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[brotherspider]

You pick a fine time to be back in the Bar, Spider Nancy. After a long day of lounging, drinking, and all general godness like that there...the man who would be Anansi's son decided that it was time to get away from it all and have a drink. This may sound utterly redundant, but look who you're talking to. So saying, he stepped over to the Bar,

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[u2642]

"Have to say that seems a bit like throwing gasoline onto a fire," muses a retired god of war as he sips his Jack Daniels.

[brotherspider]

Somewhere, off to the left, a table catches fire with an audible FWOOSH sound. Spider looks over at this, shrugs, and takes notice of Mars.

"Any particular reason why?"

[u2642]

Mars spins at the sudden fire and turns back with his eyes narrowed. "With all the trouble already here, I think a little less is more prudent."

He doesn't think anything could go wrong with what he's said but he pays extra attention to his surroundings just in case.

[brotherspider]

"Everything seems alright. My martini is properly dry and in good taste."

Also, another one has appeared in his hands while not actually bidden. Spider looks at this, but then just drinks it.