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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/11/2016 6:18:50 AM
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[i]Darth Zaya sat at the lounge in courtyard B2. She had nothing better to do, so why not have a drink? Everything was going pretty well for once... Well, except for the annoying fool who was working the bar. He... Was a different story. He insisted she pay for a simple goddamn drink. She didn't feel like it.[/i]
"Hey... Gimme another one."
[b]"Alright. 5 bucks."[/b]
"How about I don't give you shit and in exchange, I let you live?"
[i]He hastily obeyed.[/i]
[spoiler]Open. Short post is short but I'm bored and lazy right now.[/spoiler]
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*You hear someone next to you chuckle slightly. The body belonging to the chuckle is an interesting sight. He has blazing crimson eyes, he is thin, just reaching 5'10. He has a plethora of knives on his back, and he has a vodka glass in his hand* Just pay the damn bartender
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*A strange cat/wolf creature over hears her and walks up, holding his arm out and stopping the man before he gives her the drink. He glares at her.* "You need to pay for that."
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"No... I don't. You, on the other hand, need to back the hell off before you get fried like chicken."
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"I don't think so. He needs money, that's why he has a job. Either pay, or no drinks." *He was only five feet tall and most of his face was covered in blue fur. He wore a slightly metallic duster and his long, fluffy tail came out of the back through a hole. Around his neck was an out-of-place looking collar made of swirling black fog.*
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"I have a better idea... Either get me my drink or you become fried chicken."
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"No." *He just stares at her, his bright green eyes starting to turn red. A bother cat/wolf creature walks up, but his fur is light grey with darker grey spots. He is wearing some sort of combat armor. His eyes are brown and he is about four inches taller than the first one. He touches the first one's collar, making it start glowing blue. They both stare at her intimidatingly.*
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[i]She looks unfazed, nearly bored.[/i] "You have until the count of three to leave. And you, waiter... You have ten seconds to get me the damn drink I asked for."
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*They don't move. The blue furred keeps the nervous waiter back while reaching towards the collar for some reason. The other one's eyes start glowing yellow.* "Pay or leave. I don't want people like you around here."
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"Five seconds."
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"So you're adding time? I said leave or pay."
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"No, I was talking to the waiter... Two seconds."
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"And we're talking to you. Pay or leave."
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"Time's up." [i]Lightning started cascading from her fingertips into the man, which sent him convulsing on the ground. He was dead not even five seconds later and looked like someone put him in a deep frier.[/i]
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*The second she raises her arm she is suddenly sent flying into a wall.* "We said, LEAVE NOW." *The blue furred one touches the base of his neck, causing a katana with a blade that gives off a white glow to appear. The other one is surrounded by an orange aura, his arm extended towards her.*
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[B]On his way back to you with the drink, he is stopped by a man.[/b] "She don't get anything" [b]The waiter nods and leaves, the man who had stopped him approaches you[/b] "Listen here newbie. You pay or you don't get any. That simple."
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"Really?" [i]Lightning starts crackling form her fingertips. It doesn't go after anything, instead just dancing about an inch away. The message was a silent one, but it was there.[/i]
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"damn straight." [b]The man clicked a button on some pad that was on his arm. Your powers suddenly stop[/b] "place is rigged with power suppression. Now pay or leave."
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[spoiler]Power suppression... On a force user... Am I the only one who doesn't see how this works.[/spoiler] "[i]I[/i] am not going anywhere. And this moron is getting my drink or I'm will personally lop his head off."
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[spoiler]Yeah. You are. Power suppression is power suppression. Even if it's the force because that's just an annoying excuse TBH Nothin against you or anything[/spoiler] [b]The man laughs as two bouncers come up[/b] "Get her out of here."
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"Really? These brutes the best you can do?" [i]She looks at them, unfazed, before looking back at the waiter.[/i] "You have 5 seconds to get me a goddamn drink." [i]Her voice was full of malice and her glare full of daggers.[/i]
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"He's not gonna get you shit til you pay."
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Edited by Jörmungandr: 9/11/2016 6:36:06 AM"Whatever." [i]She takes a Lightsaber from her belt and throws it to the other side of the room. The blade ejects in mid-air. The sabre has a boomerang effect and comes back to her, decapitating the waiter in the process.[/i] "What now?" [i]She has a look of boredom on her face.[/i]
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[b]The man looks unfazed.[/b] "Now you've -blam!-ing done it." [b]Before you could so much as blink, you are blown into the courtyard, rolling across the ground You come to a sudden halt, the man holding a blade at your throat[/b]
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[spoiler]Since she's out of the bar, I take it the suppressors aren't effecting her anymore?[/spoiler]
