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Post by Kohlra on Sept 15, 2018 22:53:50 GMT -6
The saiyan woman began to fidget as she sat there, looking around at the bar as she tried to pry her attention away from Kalabas. She found him EXTREMELY annoying; his presence alone being enough to make her feel uneasy. The woman would then go ahead and turn towards May, since she was the only person that was sitting besides her at the very moment. “So, robot lady, how’d you get those?” The saiyan asked, giving a nod towards her prosthetics. “My mate kinda has the same thing ya have. Y’know, all those metal bits and stuff. Actually now that I think about it, his body, except for his head, is made of metal… so uh, yeah.” She shrugged, attempting to strike up a conversation with May.
Soon Date would arrive with their drinks, a wide grin forming across the Kohlra’s face as she took her… beer. She kinda places the drink down on the table in front of her, kind of just staring at it. “I said give me something strong… and ya get me this?” How she know it was beer? Nobody will ever know… Well, it’s possible that she could distinguish the ‘smell’ so to speak. “Fuck it, whatever. Just when I ask for strong stuff... YOU’RE GONNA GIVE ME STRONG STUFF.” She would shout out, slamming her fist on the table… only to go ahead and take a sip of her drink. She didn’t really join the clanging of the glasses, instead just looking away from Date and towards the fight ring.
A grin formed across her face as she saw two men fighting each other, stifling a few chuckles from how badly they were fighting. This honestly reminds her of the time when she was younger, remembering how she could easily beat people whenever it came to fighting in rings. That’s how she coined the nickname ’Street Devil’… it was cheesy now, but holy hell was it feared back then. Those were some pretty good times… but now she has to take care of her son.
Kohlra blinked whenever a waiter arrived, holding a bowl of sorts. “Hey, what the hell?” She exclaimed and looked towards Kalabas, her jaw dropping once she saw him beginning to drink the entire thing. The woman slowly glanced towards Date, glaring at him. “I can only drink a beer… while he can drink a damn bowl? Give me something strong otherwise I will break your nose again.”
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Post by Date 'Bad Man' on Sept 17, 2018 18:50:45 GMT -6
There was no dancing around it at this point: Graves were being dug and Date was sure his was in the midst of being made! This, however, was what he should've expected when he ordered a light drink for Kohlra. What he didn't expect was Kalabas ordering himself a bowl to drink on top of the Long Island Iced Tea!
"You're right, I should have given ya something strong," Date stated, insulted by Kalabas ordering himself another drink when he had a plan... A plan! He looked over to Kohlra, then to May and said,"Since he's going with quantity, we're going with quality. I'll be back!"
Date downed his thick stout before placing it fast on the table. It was practically full prior to then. He went to the front counter and in a bit of a demanding request to the bartender, "Hey, can you make Rusty Nails?"
"Rusty Nails? Do you want them from the floor boards," she asked and jested before getting to making the drinks and asking,"Do you want them neat or on the rocks?"
"Neat, if you please."
Because of the contents of the drink, all three glasses were made quick. The end result had a deep, reddish amber that looked as though could blend right into the large counter, except for the spiralling lemon peel that floated in the middle. She handed them over and nodded to him.
"Thanks. We're probably gonna get more of these soon!"
Date then carefully picked up all three glasses with both hands and carried the drinks over to the three. He put them on the counter, carefully sliding each glass over to not spill it to Kohlra and May, saying while leering at Kalabas for a moment before smiling, "Rusty Nails. A honeyed scotch on scotch drink. How's that for a real start?"
Date took a small sip, his left eye twitching unwanted. It was strong, both in scent and taste, and burnt his throat all the way down. Since Kalabas ordered that bowl, Date wasn't gonna pay for that.
He could swear he met this guy before... South City? Maybe.
And here's a post! Let's start recalling who ya are, Kalabas. ;D
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Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2018 22:44:36 GMT -6
May's attention snapped to Kohlra as she asked her question. Oh. Wow, okay. That's some. information. "Honestly, it's a bit pathetic. I was in a car accident. My friend was driving. We were making stupid jokes, the next thing I know I'm going through a windshield, the car crunches down on my arm and leg. Bam, and those are gonezo. and a piece of metal sliced open my left eyeball like butter" She turned to Kohlra and parted her eyelid on her left eye, showing a black glass eye with no drawn on iris or pupil. "But i'm pretty sure your mate's got a better story than 'I was in a car crash' probably something like 'I fought three mutated feral wolverines and then a bionic bear showed up'." She paused "shit that's a really cool story now that I think about it."
She turned to the fights for a moment jeez I really need to fight soon. Watching the amateur display of combat. She doubted most of them could give may much more than a few bruises. No, she wanted to fight till she was bloody in the face. It was more impressive if you get to actually learn a thing or two in a fight. When ya fight all out like that, you learn more than just two things. It was great.
