Local Pub

@♦ Taylor Zakhar You got it.

@⚜ ♕ Emily Mei  Can I please apply the job as a barkeep?

OPEN

The pub was still closed when Tom and his boys decided to quench their thirst fill their rumbling bellies. A heavy bag of coins was tossed at the owner, an apology for making him served them early in the morning. It was their first time at the establishment hence it was the owner's first time seeing them as well.

"Welcome gentlemen," the man in his forties greeted with a smile, "I haven't seen you boys around. Judging from your outfits you look like, sailors."

Tom smiled, thumb brushing over the tip of his wooden cane. Not that he had trouble walking. He could walk just fine. He required one just so he could knock buffoons into better men, "pirates, my friend," he corrected, easing into his chair with a leg over the other, liking the decor of the place even though he couldn't see much of it properly since it was quite dark. They did stumble a few times while settling down. The only source of light were two oil lamps on the bar counter.

"Forgive me. Let me switch the lights on-"

"No need. Save your electricity," Tom waved his hand in dismissal, "we're actually training ourselves to see in the dark, aren't we lads?"

"Aye." They answered in unison.

"It would surely come in handy someday. You'll never know, right? You'll never know when life starts to become a crossed woman and throws you into a pitch black dungeon," The captain's hand was flailing about as he continued, "nobody likes a pitch black dungeon... Unless it's the ones, yeah?"

"Aye."

Confused, the owner decided to acknowledge Tom with a nod, "well you must be the captain then, Mr.?"

"You can call me Ellie. But only if you're partial to being flayed alive and having an angry pirate skip rope with your entrails. If not then, call me Tom Hardy." Tipping his head, Tom smiled at the now horrified man, then proceeded to reassure him in a soft gentle voice, "don't worry, we're not savages - well, sometimes we are but most times, we're not. Only if we're pissed to the brim and have our brains poke with sausages, "he guffed, "anyway mister, please get us some food and drinks. Thank you."

The man scurried into the kitchen, fetching them whatever food he had left in the pantry, hoping it would be enough. There were bread, cheese, some fruits, tomato and mushroom soups enough to satiate their hunger. In the dark, the pirates were struggling to eat their meal. Tom had to find the bowl of the spoon with his tongue each time. But it was nothing they couldn't manage. They cleaned everything up and stayed for a little longer. It was still too early to have their brains make poor judgements so they opted for root beers.

[sorry for even later reply...]

As he kept mumbling the words "stop" "please" "forgive me", Yoonjung watched him full of empathy and began caressing his forehead, upon that, she can see flashes of dream he had, it was terrible even when she can't see it clearly. Not long after, a faint ray of light shone through her palm as she was blessing Youngbae's dream, making all the nightmares goes away. she smiled as she sees the latter had stopped struggling in his sleep and finally calmed down. She continued treating his wound before leaving the man to sleep in peace.

(PAYROLL NOT APPLICABLE)

@† Sandara Park {H} "Ayya!" I yelp slightly, rubbing the sore, newly formed bruise on my arm. "Eh, is that how you vamps say thank you in your country? I imagine a bit more gratitude and appreciation for sticking my neck out on the line would result in a free pint inside next." My face sours, looking over at you." I took a moment to see that the only occupants in here were you, me, and your staff remaining. "There was no danger. I'm offended you think me, the great skyborne pirate captain Kwon Jiyong would have the accuracy of some wet-behind-the-ears pup Lass." I puff out my chest, displaying a proud expression of my marksmanship. "Have a little faith. Thanks to me, you're safe, your workers are safe, and your place of business is well intact." I took a moment to examine myself, ensuring all of me was intact. "And I'm doing well; you're traumatized customer. But thanks for asking." I say, shrugging my shoulders to give you a peeved look. "I wonder what would happen, Lass, if the word got out to the Central Circuit that an innocent customer was put in harm's way on their way home from your establishment. What then, my dear vamp, would you do, eh?"

@☾ Kwon Jiyong Thousands of thoughts runs in my head. One of them is glad that everyone inside the pub is safe as I saw my employees sighing in relief. I bite my lip concluding you have a brass attitude like a knight in shining armour yet so proud of almost escalating the situation. “Lass?” Eyes wide in disbelief. A solid punch landed on your arm. “Idiot. You could’ve put everyone in here in danger. We could’ve resolved it without pulling your gun.”

