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He nods. “Very well then. I shall sit down next to you..”

"Okay", she said without looking up from her work; she was doing history on the town, Utahime's, history.

Cue Isaac just over there, just pushing a chair outside. Why the hell is he pushing a chair outside anyway?

Isaac was tired. Okay that was an understatement and a lie. Isaac was worn to bone from his day at the hospital. No one with an advanced stage of pulmonary fibrosis should be working as hard as he does, but Isaac had a mother to support and help. He was so worn out to be frank that he didn't even notice that instead of Neil's Tavern he had walked into....this place. it was a little colder than the Tavern but in his tired state it looked the same at first. He waited for now to be served as he he took his medication from one of those day of the week pill holding things you see old people use. After he remembered it was Thursday he placed a small pill on a napkin that he would take once given a drink. His symptoms had been kept under control for the most part today aside from some coughing fits and his usual strained sounding breathing.

"Nyeh- God dammit- Chair's too hard to push over. Thi is probably the reason why i should use the explosive shots, but i don't wanna cause this chair to launch around somewhere and just hit someone in the face." Isaac Moriah said to himself. He's thinking of a new way to get the chair out of the door. But as for now, he just coughed up another ipecac shot. "Oh god dammi-" BOOM! "Yet, another reason why i should be outside."

Maki goes back to making chaos

Rodric strolled into the bar, hands in his pockets, as he gazed about the room. The young man looked rather out of place, and it was obvious by his stance and the slight smirk on his face that he was up to no good. The sounds of jingling coins in people's pockets and the clinking as they exchanged hands clearly piqued his interest as he found himself a nice quiet seat where he could survey the room with ease.

Maki bounced around the room, objects bending just to ta
Ot launch her somewhere else in the room

Noel just signed regretting adding toon force to anyone

Theo ducks out of the way of Maki bouncing around the room. "What the *BLEEP* is going on?!"

"Noel gave her toon force a while back she's just overusing it-"

Rodric whistled in amusement at the strange girl's antics, swiftly taking advantage of the chaos to pilfer a few nearby bags and pockets before returning to his seat with a satisfied grin. "That lass sure has some energy, eh?" He chuckled as he leaned back in his seat.

Cue Isaac just in the corner, just staying away from everyone. He still has the ipecac effect on him? Strange.

Cue some rat squeaking from somewhere. What the hell is going on now?

Asuka slowly creaks open a door in the bar and shuffles inside, a black hoodie worn over her plugsuit. She's drenched from the rain outside, orange hair tangling as it rests over her shoulders. The bags under her eyes look more like mattresses...

(After waiting for this chat to revive after 12 years- /j)

There's still squeaking inside. I would recommend someone to locate the source of the squeaking but, if you don't want to. That's pretty fine. Although, the squeaking would continue at a random time.

The redhead rolls her one remaining eye, and moves to find a place to sit down. She's... tired, if it wasn't obvious just from looking at her. Asuka takes a seat on a chair and slowly spins. "If that doesn't shut up I'll kill whatever's making that sound! Scheisse!"

...There were chip crunching noises this time. Now what the hell is happening?- Hey wait. I don't know if it's just me, or there's this giant rat with a giant hole in it's stomach is eating a bag of cheese balls. (no pun included.)

"UGH! And to think I went here for some peace and quiet!" She stands up, heads towards the hole in the wall, and starts violently kicking. "Quit it! Quit it! Quit it!"

The Rat just stares at prog in a "What the actual sh*t" way. Then it stared towards the 4th wall and just shrugged. "Can't a zombie rat just eat a simple bag of cheese balls nowadays?-"