Trollslum Cafe XCVIII: Today's Special: Brownies

[Cliff_Racer]

Uristi takes the jar of blood with a smile and a "thAnk yeh!" then captchalogues it, then as he takes a sip of his ale, he leans back in his chair a bit too far and ends up hitting his head on the floor. He is covered in ale. Good going, moron.

The point is, Uristi is unconscious.

[InsanicAsu]

♪ ♫ oooohhh okay~ ♩ ♬

OH GOD WHAT IS THAT NOISE?
It appears the gunshots have made Finian insta-cry. He latches onto Silver and unleashes a loud wailing sound, probably enough to irritate the ears of lowbloods all over the cafe. Better cut that noise out, yo!

[Dragoneye47]

You pull him into the backrooms very carefuly, and stay there as well. You're too drunk to socialize. You'll be back, though!

[CrazedWormHole]

Nataio jumps at the sudden crash of a dwarf hitting the floor. Oh yea, and also gunshots. Now there's ink all over his important documents.

Just great.

[Silvy]

aah! quit that wailin, lil' dude! itll be ok!! i promise ya! She pets his hair, trying to calm him down.

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WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE YOU DO||NG. She's furious now, trying to get out of Eniines grip, get her gun back, and figure out where that awful wailing is coming from at the same time. LET GO OF ME R||GHT FUCK||NG NOW. G||VE ME BACK MY GUN. She goes to step on his feet as much as she can, and is definitely trying to pull away from him.

[InsanicAsu]

Nope, instead he only wails louder, the sound ranging from alarms to nails on a chalkboard. Which is probably very disorienting for fellow lowbloods.

[Yossarian]

PFFFFTAHAHAHAHAHA Eniine laughs outloud, despite Lenora's protests as he dances with her. He makes sure to get as good of a hold on her by pressing her to him on the hip as possible, while they dance.

Geeze Lenora *snrk* you're a horrible dancer ya know? You keep steppin on me feet! FFTAHAHAHEHEHEH He laughs, his fancy foot-work makes it hard for her to step on him, but she catches a foot ever so often, and inbetween the already shooting temp of the gun, each time they stumble the gun fires again.


A window breaks and shatters into pieces at one point.
Then another stray shatters a bottle of liquor at the bar.

this could go on....oh boy...

[Dragoneye47]

You walk back in to be greeted by a horrible wail. That seems to have sobered you up right quick! You hesitantly take a seat, ordering a Faygo. No alcohol this time around, though you still smell of strong ale.

[Silvy]

She continues to pet his hair.

lil' dude, calm yourself! itll all b okay, aight!? She jumps as the window breaks, though. Aah, this is getting unsafe.

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She hisses again.

||'m not a lousy dancer! God damn! Let me go, r|ght now! She continues to step on his feet. Dear god that noise, why. You're go|ng to end up hurt|ng someone, En||ne! Stop! Stop r|ght now! That awful noise, make it stop.

[InsanicAsu]

Nope, with all that shattering and breaking Finian is just screaming louder and louder, lowblood eardrums are probably feelin' the pressure. Somebody better stop that crazy tealblood with the gun, man.

[illogicalInsomniac]

Since the troll she was talking to yesterday seems to have left, let's assume she did too. She walks back in and WHAT IS GOING ON. Gunshots, breaking glass, shouting, and this terrible wailing noise. She makes her way to a booth in the back of the cafe and orders some coffee, then takes out her notebook. Wow, she's beginning to get a headache...


This troll makes her way out of a backroom and takes a seat at a table. She takes out her deck of cards and starts shuffling. That noise isn't affecting her as much, but it's certainly not calming her down, either. She rests her head on one hand, then eyes the others nervously.

[CrazedWormHole]

...

Is that ink on his suit?

Is that ink on his fucking suit?

Can this day get any worse?

Nataio grumbles, captchalouges all his things and heads over to one of the few Trolls that he currently is on good terms with. To be precise, Anguis.