@〄 Choi San The tinkers shifted through the crowd. Daesung compresses his large form inward as much as possible as if walking on a tightrope. Daesung offers polite smiles to gawking patrons hoping his present remains unnoticed. He had a long, discouraging day at work, and the last thing he wanted to conclude his day was a bar fight that escalated as a result of miscommunication. It wouldn't be his first black eye from such an event. Once he successfully managed to press himself through the thicket of the crowd, he found an empty bench and laid his books and blueprints across the table. The cloak removed came as a much-needed reprieve from being bundled up through the storm. Unsteady hands reach out to the table to bring the lantern closer to illuminate the stretches before home as he shifts his bum from left to right, resting comfortably. The waitress stalks by asking for his order—the mute scribbles on his notepad for a Seaside scale ale. An appreciative nod is gifted to the waitress as she rushes to fetch his order. At that moment, Daesung felt an unfamiliar pair of eyes watching him.

/wanders in and stares at the prettily illuminated ceiling in awe

@† Lee Soohyuk When Soohyuk approaching the bar was only minutes before Jeremy settled down, but only when the vampire sat down does he finally notice that this was the person who caught his attention earlier. At first, he didn't remember who that was but and inking feeling make him rethink about all his past. Soon enough, a specific and special person appeared, someone that was the cause of his failed love trial. One of the reason why he has been injured for centuries. His heart ache as the reminder but he can't show any emotions even though knowing that the man wouldn't remember him, or specifically, remember his other self since anything related to him was heavily locked up inside the other man's memories. And those memories can only be unlocked by Jeremy and no one else as it was a sacred magic belong to his clan that used his blood, flesh, a part of his soul and majority of his power to place a seal on anything related to him, or her, in the other man's mind.

Jeremy eyes can't help to glance toward Soohyuk constantly, it has been so long since he last saw the other man. Though, not as long as when Soohyuk was turned into this creature who fed on blood to survive. He has come visited the other man many times, however, he didn't come close and only watching the other man far away because his soul would tries to pull that strand of soul that was use to seal soohyuk's memories. It would cause seal to loosen up each time which till this day it shouldn't and hasn't as he has never came so close to Soohyuk like he has at this moment. However, he wasn't sure if this distant between them would cause the vampire to have the seal loosen slightly now, or later. He didn't wanted to move and aroused suspicion as well as, he wanted to see the other up close since it happen that they came across each other like this. Though, he know that even if the man gained some memories due to the seal being loosened, Soohyuk wouldn't be able to connect the dot between that woman he married to and him of now, or even the fact that Soohyuk has never knew about Jeremy being a magical being before he seal away the man's memories. Nor the fact that he didn't need to appear before Soohyuk to seal the his husband's memories and only need to give the seal to someone to put it on the vampire.

Jeremy tried to control himself and stop stealing glance at the vampire so much while he took small sip of the beverage he has been having so far. The grain made alcoholic drink was soon taken affect as he hasn't notice how much small sip he has been having ever since his eyes landed on Soohyuk. So by the time that he notice there isn't anymore left in the bottle he was given to drink, he realize he has drunk more than needed to warm up his body and also drunk the amount he planned to leave for many days later. He stood up and paid for the drink and found himself dizzy from being intoxicated but he would have to leave. He can't stay with the other man too long, even if without him removing he seal, a loosen seal still isn't ideal. Not to mention, a loosen seal on a powerful being, one who is much stronger compare to his current state can easily break it forcefully. That would cause the seal to backfire on him, but he didn't care that would be the case, he worry that if it backfire, he would get injured here and Soohyuk might, even with a small chance, connect the dots.

@❦ Jeremy Xu Lee Soohyuk was wandering through his village, which he had previously called home. He immediately knew he was in a dream state as this would've been the first or last time he's had this happen to him. After being transformed into a vampire, parts of his previous life as a human have been lost. Especially after having found bits and pieces throughout his research and from his first mentor after his transformation had told him. Of course, his mentor had lied to him in the past but there were some truths to what he was told, such as him being a ruler of his people as well as being married to his childhood lover. This is the part that has been haunting him for years, he keeps having these reoccurring dreams of her making an appearance but he could never see her face, even while facing her. Over the years he began to gain control of his dreams asking the villagers about who his wife is or as he likes to call her, the faceless woman, but every time he tries to find any information about who this woman is, it's almost as if she never existed. Even though it was said that she had killed herself before he died and became a vampire, he still can't help but wonder who she was.

