"The Gundam doesn't bleed, and you can't kill it." The humor is lost, after all, on Mikazuki Augus.
Maomao, the FloraLamia wrote:
"Yes, and he is very cute." Maomao said, while holding the Jeff in her hands.
A large wooden door appeared at the back of the bar, The gentle click of his boots fill the air as he slowly opened the door and dusts himself off, The closing the door behind him, it would disappear behind him as he looks around, Taking off his large over coat he placed it on a coat rack followed by his NKVD cap.
He would find his way to a seat at the bar and relax.
He would find his way to a seat at the bar and relax.
"Is that one also swimming in medals, or is that one guy the one exception?"
"Who knows," he said to Akatsuki. "Welcome to Trixie's...Come in from the cold weather for some vodka?" he asked the newcomer as he watched the man silently move to an empty seat. "We will find out soon enough," he said as he waited for the man to speak about what he wanted to drink.
He rises a hand and shakes his head "I would like a glass of warm water please."
"Warm water? Alright. Strange request, but I will honor it," Blaze said as he got a cup, poured warm water in it, and went to the table where the man was sitting. "What's your name, Sir?" he asked as he put the cup in front of the man, giving a slight grin on his face. "I was a part of the military once, back when. Not a glamorous job, I can tell you," he said as he stood there eyeing the man in uniform.
He would lift his head for a moment placing his hands on the bar top while resting his left over his right hand, He spoke softly "Just a traveler trying to stay a bit warm, Figured I would take a bit of a special trip this way because I heard this bar is quite wonderful, But ah, Where are my manners, Father Kaputin Ivanovich of the northern parliament and the greater orthodox church, It is a pleasure to meet you." He said with a soft nod and a warm smile
"This is the place for that," said Blaze as he stood in front of the man when he was given a name. "Nice to meet you, Kaputin. My name is Blaze. Nice to meet you as well," he said as he extended a hand for Kaputin to shake. "Not many men in uniform come here asking for something to drink. There is...nevermind. Not important," he said as he nodded a bit. "If you need anything else, you know where to find me. At the bar," he said as he turned around and walked back to the bar and went back around it to wait for other customers to come in and ask for something to drink.
Natasha rolls up the collar of her leather jacket, tucking the fingers of her left hand partly in her front pocket as she strolls in, shaking off some rain that clung to her hair. She strolls slowly and settles at a seat at the bar, looking at the hot drink options with a soft thrum on the counter with her right hand fingers.
Blaze noticed another newcomer come into the tavern as he looked at her stroll in casually. "Blaze is the name. How may I help you today? I see you are looking at the menu for hot drinks. I am the bartender here. Hopefully Mathius is happy with my diligence here at the tavern..." he said as he looked in her direction, awaiting a response from her.
Her ears twitch at the name, indicating her familiarity with the place. Glancing at the bartender curiously before responding softly, "Coffee, please. Cream, no sugar." She moves her hand over her mouth as a small yawn breaks, "Hm, pardon. Natasha here. Commonly, Tasha." She nods in acknowledgment.
He would sit back rising an eyebrow waiting for a second as the gears in his head turn, Not many military types came this way, He wondered for a bit on why before he took a sip of his water, His eyes fall on the other new comer as he gave them a soft nod before he went back to his water and personal thoughts.
Seeing she was familiar with the place, he gave her a side eye, wondering if she had been here before. But he shook it off, thinking about what she needed from the bar. "Coffee, it is. Cream with no sugar, gotcha," he said as he started up a pot of coffee and finished the coffee. He generously did all the work for her and walked around the table to her, cup in hand, as he placed it in front of her. "Tasha? Nice to meet you, Tasha," Blaze said as he nodded back with a gentle smile on his face. If only she knew who he was in his past life.
"Anything, you two? Just let me know," he said as he walked back to the bar counter and sat down, as he went into his own thoughts for a moment.
(Sent a request. I am trying to befriend or acquaintance other people.