--- Hello. ---

[Dragoneye47]

You look up at your favorite fishy, and give a smile. You nod, hoping to god he didn't see you with that other blueblood. You're not that proud of that. You brush your hair from your face and motion to the seat next to you.

hello...~ please, Take A SEat.~

Is that ink on his suit? Oh no.

[Yossarian]

PFfffthahaheheh, you haven't convinced me otherwise *snrk* he continues dancing and....click, click, click.

Hmm seems the gun ran out of ammo. *snrk* With a another swing Eniine brings Lenora around in a final dance-move, lifting her off the ground and swinging her like a baton around himself. Thankfully she's light enough. And goddamn that noise.

After 2 revolutions he sweeps her out and onto her feet by one hand, his hand in hers. He quickly wraps her in and plants a kiss onto her lips, before quickly standing her up and pirouette her away. A big grin on his face.


Hehehehe that was fun, ya know maybe you aren't that bad of a dancer after-all.

[InsanicAsu]

Fin just releases Silver and runs out, since I have to go to work.

[CrazedWormHole]

He nods, taking a seat next to her.

\ / Hm...The lowbloods seems to have caused quite the scene. ---

[Silvy]

calm yourself, lil' man! shhshshshshsh She continues to pet his hair. Oh man, finally. The gun noises have stopped. look, see? all do- Well shit he ran away. She just stands there for a few moments.
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Twitch. She kind of stands there for a moment, before putting her hands to her ears. Dear god.

That awful no|se! Where the fuck |s |t com|ng from, sh|t! She mutters this to herself, wincing. A-Anyways, En||ne, || would apprec|ate |f || could have my g-gun back. She's still holding her head though. Has the noise stopped? It seems to have stopped. Thank goodness. She relaxes and then opens her hands, waiting for the gun to be placed in them.

[Dragoneye47]

You nod.

quite.

Your smile gets wider, and you become quite self-aware. You fan yourself, and before long, manage to dissapate that sweetly strong ale stench from your person. It just so happens that the window at your table has been shattered by the tealblood with the gun. It's a miracle nobody was shot. You find yourself with nothing much to say. Pity, since you feel the need to consol Nataio. You think, keeping that pleasent smile.

[Yossarian]

He laughs a bit, rubbing his ear.

*snrk* Wait, I'm a highblood right? *snrk* And don't you have'ta follow highblood's orders? Ehhhh? Devious plot forming, he brandishes the pistol, tapping it to his palm as he leers at her.

[Silvy]

L|ke ||'d follow orders from the l|kes of you. Ouch, Lenora. Ouch. She's still waiting for that pistol back.

[CrazedWormHole]

He turns over towards her, hand lifted by habit, as if holding a wine glass that isn't there.

~~~ I must say, quite the...Interesting company that you seem to keep. ~~~>

He is quite obviously talking about that ale-drinking blueblood. While his tone is rather emotionless, his eyes show...Not exactly anger but...Dissapointment, maybe?

[Yossarian]

Then you don't get your pistol back *snrk* suck on those apples Miss Lenora. He laughs derisively, crossing his arms, along with the pistol.

[Silvy]

She blinks, and twitches again.
Please, S|r En||ne? She asks this with as much sugar she can put into her voice, though she still looks pretty angry.

[Dragoneye47]

Your eyes meet his, and you feel yourself wince. He...saw that. You glance down for a split second. You've let him down.

forgive Me...i Didn't WIsh TO...disturb You. i Certainly DIdn't MEAn TO BECOme SO...unruly.

You make a silent vow to never get drunk again. You brush your hair from your face, giving a look that can only be discribed as a baby woofbeast after they've been scolded. You know he's only looking out for you, and that brings a soft, blue tint to your cheeks.

[Yossarian]

He blushes a bit
Oh geeze hehe...shucks doint th-HEY WAIT A SEC. He snaps out of it.




Noooooow I ain't fallin for that trick again *SNRK* You got me good for a few fuckin weeks, but you ain't gettin me now, now mater how cute you try to make yourself look *snrk* even if its damn cute i got diabetes from it and now im forced to take insulin so im wear of whats sweet and cute now *snrk*. What the hell?