After going about his day he decided to go for a walk, something was leading him to the local pub. He followed his intuition and entered the place, unfamiliar with it, he scanned the room for a bar. Usually, he would prefer drinking alone without others around him but he couldn't ignore that gut feeling. A shiver went down his spine as if he was being watched by someone, this was an uncomfortable feeling which he quickly shook off and sat around the bar just one seat away from another male. He ordered his favorite wine mixed with blood from the bartender and as he looked at the man sitting across from him, that shiver and goosebumps he had felt earlier came back again. Now he's curious as to who the other man was and while he had this feeling about him. He turned to face the bartender again as his drink was placed in front of him. He sighed lightly before taking a sip of his bloody wine. So many questions started poping about up in his mind, is this a coincidence?

@დ Kang Daesung San was busy checking through some photos and clips he has captured throughout his shift at the prison today when he noticed a cloaked figure enter the pub. It was still kind of odd for San at times to see people in cloaks and covered in different layers of clothing which were a little unfamiliar to San. The cyborg enjoyed wearing suits and techwear more often than not, and even today, he wore clothing different to those around him.
San's eyes followed the figure who looked a little disheveled from the undoubtedly strong winds outside. Curious, he thought.

[] think of this underneath
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and this jacket on top
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@〄 Choi San The tinker pulls the cloak closer to him, bracing against the gusting winds. The alleyway is empty, leaving only traces of debris and loss of newspaper articles tumbling about. Dark clouds swivel overall, and a crack of lighting whips across the sky. A warning that an impending storm threatens to approach. The sound of his boots meeting the cobblestones muffled against the gusting breeze. Relief claims him when he finally reaches the shelter of the Local Pub. His palm lays flat on the wooden frames, and he pushes to be greeted by the gleaming of flames from the fireplace and the smell of oil-burning lamps. The Pub was full of other refugees seeking shelter from the storm. It was no surprise that he would be extended reading for Daesung. He would've been more grateful for the storm had he known he would receive cliff notes and secrets even books didn't contain.

@დ Kang Daesung San strolled into the bar, whistling a random melody as he made his way over to the bar. He greeted the bartender and ordered a drink for himself, waiting patiently before taking the drink and finding an empty table in the corner to sit at. He sighed as he sat down and stretched his neck this way and that. It had been an unusually busy day at the prison and it truly put his strength to work. He sipped on his drink happily though, very much worth it after all of those shenanigans.

@† Sandara Park "Dats right, you damn scoundrels, you betta pack ya and flee!" I shout, watching the backs of the men disappear through the door one by one. I turn the pistol in hand twice before hostler it. Confusion stirs within me when I get the unsettling feeling that the barkeep owner I so bravely saved was not pleased with my good deed. "What?" I open my hand with a shoulder shrugs, wondering what your deal was. "Is there something wrong there, Lass? Oh~" I pause when it occurs to me that you may be so stunned you don't know how to thank me. Or maybe you were just shocked by how gorgeous Central's best and most talented Airship pirate Kwon Jiyong is more handsome in person."No worries, Lass, there is no need to thank me." I wave my head, looking away with modestly running my fingers through my here. "It's a pirate life for my love, but it's all in a day's work."

"One beer, and your refill is coming right up sweetheart." Flashing a smile he winked at the young man, setting the beer down in front of his...colleague? Friend? Horrible blind date? The man had been ordering beer after beer, and was well on his way to faced while his partner had been steadily sipping on water for the past two hours. He might have felt bad, but that would require him to care beyond what he was paid for. He was paid to smile and serve drinks, if the kid needed a ear to listen he could find his way to Infirmary, that copy got paid to listen to people moan about their problems.

