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He looked at them for a moment before taking some bread and steak straps. "Thank you," he politely said as he went quiet again. It was because he was keeping a watch over other people in the tavern.

Nicki sits at a booth, fiddling around with her bass guitar.

Lockon, in Lockon fashion, is fiddling with a gun, or really, what is probably the Celestial Beings issued caseless handgun, making sure all the parts work, because a good gun is one that works.

"Welcome to Trixie's"

"Oh hey. I've been here before, you know. I guess you never noticed me. I'm Nicki."

"It's probably been a while. I get a lot of people that come here"

"Yeah. Patron turnover is high at a multiversal nexus bar, huh?"

"Still better than that cheap imitation of Marshal Zhukov, and even then, I don't care about the Red Army."

He takes a bite of the food as he looked at the occupants and even Mathius. "What about that Ami girl?" he asked as he looked to see where she was. And when he didn't see her, he just simply did a shrug of his shoulders.

Apollo was wiping down tables and picking up empty glasses, humming to himself as he completed the task. He was wearing noticably better clothing than usual. The alien now seemed to work at the bar.

He looks at the new occupant as he sighed. He got up and walked into the shadows of the bar as though he dissolved into the darkness of the place. For now, Blaze had exit the building without a word. Not even a hint where he had gone. All anyone knew he had left the tavern to go do something else in the meantime.

I've noticed ragebaiting and uncalled remarks are a bit of a trend for you and I'd suggest to not engage with my character since we clearly have no stake in roleplaying or writing with each other which makes these interactions irrelevant and a little toxic.

I'll admit my part in fanning the flames, but moving forward Ace, I don't have anything against you, I respect you but I think we should just keep to ourselves if we can't foster positive interactions, we have no shared interests and we don't interact. I don't talk about your characters or you in general and I think it's just usual courtesy that the same is done.

I think as adults its prudent to move on. I'm saying these things as an appeal to reason and to make it clear that your remarks on someone else's character especially someone you don't roleplay or write with and have no personal interaction with aren't warranted.

I hope you'll come to respect this and I won't have to block you, but if it comes to that and I find you're still going around talking about my characters in general, I am going to escalate this to the mods.

Who came in next was a woman clad in dark armor and a helmet covering her face with the visor down which only showed her glowing purple eyes. Her armor was tattered a little from where she had gone as she took off her helmet and held it between her side and her arm as she looked at Mathius. "Hello...Mathius..." came the familiar voice of Ami Greystorm. She had found out she had been blood related to Ubba Greystorm, making her adopt his last name to bind them together forever. She examined the tavern since she had been gone through the Chaos warp for a while, her eyes locked on a new stranger with red hair and skin tight black outfit. "Hello..." she softly said to the newcomer as she walked to a chair to sit down. Usually she would drink recaf, but not today. Her mood was sour and she probably wasn't the type to talk to at the moment.

For a moment he stopped to stare at Natalia. For some reason, the woman seemed oddly familiar. was it someone he'd seen on TV or in a movie?..

He shook his head, returning his attention back to wiping the tables. His mind was probably just playing tricks on him.

She kept her eyes as she watched the newcomer walk to the table she was sitting at. She knew there were many people of different universes would come and mingle. So her coming here was not unusual to Ami. Sitting there, she looked across the table at Natalia as she looked around for Mathius to serve Natalia and her.

"This place?" she said confused as she had been quiet when she said it. "Trixie's Tavern. It's where different people of different universes come together and mingle together..." she said in response to Natalia's question. She looked back at Natalia as though she had been a friend her entire life, but then her eyes shifted a bit to being slightly cold and distant. It was noticeable that she was either not in the mood for chat or she had been in a sour mood but was able to chat a little regardless on how she felt at the time.

(Hey. Welcome to the living.)