Most of the recently-awakened people had probably heard of the Drunken Dragon tavern within a few days of getting accustomed to the ship. Some had already visited it, and a few had even become regulars
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Kaylee's practically bouncing her way through the tavern, delivering mugs of beer and being the social butterfly that she is. Really, there's not much that'll stop service with a smile around here, so you might as well just accept it.
Re: Need a drink?i_am_the_bafoOctober 15 2010, 13:15:18 UTC
Hyaaa ha ha ha! At last he'll have a chance to get a damn drink! The door thumped open to reveal the Sacred Tome, being carried by Zetta's omnipresent minion. She hauled it up to the bar and plunked it down on a stool.
Relaxation. The Ironman bar on the Founation in Sector 26 was one of the many places Jr. enjoyed stopping for a nice rest and some mixing and mingling. The Game Room on the Durandal served as a good time, but he tended to save going there for times where he's be out on a mission with the ship for a while.
Plus, the name Drunken Dragon for a place just sounded pretty cool on its own. When Jr. entered, however, he was surprised to see a familiar face.
It was hard to miss Kang on the ship. He turned as he was heading into the back to grab something, taking a moment to place the face, and then nodded in greeting, "Jr., right? Just a moment, I'll be right back."
Kang came back out after a few moments and leaned on the bar, "I would have figured that everyone told about the tavern would have also been told I ran it. Unless you just happened to stumble across it by accident."
He took a closer look at Jr., trying to discern his age. He looked very young, but that didn't mean anything on Stacy.
Look, another bar-cat!seeing_eye_catOctober 15 2010, 17:40:36 UTC
Rhiow had mentioned this place in passing, and so Arhu decided that he should find out what it was all about. He padded inside the tavern, sniffing appreciatively at the air. He didn't see any sort of food set out right now, but he could smell something faintly.
Constructing the air-walk wizardry with a flirt of his tail and a few thought words, he ascended an invisible staircase up to the bar countertop. After releasing the spell, he glanced around curiously, taking it all in.
Unless Arhu liked dried meat, he wasn't likely to get anything to eat in the tavern, as that was the only food there, and it was mostly only shared for special occasions. Kang watched the cat as he made his way up to the countertop, one eyebrow ridge slightly raised, and chanced a guess, "You wouldn't happen to know Rhiow, would you?"
"She's my team leader," he said, before he actually turned to look at Kang and his eyes went wide.
"...wow." It wasn't like seeing one of the Saurians, but there were enough similarities that he didn't flip out. Actually, the Saurians were scarier at first, though now he was as familiar with them as he was with the People. Then again, he was sort of their Father. Sort of. "What are you?"
Fortunately, Kang was used to reactions like that, so he wasn't offended by the staring or the question. This cat lacked the tact that Rhiow did. Somewhat amused, he sat his tankard down, "I'm a draconian. Name's Kang."
Volstagg has been there for a while. Long enough to down a truly depressing amount of ale. The mighty god sits alone, uncharacteristically somber for a long while, before he heaves himself to his feet (Kang's mortal chairs and stools simply are not made for a god of his stature) and makes his way to the stage.
"Wench! More ale!" He waves his empty mug, then stares across his audience, the drunks of the ship. Warriors, fine soldiers, all of them. He'd put money on it. "MORTALS!" His voice shakes the rafters. "Listen. This is a tale of a god. A great god, and though our interests were not shared, though he declared himself an enemy of milord Thor, you will listen!He straightens, seeming to sober up by the second as he bellows and gesticulates wildly on stage. If anything, he looks like a clown
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He adjusts his helmet for a little, looking down. "That was her mistake. Skurge hated to be played for a fool. And when she told him that he was to sail the dreaded ship Naglfar, the ship built from the fingernails and toenails of dead men, with her armies to herald in Ragnarok and destroy Asgard, Skurge had heard enough. With a cry, announcing that he would not be controlled, he hurled his deadly axe, cleaving the very barriers that held the nine worlds together as it flew. It opened a rift to the chaotic realms that came before the formation of all we know, and swallowed Naglfar
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With that, he slams his helm back onto his head, and raises his mug of ale high. "So there you have it, mortals! The tale of one of the greatest gods to walk the nine worlds, Skurge the Executioner! Here, we will drink for him! Here, we will laugh his last laugh for him! For never will there be another like him. He may have been a villain for much of his life, but he was of ASGARD!"
And with that, Volstagg turns his head and takes a long, full drink from his mug. It is empty when he lowers it.
Volstagg actually has a listener. It's a short man in a green plantsuit, holding a mug of mead, but he's listening, arching an eyebrow.
Well, that was different. Skurge, he'd never heard of, and assault rifles in Hel? But he'd been told about the differences between dimensions. Perhaps the Norse gods were a little different where this guy was from. He was kinda disappointed that Loki hadn't been in that story, though. So...
"Skurge ever have a run-in with Loki?" He asks, a smirk curling onto his features.
