"Relatable"
Eric sigh softly " This gal reminds me of my cousin Lisa " The male monster hunter thought to himself as he looks at Untrusted with a very worry look on his face
Roscoe then got up and flared his teeth as a warning. when he sets out for blood, its pretty much game over for whomever pissed him off. and he's about to get real pissed if somebody takes a step towards her and himself
" Okay and that dog reminds me of myself " Eric thought to himself in shock
" That reminds me of my dad sometimes when he really tired " Rose said as she being to munch on a apple slice
he sat back down with a curt huff. he continued to glare at the tenants in front of him before laying down, head laid on Untrust´s stomach
*As Ichigo returned to the bar with Umbra, she noticed the hell hound-like dog and hid behind Umbra. She thought her father really did send the dogs after her but after some examination from afar she realized it wasnt. She sighed, relief flowed through her.*
he chuckled lightly after what he saw on the battlefield the hellhound would need to hide from her much less her from it
*She looked up at Umbra and chuckled embarrassed.* "Got in a fight with the old man and he said he'd send the hounds after me before I came to help you... thought that was one of 'em." *She smiled slightly.*
Untrust sat up again, removing the hat from her face. when roscoe raised his head, they could see how much fur actually covered his body. he looked like a furball when he was laying down. so instead, he sat up. this dog was hella tall too. about as tall as Ichigo, only 2 inches shorter because 5ft was his exact height. his head turned to them and he bared his teeth for a second before returning to look at his owner, grabbing her by the back of her shirt and dragging her away from them, more so in the corner
I utterly adore this place. Such a good roleplay forum to experiment with characters. All hail Trixie and her lovely bar!
A middle-aged man stumbled into the bar, sword in-hand, which he quickly sheathed. He stumbled to a stool, sitting down and resting his head against the bar, clothing and armor stained with blood.
A middle-aged man stumbled into the bar, sword in-hand, which he quickly sheathed. He stumbled to a stool, sitting down and resting his head against the bar, clothing and armor stained with blood.
The shapeshifter was in his dog form for a few good seconds before shifting to his human form, brushing hair out of his face. he was sitting beside untrust, letting her rest on the side of him. he still had somewhat animalistic features like his long shaggy tail and his ears. it was pretty clear he was a shapeshifter, and that he wanted nobody near Untrust and himself. because he didn't want untrust to get hurt, nor did he want them to get hurt by Untrust
*Ichigo stretched with a slight grin. How long ago since I was on the battlefield? She shook her head and and observed the new people for a moment and than just sort of stared off into the distance, a barely noticeable purple haze came over her mismatched eyes.*
Rose smile softly at Ichigo knowing that she was back.
*Ichigo caught a glimpse of Rose and smiled with a little wave.*
Eric notice Leiws " Exsuce me Sri, but are you okay? "
He raised his head from the table and blinked twice, before looking over to Eric and mumbling.
"... yy- yeahhh... do I.. do I know you..?"
"... yy- yeahhh... do I.. do I know you..?"
*A 7ft tall and rather lanky woman is seen stumbling her way in, pale skinned with ocean blue hair and eyes. She seems to be wearing a pair of leather boots and a lovely dress, soon grabbing onto a nearby chair to balance herself. She then takes a seat down in one of the booths, taking a journal and pen out as she starts to write down something in it.*
*A strange figure lands down in front of the bar's entrance. As he raised himself from his not-so-graceful landing, he folded his two sets of charcoal gray wings in and ran his hand over his deep nay blue hair, slicking it back. His golden feathers, randomly placed, shined in the light of the bar, as did his ice blue eyes, though up close you would black 'cracks' on the outer ring of his iris. He smiled charmingly, and walked in, ducking down to fit his large wings through.*
Wani Noodle wrote:
*A 7ft tall and rather lanky woman is seen stumbling her way in, pale skinned with ocean blue hair and eyes. She seems to be wearing a pair of leather boots and a lovely dress, soon grabbing onto a nearby chair to balance herself. She then takes a seat down in one of the booths, taking a journal and pen out as she starts to write down something in it.*
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