"the disk on my back is the only thing keeping me anchored to the world of the living my form was killed by the dreaded demon whose energy you contain"
"I will be sure to slay the demon. Now how do you recharge? I am unfamiliar with you because I rarely come to this universe"
"orochi is dead...i killed him in this incarnation...with much effort"
He groaned with slight frustration "how do you recharge?"
"i must rest and recharge do not work yourself in a frenzy as a goddess i expected this...eventuality"
"I am well rested. I shall be nearby" he walked back over to his seat and sat quietly after pulling his wings back inside his back painlessly.
"Time to make this bar a bit more lively!" Kalara and her crew fill up the room, bringing in several barrels of bloodwine and serving it out amongst themselves. Soon, the sound of Klingon drinking songs fills the air.
Matt then turned to Kalara then shrugged. Then he turned to Pyro. "Ey, Pyro. Catch." Matt tossed a grilled cheese sandvich to Pyro.
Drael grumbled to himself, clearly annoyed by the Klingon music, but not angrily, more like a summertime mosquito.
Pyro offers a mumbled thanks to Matt, and then slurps the sandwich up through the respirator of their gas mask.
Noel is currently sleeping, similar to an owl, she'd somehow nod off while sitting on a shelf
He'd been counting something
Boisterous laughter and singing continues to echo from the part of the room were Kalara and her crew were enjoying themselves. Q'poc poured a goblet of bloodwine for himself, Murdak, and Kalara. "I think our captain should lead us in a toast." He said.
"Yes, I agree." Murdak chimed in.
"Very well, I will do that." Kalara said as she stood up. "Through our greatest fights, we have stood with honour. You are the best crew, and the best soldiers, that I could ask for. A toast to the crew of the IKS K'mpec! 'IwlIj jachjaj!"
The rest of the crew raised their goblets and responded with "'IwlIj jachjaj!"
"Yes, I agree." Murdak chimed in.
"Very well, I will do that." Kalara said as she stood up. "Through our greatest fights, we have stood with honour. You are the best crew, and the best soldiers, that I could ask for. A toast to the crew of the IKS K'mpec! 'IwlIj jachjaj!"
The rest of the crew raised their goblets and responded with "'IwlIj jachjaj!"
Cue Isaac, Melodii, Matt and Vivian playing the binding of isaac, four souls. "Well then. I'm sorry, but i'm gonna have to play this." 
"Ah crap-"
"Well damn."
"welp-"
Pyro walks over to Melodii. "Hudda hudda huh?" (translation: "What's going on?")
He entered the bar carrying a bag full of random items
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