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 Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 5:18 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 5:29 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 12:27 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 8:01 am
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Ravagraid Mortella Ravagraid /walks around over the ceiling and looks about. Mortella almost doesn't notice as she takes a moment to look up all of the hair on the back of her neck standing on end as she bats just out of reach with her thick tiger paws "******** class="clear"> Looking at the girl, he grumbled and shook his head. "Oh my, how rude, I'm more then sure you don't even give spiders reactions like that."
Giving her an annoyed look before dropping down, he huffed and extended a hand. "Ravagraid...err..pleasure to meet you.."
The looming eight foot tall tigress does her best to shake off the feeling of unease. "Sorry I thought you were one of those xenomorphic aliens out to get me again...we have had wierdnessin the past. Sorry for my over reaction" she said as she bowed her head in apology.
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Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 8:21 am
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Mortella Ravagraid Mortella Ravagraid /walks around over the ceiling and looks about. Mortella almost doesn't notice as she takes a moment to look up all of the hair on the back of her neck standing on end as she bats just out of reach with her thick tiger paws "******** class="clear"> Looking at the girl, he grumbled and shook his head. "Oh my, how rude, I'm more then sure you don't even give spiders reactions like that."
Giving her an annoyed look before dropping down, he huffed and extended a hand. "Ravagraid...err..pleasure to meet you.." The looming eight foot tall tigress does her best to shake off the feeling of unease. "Sorry I thought you were one of those xenomorphic aliens out to get me again...we have had wierdnessin the past. Sorry for my over reaction" she said as she bowed her head in apology.
His eyes a little bit above hers as they were closely matched in heigh, he nodded and cracked his neck, looking at his tail and back.
"Well I guess the bright green on black, and the body build don't help all that much, so you're pardoned."
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Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 9:23 am
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Ravagraid Mortella Ravagraid Mortella Ravagraid /walks around over the ceiling and looks about. Mortella almost doesn't notice as she takes a moment to look up all of the hair on the back of her neck standing on end as she bats just out of reach with her thick tiger paws "******** class="clear"> Looking at the girl, he grumbled and shook his head. "Oh my, how rude, I'm more then sure you don't even give spiders reactions like that."
Giving her an annoyed look before dropping down, he huffed and extended a hand. "Ravagraid...err..pleasure to meet you.." The looming eight foot tall tigress does her best to shake off the feeling of unease. "Sorry I thought you were one of those xenomorphic aliens out to get me again...we have had wierdnessin the past. Sorry for my over reaction" she said as she bowed her head in apology. His eyes a little bit above hers as they were closely matched in heigh, he nodded and cracked his neck, looking at his tail and back.
"Well I guess the bright green on black, and the body build don't help all that much, so you're pardoned."
Mortella turned her attention to drying out a glass tumbler. "It's not paranoia if it's true. For a long time I have been battling with a faction know as the 'Cowspiricy'. I digress. I should not mix my work life with my off work life." She looked back to him "So what can I help you with?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 3:00 pm
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Mortella Ravagraid Mortella Ravagraid Mortella Ravagraid /walks around over the ceiling and looks about. Mortella almost doesn't notice as she takes a moment to look up all of the hair on the back of her neck standing on end as she bats just out of reach with her thick tiger paws "******** class="clear"> Looking at the girl, he grumbled and shook his head. "Oh my, how rude, I'm more then sure you don't even give spiders reactions like that."
Giving her an annoyed look before dropping down, he huffed and extended a hand. "Ravagraid...err..pleasure to meet you.." The looming eight foot tall tigress does her best to shake off the feeling of unease. "Sorry I thought you were one of those xenomorphic aliens out to get me again...we have had wierdnessin the past. Sorry for my over reaction" she said as she bowed her head in apology. His eyes a little bit above hers as they were closely matched in heigh, he nodded and cracked his neck, looking at his tail and back.
"Well I guess the bright green on black, and the body build don't help all that much, so you're pardoned." Mortella turned her attention to drying out a glass tumbler. "It's not paranoia if it's true. For a long time I have been battling with a faction know as the 'Cowspiricy'. I digress. I should not mix my work life with my off work life." She looked back to him "So what can I help you with?"
