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"You can't smoke Mobile Armors, that would be stupid. Stop being stupid."

Irony has never been manifested so incontrovertibly as you accusing someone of stupidity

"Who are you to judge someone you barely even know?"

"I'm not the one suggesting that people are smoking Mobile Armors. Who would even want to do that? It's just made of Martian metals that probably wouldn't be good to breathe in."

Ami came back through a portal as she came into a conversation between Lord General Aleksandr and Mikazuki, her eyes staring straight to Mikazuki out of disapproval. "Stupidity are for those who are not educated.." she coldly said to Mikazuki as she sat back down, her weapon not in sight as she still had her plasma pistol and chainsword on her body. "Some recaf please, Mathius," she asked as she sat there watching the denizens again.

"You don't know me, woman. You'd rather go around kneeling to some so-called Emperor who could care less about you claiming people are stupid than actually learn about people. So what if I never had education? I had to fight to survive, something I do for a real family that cares about the wellbeing of one another. Can you say the same about your Emperor?"

All she could do was give him a laugh with a stern look on her face. "You may have a loving family, but I had none until I met them. Especially Brother Ubba...And you are only digging a deeper grave for yourself," she said as she ignored the part about the Emperor until she had the right words.

"At least I believe in something. When you die, you have nothing but regret," she said coldly to him as she sat there, her legs crossed. Her eyes were locked on his as she wanted to make sure he knew his place in all realities.

"I have no regrets. I'll destroy whatever needs to be destroyed, kill whoever needs to be killed. And I'll still have my family, even as an orphan."

"Regrets? None?" she exclaimed as she thought on what he had said. "A orphan? Look at that...so am I," she said coldly as she sat there. "You and I might be alike...except worshipping something," she said as she thought back when she believed in nothing until she found her faith in the Emperor of Mankind.

She noticed Aleksandr sat down with a sigh as she shook her head. "Sorry, Lord General," she said as she stared at him.

" You are faultless Arpatia and are to be commended on defending the Emperor's name when it is slandered, but the divide in universes is evident here, hence holding any form of spite is truly pointless for the hostility serves no purpose, our universes are irrelevant to each other and divided by contexts, histories and settings so vastly independent from each other that there is no meaningful objective in drawing parallels other than to spurn vitriol and drive engagement that way. Our disinterest has been expressed, this is a tavern afterall, if engagement is not meaningful and approached from a perspective of mutual respect it grows pointless.

We have traded blows and uttered harsh things, but this is not the way it has to be, moving forward there should either be meaningful interaction or engagement or a lack thereof, I for one did not come to Trixie's to debate pointlessly about universes, I came because it was evident there were a few from our universe whom sought refuge. I think our part in this is not faultless, but why not aspire to bury the proverbial hatchet and move forwards, either by ourselves or to some degree of unison that does not involve mutual critique and accusation.

The demoness entered the bar, glancing around with a bewildered expression.
"Now this certainly isn't hell..." she muttered to herself, brow raised as she inspected the area.

"A bar, hm? I guess I can't complain."
Adriana strolled up to the bar, intending to order a drink.

"You are right, Lord General Aleksandr. I should have kept my words to myself. I will say one thing...That is we both are orphans. Might be for different reasons, but for whatever reason we made families with our respected universes. And you are right. I will make sure to watch my tongue next time even if it drives me to near..." she didn't finish her words only due to her wanting to say madness. If she said that, he may think of her otherwise. She didn't want him to think of her negatively.

"You are right. We should bury the hatchet," she shortly put it as she looked at Mikazuki for a second before looking back at Aleksandr. "If I do think of such words, I will just humor them for a moment before saying. Perhaps I can learn from Mikazuki even if he denies our faith in the Emperor. It is the will of the Emperor that I stay vigilant and also not judge least be judged by someone else," she put it flatly as she kept her eyes on the Lord General all the same.

She noticed the newcomer, Adriana, as she patted the chair next to her to sit down in it. "Don't be afraid...I don't bite," she said to Adriana as she wanted to be the first to greet the newcomer.

Adriana's gaze flicked towards Ami, a smirk forming across the demoness's lips. "You don't? What a shame, I prefer the feisty type."
She took the seat anyways, resting her chin on her knuckles as she continued to observe and listen to the other bar attendees, slowly piecing together what sort of place this was.

She smirked back as she said, "I would, but the Emperor does not permit such unlawful acts." She looked at Adriana as she said her name. "My name is Ami nice to meet you...Your name?" she asked as she looked to see where Mathius was. "Mathius will get what you desire. So a little patience is in order," she said with a smirk on her face. She wasn't normally the type, but this time around she didn't mind smirking at a newcomer.