I am so late to this party, wow.hasnoteefsOctober 16 2010, 22:51:51 UTC
Well, Toothless wasn't really there to share stories or sing or play anything, but after he had curiously wandered into the tavern and discovered he was nearly too large for most of the place due to these odd little things humans (and humanoids, in Kang's case) sat on and around, he had made his way onto it simply to have a place he could sit without knocking something over. It was getting terribly harrying to bump into an empty chair and have to stop, make a three-point turn in order to not bump anything else over, and nudge the chair around until it looked mostly upright again.
So he sat, quietly, watching the tavern, upon the stage with his earfins perked. Toothless may have been a curious creature by nature, but the ship was by far one of the most interesting places he'd ever been.
Duo had been exploring the ship- mostly. Really he was letting himself get lost and making an adventure out of it, but he'd eventually found himself stumbling into the City and subsequently, the Tavern. Lured in by the sound of merrymaking, it seemed like the kind of place he could hang out in, maybe get some information- and hopefully a snack.
After a bit of sneaky glancing-around, he wandered through the tavern while sticking close against the wall, taking in the new faces and the chatter around the room until he bumped into the stage, glancing down at the dragon seated upon it with momentary, wide-eyed surprise.
"...Oh. Hey there." He remembered back to that dragon-guy he'd met one he first got here, and glanced around until he spotted Kang. Pointing towards him, he asked- unsure if the dragon could even speak. "Friend of the dragon-guy?"
Toothless started, slightly, when Duo bumped into the stage, recoiling just slightly from the braided pilot. He drew his tail up toward himself from where it had been draped onto the floor alongside him, pawing idly at the stage and eventually following Duo's line of sight. Friend of Kang? Yes. He bobbed his head a few times in a nod, grunting in an oddly loquacious fashion. He couldn't speak, no, but he could certainly emote and carry on something of a conversation. He turned his giant green eyes back to the pilot, grunting again and inclining his head toward him. How about you?
Awww. Duo smiled at the obviously young dragon and nodded. "I talked to him at that greeting party shindig, so I guess you could say he's one'a the first people I met here."
Sliding down against the wall to sit against the stage next to the dragon, Duo drew in his knees and continued to watch the scene. "I'm new here. My name's Duo. Nice to meetcha, I guess." He would have asked Toothless's name, had he not assumed it would have been hard to get across.
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"Finally!" Zetta said. "Alcohol!"
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Plus, the name Drunken Dragon for a place just sounded pretty cool on its own. When Jr. entered, however, he was surprised to see a familiar face.
"Ah, hey! Kang, right?"
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He took a closer look at Jr., trying to discern his age. He looked very young, but that didn't mean anything on Stacy.
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Constructing the air-walk wizardry with a flirt of his tail and a few thought words, he ascended an invisible staircase up to the bar countertop. After releasing the spell, he glanced around curiously, taking it all in.
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"...wow." It wasn't like seeing one of the Saurians, but there were enough similarities that he didn't flip out. Actually, the Saurians were scarier at first, though now he was as familiar with them as he was with the People. Then again, he was sort of their Father. Sort of. "What are you?"
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"Wench! More ale!" He waves his empty mug, then stares across his audience, the drunks of the ship. Warriors, fine soldiers, all of them. He'd put money on it. "MORTALS!" His voice shakes the rafters. "Listen. This is a tale of a god. A great god, and though our interests were not shared, though he declared himself an enemy of milord Thor, you will listen!He straightens, seeming to sober up by the second as he bellows and gesticulates wildly on stage. If anything, he looks like a clown ( ... )
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And with that, Volstagg turns his head and takes a long, full drink from his mug. It is empty when he lowers it.
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Well, that was different. Skurge, he'd never heard of, and assault rifles in Hel? But he'd been told about the differences between dimensions. Perhaps the Norse gods were a little different where this guy was from. He was kinda disappointed that Loki hadn't been in that story, though. So...
"Skurge ever have a run-in with Loki?" He asks, a smirk curling onto his features.
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So he sat, quietly, watching the tavern, upon the stage with his earfins perked. Toothless may have been a curious creature by nature, but the ship was by far one of the most interesting places he'd ever been.
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After a bit of sneaky glancing-around, he wandered through the tavern while sticking close against the wall, taking in the new faces and the chatter around the room until he bumped into the stage, glancing down at the dragon seated upon it with momentary, wide-eyed surprise.
"...Oh. Hey there." He remembered back to that dragon-guy he'd met one he first got here, and glanced around until he spotted Kang. Pointing towards him, he asked- unsure if the dragon could even speak. "Friend of the dragon-guy?"
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Sliding down against the wall to sit against the stage next to the dragon, Duo drew in his knees and continued to watch the scene. "I'm new here. My name's Duo. Nice to meetcha, I guess." He would have asked Toothless's name, had he not assumed it would have been hard to get across.
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