"Can't say there's anything I require help with, but a drink'd be nice. Or I could fake needing directions to the restroom or something." Smiling with his eyes closed, he nodded and then proceeded to scratch the side of his head.
"A glass tumbler huh...looks like a bad choice in bar material to me, pretty, but not exactly durable or healthy.."
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Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 10:52 am
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Ravagraid Mortella Ravagraid Mortella Ravagraid Looking at the girl, he grumbled and shook his head. "Oh my, how rude, I'm more then sure you don't even give spiders reactions like that."
Giving her an annoyed look before dropping down, he huffed and extended a hand. "Ravagraid...err..pleasure to meet you.." The looming eight foot tall tigress does her best to shake off the feeling of unease. "Sorry I thought you were one of those xenomorphic aliens out to get me again...we have had wierdnessin the past. Sorry for my over reaction" she said as she bowed her head in apology. His eyes a little bit above hers as they were closely matched in heigh, he nodded and cracked his neck, looking at his tail and back.
"Well I guess the bright green on black, and the body build don't help all that much, so you're pardoned." Mortella turned her attention to drying out a glass tumbler. "It's not paranoia if it's true. For a long time I have been battling with a faction know as the 'Cowspiricy'. I digress. I should not mix my work life with my off work life." She looked back to him "So what can I help you with?" "Can't say there's anything I require help with, but a drink'd be nice. Or I could fake needing directions to the restroom or something." Smiling with his eyes closed, he nodded and then proceeded to scratch the side of his head.
"A glass tumbler huh...looks like a bad choice in bar material to me, pretty, but not exactly durable or healthy.."
"It is for taste. " She said holding the glass to the light. "it makes for a cleaner fresher flavor with mixed drinks. As opposed to mint drinks they taste better in copper or brass cups." She angled her ears forward "So what is your poison?" |
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Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 10:21 pm
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Mortella Ravagraid Mortella Ravagraid Mortella Ravagraid Looking at the girl, he grumbled and shook his head. "Oh my, how rude, I'm more then sure you don't even give spiders reactions like that."
Giving her an annoyed look before dropping down, he huffed and extended a hand. "Ravagraid...err..pleasure to meet you.." The looming eight foot tall tigress does her best to shake off the feeling of unease. "Sorry I thought you were one of those xenomorphic aliens out to get me again...we have had wierdnessin the past. Sorry for my over reaction" she said as she bowed her head in apology. His eyes a little bit above hers as they were closely matched in heigh, he nodded and cracked his neck, looking at his tail and back.
"Well I guess the bright green on black, and the body build don't help all that much, so you're pardoned." Mortella turned her attention to drying out a glass tumbler. "It's not paranoia if it's true. For a long time I have been battling with a faction know as the 'Cowspiricy'. I digress. I should not mix my work life with my off work life." She looked back to him "So what can I help you with?" "Can't say there's anything I require help with, but a drink'd be nice. Or I could fake needing directions to the restroom or something." Smiling with his eyes closed, he nodded and then proceeded to scratch the side of his head.
"A glass tumbler huh...looks like a bad choice in bar material to me, pretty, but not exactly durable or healthy.." "It is for taste. " She said holding the glass to the light. "it makes for a cleaner fresher flavor with mixed drinks. As opposed to mint drinks they taste better in copper or brass cups." She angled her ears forward "So what is your poison?"
Mostly mixing drinks, in a modernised style. I agree that certain drinks are supposed to be drank with certain types of cups, but shakers and tumblers should be of the more uniform kind, since they shouldn't be allowed to account for taste. And you simply can't use half a dozen different kinds in any well running decent paced bar.
Looking at her , he chuckled and then shook his head.
"It's been ornate drinks all over, but a classless vodka-redbull, with red vodka, that is, has always been my favorite." |
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 6:51 am
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Ravagraid Mortella Ravagraid Mortella Ravagraid His eyes a little bit above hers as they were closely matched in heigh, he nodded and cracked his neck, looking at his tail and back.