@† Sandara Park (Uuuuugh ^^ lol)

The Hybrid didn’t visibly look like anything special or out of the ordinary, luckily his hair and the almost cyberpunk goggles on his head helped hide the special gem embedded into his head. He had swatted down to get a better look at the boiler, taking off a few bits from the inside of a small compartment unknown to “most who don’t know boiler” and tinkered with it using a small tool from his belt he wore. He was listening to her of course. While he followed her down her he did take note of her appearance, aside from her seemingly perfect facial features her figure to him was graceful. So as he continued checking another piping that was connected to the large boiler he had to stand and outstretch himself a bit as he fixed what looked like a crack in the copper pipe, using a special *copper tape* he created himself and mended the pipe. It seems to almost melt into place. He didn’t use his “magic” visibly but he found ways to make interesting gadgets or parts himself that worked. He definitely could open his own business properly…

He looked back to her giving his full attention this time as he stood messing with a tool on his belt.

“I been doing this since I was 16… but now I’m also an airship mechanic… I moved here a year ago, which might explain why you haven’t seen me before, but I was on an airship recently for the past 5 months and had just arrived back.”

@† Lee Soohyuk Jeremy step into the pub with a annoyed sighs. He often do not enjoy the taste of alcoholic beverage as much as his favorite drink, tea. However, his stash of liquor ran out so he went in here to start the day with a glass of such fermented drink to warm up his body from the cold weather. Tugging the cloak that laid over his shoulders, closing it around him as he made his way toward the bar, his eyes glance around with observance eyes, something he used to do throughout his long time of living. His sight caught a familiar silhouette but when he look again, he didn't notice who that was the cause of it. He though he might have mistaken and decide to leave it out of his mind as he focus on moving to the bar instead. Once taken a seat on it, he order a bottle of WuLiangYe and surprised to find they do carry such beverage here. He thought such wasn't available but suppose he was wrong.

As he receive the bottle and given a cup to use in drinking it, he pour a cup full and pick up the vessel, taking in the scent of it before taking of the liquid inside in small sip, enjoying the flavor that it bring before hissing at the burning after taste. However, it warm his body up slowly, and he give a small sighs in relieve, that is such a good feeling to feel warm that cover his mortal vessel, although no longer need to possess this body and use his immortal one, yet he choose not to leave it just yet. For a reason that only he knew.

Continues to enjoy the beverage with small sip, enjoy the warmth it brough to him, he turn away from the bar to gaze at the people around him once more. That bugging sight from earlier hasn't dismissed from his mind yet. It was so familiar, like someone he has met before in the past yet he can't seem to recall it. He want to make sure once more by looking around, to check the surrounding once more to see if he caught the familiar silhouette like earlier. This time, he took slower glance to look at each person.

@☾ Kwon Jiyong “Sandara, are you alright?” One of the female employees running towards me, holding my hand while the thugs diverted their attentions towards you. I nodded to assure her that I’m safe since we’ve had worse scenario than this. A brawl is the usual highlight of the night. Drunken men or women with short fuse getting in all sorts of silly fights. However this one is different since a pistol is involved. I glared at you, fearing for the worse when a ringing sound pierced my ear. A loud bang. I watched the bullet almost hit the man. I cursed under my breath when the men huffed and puffed, he didn’t appreciate it. “Come on. Let’s go. It’s not worth it.” One of his friends pulled the man away, dragging him out as they feared for their lives.

My jaw hang open, looking straight at you. “What was that?”

@† Sandara Park Amused eyes study the posse of thugs pushing past you, but the one particular was the man whose shirt I damaged. The most bemusing smile stage my lips as he approached me with a few more unfriendly swears. The man breaks a glass on top of a table, pointing it towards me. My drunken half-lidded eyes, the glass leaning over to the threat bopping the sharpest part of the glass. "Oh so so sharp," I shake a dramatic hand the blood from my fingers and down the barrel of my undead rifle. "Didn't mummy ever teach you to get it's not polite to take so unruly in the presence of a lady?" I say hypocritically, patiently waiting for the first man to jump, and just like clockwork, he leaps for me.

Bang! Bang!

