Trog's Tavern CXXXI

[wxdruid]

She comes in quickly and looks around

[AmberVael]

Hmm, near empty. Good for us, I suppose.
Maal leads her to a quiet booth.

[wxdruid]

She follows him over to a booth and sits opposite him, waving the waitress over she orders a funky llama.

[Silas]

After getting fired from his job, Silas' player returns to his computer and logs back on. He wakes Silas up, and Silas looks around.

"I see you two are back." He says as he orders another drink.

[AmberVael]

((Ouch. My sympathies))

Maal nods to Silas.
We are indeed.

[Silas]

((let me just say...last time I "Dr. Cox" a customer...at least for now))

Silas' left hand melts, reforming into what seems like a piece of pipe. He aims down at his drink and two ice cubes pop out. His hand reforms back to normal.

[Lord Magtok]

((Could he turn that arm into a toliet plunger if he had to? How about a spoon?))

[AmberVael]

((Go go gadget toilet plunger! ))
Maal turns back to Cassandra, smiling a little.

[wxdruid]

Do you want anything, Maal?

[AmberVael]

Oh no, I believe I'll be fine. Thank you for the thought, though.

[wxdruid]

The waitress goes to get Cassandra a glass of wine.

Cassandra turns back to Maal, That was rather fun.

[AmberVael]

I have to agree; I don't get that kind of opportunity very often.

[Calpurnia]

Hanna and Kirbyla enter the tavern. The pseudodragon flies up into the rafters, and her companion approaches the bar. "Long Island Iced Tea, please." Hanna says to Cosmo.

[wxdruid]

The waitress brings her wine, Cassandra takes a sip.

No, not very often, but enjoyable every time.

[GuesssWho]

Sasic wanders into the tavern. She takes an empty table and orders a steak, some wine, and a brownie for desert.

[McBish]

Shea wanders into Trog's. He takes a seat at the bar rubbing his temples.

[AmberVael]

Maal lets his gaze wander around the tavern, noticing that it was getting busier.

[Silas]

Silas pulls a small black box out of his pocket and begins to look at it. He opens it and a small glow seems to come off it.

[wxdruid]

Yes, I noticed as well, as soon as we come back, more people arrive.

[AmberVael]

Hm. Maybe somewhere else then?

[wxdruid]

Yes, I think so. Cassandra stands and picks up her glass of wine.

[Calpurnia]

Hanna, recieving her drink, holds her right arm out. Kirbyla reluctantly drifts down onto it. We really ought to be making more friends here. Calpurnia probably hasn't made that many, and- I know! Kirbyla, I... I know. I know...

[AmberVael]

Where to then? Back upstairs?
Maal stands as well.

[wxdruid]

That'll be fine, as she heads upstairs.

[AmberVael]

Maal follows Cassandra, smiling a little.

[Silas]

Silas watches Cassandra head upstairs, then seems to input something into his device.

[Renegade Paladin]

Gaheris came out of the restroom dragging a body.

"The murder rate in this town is getting ridiculous," he grumbled. "A little help here, anyone?"

[McBish]

Shea waves over to Kirbyla and Hanna.

[GuesssWho]

Sasic, feeling rather bored, starts to hum 'A Little Help From My Friends' under her breath. Then she laughs bitterly. "Who am I kidding? I don't have any friends!"

[Calpurnia]

Hanna trots over to Gaheris and grabs whatever end he isn't already dragging to help. "Who is this?" Kirbyla leaps off Hanna's arm and flaps over to Shea. Oh, hello. How are you?