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Oct 31, 2021 19:19:51 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2021 19:19:51 GMT -7
July 2025 Hags fever was in full force as the British Iles were quarantined from the rest of the world. That didn't stop the crew of the Jolley Rodger from finding their way in and out. It was an off day, and as usual, Ri had found his way into a pub. The pub clearly made for those in the magical world, which made the banished druid comfortable, but only just. Since his banishment, he had been in a constant state of drunkenness, and he was starting to feel the buzz waring off.
He wore his usual working boots, jeans, with a tight shirt, it being too warm for his usual leather jacket. He made his way to the bar, sitting down and ordering a highly alcoholic beverage. Once the glass was in front of him, he instantly downed it, calling for another one. "Don't stop." He said in a near threatening voice.
@maria
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Nov 1, 2021 20:23:49 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2021 20:23:49 GMT -7
July 2025 @cashel
Things had been a bit slow lately due to recent events. And slow was SO boring. Maria was itching for something to do. So, of course, she'd found herself at a magical pub. When looking for trouble why not start where people's inhibitions were the lowest. And Maria was definitely looking for a lot of trouble.
Maria glided into the pub, running a hand through her dark locks and as she let her gaze wander over the crowd. Of course, looking for someone of interest to keep her company. That was when she spotted him. The man at the bar. Heavily tattooed arms and even his neck. No doubt there much be tattoos under his shirt as well, considering the art she could see already. While she didn't have any tattoos herself she found them incredibly hot. Not to mention the man himself wasn't bad looking. Definitely had a wild, dangerous look about him. Just the sort of trouble she was looking for.
So, with the confidence that made Maria... well, Maria, she moved to the bar, smirking at a man that happened to stare as she past, before taking the barstool beside this stranger. She crossed her right left over the left, so that it hiked up her already quite short miniskirt. "I'll have the same as him," she told the bartender as she glanced over at the man out of the corner of her eye. She didn't even try to hide the fact that she was definitely checking him out.
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Nov 2, 2021 17:05:18 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2021 17:05:18 GMT -7
Ri wasn't necessarily in the mood for company. He easily wanted to raise his blood alcohol level and stager his way back to work. That was how he usually lived lately. He didn't notice the dark haired girl entering the location, he gazed into his glass as if it was his only true friend. The druid was well built and used his muscles as a crew man regularly. His body usually tense. He had been abandoned in this world by his kind, banished and left to fend for himself. He only lived to work on the pirate ship lead by Bjorn, the man that saved his life.
It wasn't long before someone sat next to him. He wasn't exactly in the mood to talk, he rarely was. He then glanced to the side to see a beautiful woman sitting next to him, ordering his same drink, possibly not knowing what it was. This wouldn't have been the first time a woman approached him based on his looks. He glanced over at the woman, noting the tight and short clothing that she chose to wear. He felt an instant attraction. She must be part veela. The girl had to know about her charm, and exactly how to use it. Well, he did want a distraction. He turned more to face her, taking another look, examining her perfectly posed figure. "You seem pretty confident." He said, with the slightest smirk on his lips. He spoke as if to question her intentions, while simultaneously knowing exactly where this was leading. Part Veela's rarely approached muscularly built, and tattooed strangers without the intention to see more.
@maria
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