I blew a one-shot between the man's legs and another through his trouser, barely missing his unborn child. "Damn, you're lucky your trouser is breathable. I nearly missed." I say, still displaying a playful smile in their direction. "Nearly," Using my index figure to prop the hard above my eyes, I grin pleasantly, pleased to see a horrified expression on the grown men's faces. "Be gone, gents. For the next one will be no warning." The pleasantries aside, my presentation remains menacing, purposely flashing amber orbs.

( open )

it has been days since she ever talk to anyone, sooyoung has been pretty down. the fact that the reality is going on ahead of her, the fact that she's already a demon because of her obsessiveness of taking her body back and now joy just almost ruined some of her ties with anyone. she's now at a local pub, drinking beer as she drown her loneliness. sooyoung doesn't know what to do with joy making anyone nice to sooyoung turn away from them. she drinks another bottle as she was in one stool alone, "dammit joy, why you have to keep making my life hard? we already agreed in our contract." she muttered as she saw the reflection of the mirror beside her with joy sitting beside her, 'i don't know, maybe i couldn't keep my hands into my pockets. besides, the fox boy doesn't even care about you.' then joy laughs which sooyoung tsked and shouts all of a sudden, "shut it!" then suddenly realized that she's making a bit of a ruckus before returning to her usual position, already embarrassing herself towards everyone. "at least i got the upper hand to put you on a leash." sooyoung muttered and drinks the beer again.

@♅ Go Yoon Jung [sorry for the late replies..]

Her mumbling innate words of kindness went pass over his head as darkness overcame his soul. A memory immediately followed. The night he found himself imprisoned unknown to anyone but his captor. A vague of image of the tremendous suffering his body went through in the hands of the man possessed by a spiteful spirit. Youngbae in his slumber, twists and turn unaware that the good woman is tending on his wound. He kept mumbling the words "stop" "please" "forgive me" as beads of sweat occur on his forehead. He kept moving his limbs as if swatting away flies. "Go away. Please, let me go."

@⚜ Gabriel Avalos (hehehe...same here)

"Hmm...." She hummed in deep thought, tapping her finger against her chin. Despite being around for a long time, there's some sort of missing details about how long old the pub has been. "I just recently got it. I guess I should have renovated it when I bought it. But it was in good condition when I took over the place. If I'm not mistaken, roughly 2- 3 years?" Sandara replied checking out the man then realised the state of the basement. Few broken chairs lying around, kegs of beers and empty cardboards were scattered everywhere. A flash of pink tint visible on her cheeks. "How embarrassing" She thought and reminded herself to do a general cleaning after this. "So how long have you been doing this work?"

@☾ Kwon Jiyong A gasp escaped my lips once the swooshing sound of bullet passed me and through the man's shirt. The man let go of my wrist so I had a good look at you and the group of men who were now enraged. One of the men, stepped forward swearing, demanding an answer or apology from you. Seeing that my employees are nervous as their pounding hearts reached my ears, I turned to the men and said, "Alright. Let's all be civil about this. How about leave your details and I'll even give you a discount next time you're here, Eh? Sounds great?" I kept telling them but the men seemed more interested about you.

@☾ Dong Youngbae She smiled. "Yeah, or you'll face the same fate" yoonjung carefully escorted him in the midst of busy road. she looked at the mentioned bench and back at him. "and what, for your wound to heal itself?" shaking her head, she brought him further. "we are going to another side of the city" she turned to the half-conscious man in her arms when she realises he already passed out. uhm.. okay, she looked around to see if there is any presence of humans with them. As they were now away from the main street, she confirmed that they are safe from any witnesses to what she's about to do. Her torso tensed and emerged from her a pair of forelimbs that bears large feathers on her back. She picked up the latter in bridal style and began flapping her white wings, taking both of them off grounds.

Mid air, she heard mumbles from him which she's not too sure what is it about. they soon landed in quite a rural area. Yoonjung bring the unconscious man into a hut where she built it herself for whenever she came down to earth. she lay him down and took some cloth and boil some water to tend to his wound. she went out not so far from the hut to gather herbs and once she got enough of them, the herbs are crushed to form some kind of paste and she carefully clean his wounds before putting the medicine on the cuts.

