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With a playful giggle, Linda's face lights up as she accepts the cookie with genuine gratitude. "Oh, how kind of you!" she exclaims, her smile radiant. Setting the cookies down delicately, she extends her hand for a friendly shake. "I'm Linda, by the way!"

Alois kicked the door open with his brown, high-heel boot and then ran into the bar with a mischievous grin. He clearly looked as if he was ready to cause mischief, but what or who was his target today, was the question.......

Linda's heart leaped at the stranger's sudden arrival, causing her to almost spring from her seat. She instinctively pressed a hand to her chest, attempting to steady the erratic rhythm within. Despite the startle, she managed a friendly wave towards the young man. However, a subtle observation of his expression hinted at a mischievous intent, prompting her to remain cautiously aware of his potential antics.

"What is it with people and kicking open doors?! I feel like I'm back at Normandy..."

"I don't wanna think how much the repair bill for all the doors here costs."

"My name is Mathius. I am the cook here"

With a gleam of curiosity dancing in her eyes, Linda gasps, "Oh, truly?" She eagerly reaches for one of the cookies, anticipation evident in the quiver of her fingertips. As she takes a bite, a symphony of flavors erupts on her palate, and her eyes widen in sheer delight. With each chew, she savors the delectable creation, and upon swallowing, her face lights up with a radiant smile aimed at her companion. "Absolutely divine! You're quite the culinary wizard!"

In the midst of her enjoyment, Linda's gaze shifts, catching sight of Jadzia Dax. With a graceful wave and a warm smile, she extends her admiration towards the stunning woman, her eyes drawn to the mesmerizing pattern of spots adorning her skin.

He carefully accepted the gentle handshake. Once he heatd the compliment, he grinned slightly, almost with pride.

"These were actually made by my son. He's around here somewhere. In fact, hey Wish. Come here, please?"

Dax waves back. "Hi there."

Suddenly, a large group of anthro characters enter the bar. The tallest among them seems to have bags under her eyes like a tired mother, despite only one of them being a child.
She is an owl wearing long, soft looking robes and is bare footed. On her waist is a long, elegant staff fashioned in the image of a queen's scepter. She is about 8 feet tall, and her eyes are the deepest form of blue with black pupils and... Are those stars?

She let out a long sigh. "Look, our meeting place got blown up because of somebody." She says, glaring at a tall sphinx cat in bright red robes, who laughs mischievously as his face twists into a large, unnerving grin. "... May we use your bar to discuss some important matters?"

"I WANT CHICKEN NUGGETS!" Shouts a short corgi, seemingly a child. He is dressed in white and gold vestments, wearing a pope's hat, and holds a long wooden stick with a golden circle on the end. "IF YOU DON'T LET ME GET ANY I WILL HAVE MY BIG BROTHER DECLARE WAR ON YOU!"

The owl sighed. "Yes, Corhi. You can have chicken nuggets. Please don't start a second world war- Wait where is Edgar?"

Suddenly, a red zombie shambles into the bar wailing. "PLEASE DEAR GODS HELP ME IT HURTS SO DAMN MU- AAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
The zombie then explodes into a bloody puddle. And from that puddle, rises a black furred wolf in overly dramatic robes.

"Sorry about that, Lunaria." Edgar said. "I remembered I forgot to make a sacrifice to the Sanguine Mother."

A rabbit woman on the short end dressed in mostly leaves stands at the edge of the group. "Why is he here?" She said, pointing to a skunk with green stripes clad in torn clothes and... A gas mask?

"EHEHEHEHEHEHEH!!!" The skunk shouted. "THE SPORES! I CAN FEEL THEM TRAVELING THROUGH MY BODY!!! EVERYONE MUST FEEL THIS MOST... EUPHORIC OF SENSES!!!!"

"We get it, Saka." Lunaria says, clearly tired. "You have said that 45 times this evening."

There is another skunk. Her hair is colored in red, purple, and green and her ears are that of a rabbit's. She is clad in dark robes and floating, staying completely silent.

"What?"

"With all the yelling, I'd rather be in the Argonne."

Lunaria rubbed the bridge of her nose. beak?
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." She complained. "Sometimes I think I'm the only one who takes this seriously... Except for Ami, of course."

The skunk rabbit at the end looked up at Lunaria for a second before going back to her silent state.

"Could we please use this place for a meeting? I promise there won't be too much more commotion." Lunaria insists.

Suddenly, something explodes as Saka laughs loudly.

"... Starting now." Lunaria adds.

He chuckled a bit and shoot his head..

As soon as something exploded, the switch went off in her head. Now deep into an episode of intense PTSD, she came out to relive her war moments. It's a damn miracle she isn't holding onto her rifle at this point.

"Hmph!" Pyro is startled by the explosion and immediately pulls out a flare gun.

The young Marine snapped his attention to Enfield as he jumped from the explosion. Everything sent his mind back to Iraq and Afghanistan.

Lunaria then pulls out a tall bag consisting of silver coins and rare gems, a symbol on the front of the coins and the bag itself. The symbol isn't familiar to anyone here that isn't within the group, but it looks important.
"How about now?" She asks with a sigh. "That should pay for anything that has been damaged so far."

"I think that's a little much..." Says a voice coming from... Somewhere. It's like someone invisible said it.

"I don't care anymore. I'm just tired." Lunaria answers

He went back and forth between Enfield and Adrian giving them comfort. He was putting his paw on each of them. He whined some as he comforted both of the war veteran. The scenery may have changed between the two, but war stays the same.

"I remember— I remember the Argonne, 1918. I remember being with that young PFC...York was his name. Alvin York."