"Well I guess the bright green on black, and the body build don't help all that much, so you're pardoned." Mortella turned her attention to drying out a glass tumbler. "It's not paranoia if it's true. For a long time I have been battling with a faction know as the 'Cowspiricy'. I digress. I should not mix my work life with my off work life." She looked back to him "So what can I help you with?" "Can't say there's anything I require help with, but a drink'd be nice. Or I could fake needing directions to the restroom or something." Smiling with his eyes closed, he nodded and then proceeded to scratch the side of his head.
"A glass tumbler huh...looks like a bad choice in bar material to me, pretty, but not exactly durable or healthy.." "It is for taste. " She said holding the glass to the light. "it makes for a cleaner fresher flavor with mixed drinks. As opposed to mint drinks they taste better in copper or brass cups." She angled her ears forward "So what is your poison?" Mostly mixing drinks, in a modernised style. I agree that certain drinks are supposed to be drank with certain types of cups, but shakers and tumblers should be of the more uniform kind, since they shouldn't be allowed to account for taste. And you simply can't use half a dozen different kinds in any well running decent paced bar.
Looking at her , he chuckled and then shook his head.
"It's been ornate drinks all over, but a classless vodka-redbull, with red vodka, that is, has always been my favorite."
Mortella nodded "Personal taste usually superceeds any thing else. I prefer some very unusual home made drinks with heavy spices and warm alcohol. I assure you that the mixers and the shakers are all stainless steel. The humble tumbler a four ounce glass best reserved for whiskey and smaller shots of bourbon is best served in glass." She was still looking up to the ceiling to converse with him "Are you sure you would not want to come down relax and take some weight off of your exoskeleton?" She asked as she took out the red bull and vodka in preparation for his drink. |
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 6:53 am
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 8:35 am
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Mortella Ravagraid Mortella Ravagraid Mortella Ravagraid His eyes a little bit above hers as they were closely matched in heigh, he nodded and cracked his neck, looking at his tail and back.
"Well I guess the bright green on black, and the body build don't help all that much, so you're pardoned." Mortella turned her attention to drying out a glass tumbler. "It's not paranoia if it's true. For a long time I have been battling with a faction know as the 'Cowspiricy'. I digress. I should not mix my work life with my off work life." She looked back to him "So what can I help you with?" "Can't say there's anything I require help with, but a drink'd be nice. Or I could fake needing directions to the restroom or something." Smiling with his eyes closed, he nodded and then proceeded to scratch the side of his head.
"A glass tumbler huh...looks like a bad choice in bar material to me, pretty, but not exactly durable or healthy.." "It is for taste. " She said holding the glass to the light. "it makes for a cleaner fresher flavor with mixed drinks. As opposed to mint drinks they taste better in copper or brass cups." She angled her ears forward "So what is your poison?" Mostly mixing drinks, in a modernised style. I agree that certain drinks are supposed to be drank with certain types of cups, but shakers and tumblers should be of the more uniform kind, since they shouldn't be allowed to account for taste. And you simply can't use half a dozen different kinds in any well running decent paced bar.
Looking at her , he chuckled and then shook his head.
"It's been ornate drinks all over, but a classless vodka-redbull, with red vodka, that is, has always been my favorite." Mortella nodded "Personal taste usually superceeds any thing else. I prefer some very unusual home made drinks with heavy spices and warm alcohol. I assure you that the mixers and the shakers are all stainless steel. The humble tumbler a four ounce glass best reserved for whiskey and smaller shots of bourbon is best served in glass." She was still looking up to the ceiling to converse with him "Are you sure you would not want to come down relax and take some weight off of your exoskeleton?" She asked as she took out the red bull and vodka in preparation for his drink.
Nodding to the explaination, he guess it was a properly staffed bar in the end.
Looking back at her, he blinked a few times and looked over his clothes. "Exoskeleton? These are..regular clothes mind you..I'm made out of flesh..mostly anyways..." Coming down from the ceiling, the darkness above his feet faded before turning in a half circle manner, landing in a kneeled position in front of her.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to try and place myself above you." |
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Posted: Sat Nov 23, 2013 11:01 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 23, 2013 11:21 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2013 6:04 pm
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