink and plucking up the cherry with her delicate hand.
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Post by YolkaEd on Jun 15, 2011 14:06:48 GMT -5
"And it usually leads to chaos." Rodin hummed, taking a drag from his cigar. "...not that I give a sh*t; if the humans wanna cause trouble, they'll see the consequences eventually." he chuckled again.
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Post by JC303 on Jun 15, 2011 14:11:15 GMT -5
The woman stuck her cherry in her mouth, slowly enjoying its taste while her mind wandered off in thought. For once, something big was happening all over the world, and it was happening to the humans, rather than to those like her or Rodin… …and with no activity between the Lumen Sages and the Umbra Witches, things have mostly been smooth sailing. Each clan took agreement that this Anthro business didn’t particularly involve them, so therefore, there was no reason to get involved.
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Post by AnT on Jun 15, 2011 17:31:48 GMT -5
"You have no idea the consequences they'll see." a sagely voice spoke.
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Post by YolkaEd on Jun 15, 2011 17:33:41 GMT -5
Blowing out a cloud of smoke, Rodin looked towards where the voice came from. "...well, well... a customer in my bar. Never would've thought it." he chuckled.
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Post by JC303 on Jun 15, 2011 17:37:05 GMT -5
The woman raised her eyebrow. "Well now...I do believe I've heard that voice before...do my ears deceive me?" she asked teasingly.
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Post by AnT on Jun 15, 2011 17:39:48 GMT -5
"Depends." the sage spoke, leaping to a seat. The moment he jumped on the seat, his hood slightly slid off, revealing glowing eyes, and a mechanical trunk. "Gates of Hell, right? Literally, if I'm mistaken."
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Post by YolkaEd on Jun 15, 2011 17:43:12 GMT -5
"...right on the mark." Rodin chuckled, putting the cigar out in an ashtray, before he took out a glass, which he quickly cleaned. "What'll it be?"
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Post by JC303 on Jun 15, 2011 17:45:05 GMT -5
The woman gave their guest an amused look of interest, and only thought to herself perhaps her ears had played a trick on her. She clearly would've remembered this individual if she had met before...
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Post by AnT on Jun 15, 2011 17:50:53 GMT -5
"Just an apple brandy."
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Post by YolkaEd on Jun 15, 2011 17:55:03 GMT -5
"Comin' right up." Rodin nodded, quickly getting to making the drink in question. "So, what brings someone like you to this part of town?"
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Post by JC303 on Jun 15, 2011 17:59:01 GMT -5
The woman merely remained quiet, keeping her eye on this character.
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Post by AnT on Jun 15, 2011 20:13:49 GMT -5
"Just passing through." Like an elephant, he dipped his mechanical in the glass and just sucked the entire drink in seconds. "Though I couldn't help but overhearing your talks about the world's new lifeforms."
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Post by YolkaEd on Jun 15, 2011 20:17:23 GMT -5
"Well, it's the talk of the town." Rodin mused, chuckling a little. "Hearing someone talk about it should be common. Want a refill?"
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