@† Sandara Park “So how you bought this place? Do you know how old it actually is?”
He always wanted to know things about the building if he was hired to work on something, aside from an airship at least. Even if she didn’t have much to say about it he asked anyway. Following her to the downstairs boiler room, judging by the looks it seemed this place was a tad old but it was holding up well. “Mostly seems you keep it up regardless of the boiler. Alright let me what I’m working with and I’ll be down here then.” His voice wasn’t anything to notice but he always spoke clearly, well except when drunk. Though when he saw the owner he couldn’t deny he at least would spot a drink or two afterwards.

(Boop replied~ finally haha)

@† Sandara Park A bullet shoots through the sleeve of the man’s shirt. Flipping my revolver back into my side saddle, I stretch my arms above my head, continuing to approach you, the man, and his crew. A nosy relieving dog-like yawn and a pop of my spine sent a pleasant vibration through me. “Now that will be enough of that, gents.” I pointed a lazy finger in their direction. Picking a half drank bottle of the mead from a table, drinking the contents. “The lady said she’s closed, and we bets take the party elsewhere, lads.” I let out a loud burp, revibrated off the walls, and placed the empty bottle on the table. “Shows over mates.”

@♅ Go Yoon Jung If only he didn't lose all of his abilities then the woman wouldn't be dragged in his business. The powerless wolf glanced, catching the side profile of the beautiful being holding him up. Her confidence striking in a way that is comforting. However, the wolf's sank when the brute men suggested such disgusting ordeal. Burdens of shame washed away Youngbae's self-esteem because if the woman got hurt then it will be on his conscience. "You should go." Youngbae told the woman but it took him by surprise. A grown man crying in excruciating pain deafened the talking crowd. The bone sticking from the man's thick forearm had him tremble in unknown fear. He didnt say a word but stole a glance at the woman who single-handedly caused a permanent damage on the scarred man. He is not a healer or a doctor but he knows that the man will definitely lose a limb.

"Remind me not to be on your bad side." Youngbae managed to tell the woman. He is being ushered out of the pub. He winced to see the daylight hit his face despite barely seeing the images surrounding him. His head throbbing and his body aching. Across the street he saw a bench. "Hey, miss. I think i'mma pass out soon. How about leave me on that bench so you can go on your way?" The egotistic wolf proclaimed.

@☾ Dong Youngbae She can feel that the man she’s helping are close to passing out due to the impact he has been taking. Anymore of this going he definitely going to die. Or suffer a non reversable effect. She let his body weight fall onto her as she wrapped her arm around his waist for support.

The scarred man suddenly touch her and and the rest separating them by force. Upon her shoulders down to her arm being touched by the low life, yoonjung cracked her jaw and stared intensely at him. The lewd talk made her scoffed and she breaks into a quite laugh. She started to smile at him.”Me as payment? Awh.. but what to do, i decided to give you something more than that”. Smiling still, she put her hand over the gruesome creature’s that hold her and easily break it apart. Then crush them like some biscuit she had this morning. Causing his bone sticking out from his thick forearm which drive the latter scream in pain probably loud enough for the whole street to hear. She then continue to smile at the rest causing them to slowly, fearly step away. They wont have much choices seeing their leader writhing in pain on the floor. Tho that will heal later. It will take great length of time and energy for that. She then turn to the injured man and pick him up again. “Told ya you don’t know who you are messing with” she smirked at their horrified faces as she carry him out from the pub.

@♅ Go Yoon Jung Whoever stepped in to save his is either power or an idiot that’s what Youngbae thought when the woman told them to leave. “Oh curse the heavens.” Youngbae mumbled between breaths, his tender torso only constricting his lungs to expand or deflate. The sharp pain travels from there then up towards his spine. “You—-should…” A blurry vision of the woman pan into his view. He wanted to tell her not to interfere because he knows these men are hoodlums. “I-i’m fine. But please…they’ll hurt you too—-“ Her hand against his bruised cheek gentle but he winced from the contact. How much beating did he allowed himself to be subjected to? He lost count after someone got him right up his jaw.

He realised that the good woman was trying to help him stand up, and groaning, Youngbae forces himself to not make this hard. He managed not to stumble backwards and hang onto the woman.

“Hang on. You can’t just take him like that.” The man with the scar on his face, dared touch her shoulder. The other men with him, blocking their way. “We’re not done with him. But if you really want to help him, maybe you can be his payment instead.”