"Anything, you two? Just let me know," he said as he walked back to the bar counter and sat down, as he went into his own thoughts for a moment.
(Sent a request. I am trying to befriend or acquaintance other people.
Acknowledges the other patron with a flick and wave from a couple finger and brief glance. She watches the tender prepare her coffee with interest, just as eager to take the cup as he sets it down before her. "Thanks." She remembers. Blowing into the hot cup before she took a long sip. Sighing. "Hoo.. needed that." She returns a little smile before indulging a little more.
Blaze nodded as he said, "You're welcome, Tasha. If you need more coffee, just let me know. I am here to provide." He looked at Kaputin as he said, "Same to you, Kaputin. Need anything else, let me know." He sat there, going back to his past as he wondered how he got here and how he was able to redeem himself in the eyes of the Sisters of Battle. Maybe it was because of the two children? Who knows, he thought inwardly as he took out a flask of whiskey, and he started to drink it from the flask.
He slowly lifts his head turning his eyes to Blaze "Friend, I have seen that look in the eyes of many men, seems you are going past something, If you wouldn't mind sharing, I've heard from many that it heals the heart and lifts a great weight from one's chest." The man said his worn eyes locked onto the man's face.
He softly took a small pen and notepad from his jacket. "Or at least that is what the Tovarishch kansens tell me."
He softly took a small pen and notepad from his jacket. "Or at least that is what the Tovarishch kansens tell me."
* max was washing a few cups in the back before going to the bar table next to blaze as he would pour himself a beer paying for it of course *
Max: so how do you two know each other call of duty * he said taking a swig looking at Ivanovich and blaze curiesly *
Max: so how do you two know each other call of duty * he said taking a swig looking at Ivanovich and blaze curiesly *
Blaze thought for a moment as he was compelled to tell his story. "In my universe, I was a guardsman doing things that weren't great. I was enthralled by a deity named Slaanesh...And it wasn't a happy start if I would say," he started with as he thought of the words. "Most Astartes and Adepta Sororitas knew about this past of mine. I am just your average bartender now. I live out my life as a changed man. No longer in the military, I desire more of a quiet life," he finished saying as he looked at the weary man.
"They are wise then. Need to know more? My turnaround? It's an interesting story to tell. I am sure you will love to listen to it. I did get the redemption I wanted. From the Adepta Sororitas. If you don't know, it's Space Marines and Sisters of Battle," he noted as he noticed the man pull out a pen and notepad to jot down notes.
He looked at Max as he was right next to him. He didn't know at first, but he noticed Max cleaning the counter, pouring a beer to drink, and paying for it. He didn't require alcohol. All he wanted was peace of mind.
"Call of Duty? That's curiously interesting," he said as he was confused. "I don't know him, honestly. He just came in, and I served him a glass of warm water," he said as he looked at Max with a kind look on his face.
"They are wise then. Need to know more? My turnaround? It's an interesting story to tell. I am sure you will love to listen to it. I did get the redemption I wanted. From the Adepta Sororitas. If you don't know, it's Space Marines and Sisters of Battle," he noted as he noticed the man pull out a pen and notepad to jot down notes.
He looked at Max as he was right next to him. He didn't know at first, but he noticed Max cleaning the counter, pouring a beer to drink, and paying for it. He didn't require alcohol. All he wanted was peace of mind.
"Call of Duty? That's curiously interesting," he said as he was confused. "I don't know him, honestly. He just came in, and I served him a glass of warm water," he said as he looked at Max with a kind look on his face.
Max: see I don't bother with that military mumbo jumbo taking orders getting yelled at that kinda stuff not my style for... Serten reasons * he said taking a long swig of his beer *
Max: why bother going threw all the teams just to have bloodshed at the end of I guess maybe that's my own thought I suppose* he said listening to the two solders *
Max: why bother going threw all the teams just to have bloodshed at the end of I guess maybe that's my own thought I suppose* he said listening to the two solders *
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