Eventually as Date came back with a better drink, May took her current drink and downed it in a few gulps. Giving her a rather intense fire in her gut as the alcohol heated her up. Her posture loosened up, and the look in her eye became less... how to explain it. Terminator-y? She took the drink and smirked. taking a small sip as the scotch burnt her tongue, her throat, and even her belly. Hooo yeah that's the good stuff, whisky and vodka can put you down, but scotch'll do it punching you in the face. May was honestly, having a good time now. Surprise surprise.
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Post by Kalaboo on Sept 18, 2018 13:18:31 GMT -6
While Kohlra insisted on acting like a Tasmanian devil on the verge of a cocaine overdose, Kalabas wondered what great tragedies had scarred her so deeply that her inside was as mangled and broken as May was on the outside. It didn't take long for the Duke to realise that he didn't really care, he was just beginning to doubt if the mother wasn't the one had been dropped as a - more than justifiably discarded - baby.
The Duke smiled at the thought, but to those who saw him baring his canines, it would seem that he was amused by the consecutive elbowdrops the old guy in red had inflicted on the his baby blue opponent, a boxer most likely, assumed Kalabas from his measured yet powerful punches. Humans, the unrealised potential in some of them was outright criminal! Was May among said few? Kalabas found it unlikely after hearing the pantomime that was her disfigurement. To a human such a story might rouse something other than contempt, but Kalabas was not a human, not even a bad person, but his somewhat drunk self found the entire thing the perfect script for a slapstick bit. He chuckled, empty inside, his vague gaze blurring the outlines of the ring. Even if somehow any of his companions suspected that he had laughed at May’s expense, it again would seem that the ‘amateurs’ in the ring had erred so greatly that the Duke's spirits were raised way up too high.
He was drunk.
“Ain't like I give the weesy bitest of a damn but damn, those lads, absolute hero lads, they're just duking it out with all the shit they got and it's SAD!”
He slammed the empty bowl and it survived the impact, somehow.
“Ain’t nobody taught 'em ki? Fucken fiddlestick… We oughta, we oughta… TEACH em, sh-show em how to fight! They have the got a good postu-posture but that technique need ki… KI! And I need more, human, liquor. What, what do you advise mate of pretty robot girl?”
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Post by Date 'Bad Man' on Sept 26, 2018 15:01:12 GMT -6
It took Date to realize that Kohlra asked about May's injuries, upon which she went into a brief explanation on how it was pathetic. It was supposed to be an ice breaking question, but the Mercenary was seeing her defeated. He shifted next to May and nudged her on the shoulder before wrapping that arm around her back to pat her on the other shoulder. He told her, "There's nothing pathetic about that, dude. All I see is-"
He heard Kalabas laugh and looked over at him. He was wondering if he laughed at May's condition, but then realized he was looking at those in the ring!
"... What I see is someone who had run in with Death and punched it in the face, to emphasize, 'Not today'! Come on, let's have a toast and-"
Kalabas spoke up, his attention fixated on the fighting ring. He clearly had no respect for the fighters giving it what they had to beat the other out! It stuck out like a sore thumb to Date now: This guy was the same sun burnt one who took Date's drinks at the beach!
'Oh... This guy?! THIS GUY,' Date thought to himself, watching Kalabas struggle to talk about ki and how to fight! Date had to keep himself in check, as he didn't want a fight to happen outside the ring... Which gave him an idea.
Kalabas asked about a drink he should get next after his slumping speech. Date stated rather quickly, "You should get something to make you last longer than a minute, Kal. Stout. 3 Pints, at the rate of drinking you're doing. You should head up and ask for the Bartender's recommendation, as it's their job to learn what to go for!"
He was hoping that Kalabas would go up so that they'd have a moment to talk. Date wanted to plan a little thing to get some payback against Kalabas, indirectly.
@may
Sorry about the wait guys! Kohlra's let me skip her, so May's up right now.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2018 0:01:30 GMT -6
May looked to Date, a look of mixed emotions, mainly confusion before laughter set in, but not just Kalabas, May as well. She looked to Date and responded in a calm voice. quashing any inkling of mistaken misery "Listen, it was pathetic. I was a foolish girl, and that showed me how quickly things can be taken from you if you are weak and optimistic about people being able to fix your problems" She stands up and takes a nice hefty drink before looking back to Date with fire in her eyes "I say it's pathetic because I wouldn't let that happen again. 'ts why I got stronger anyways. I'll keep getting stronger." She grins with a glint of mischief as Date seemed to be dismissing him. May was starting to pick up the wavelength of mischief. and looked to Date, trying to evoke a look of 'i'm in'
(havin' inspiration troubles, but a smaller post is better than no post C:)
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Post by Kalaboo on Sept 30, 2018 17:43:01 GMT -6
In spite of having more alcohol flowing through his veins than actual blood, Kalabas noticed that in Date’s eyes, as they dully cast their gaze upon the fragile beauty of Alborn, the glimmer of passion was nowhere to be found. Were the two mates unhappy? Bored of moonlit exchanges of saliva or whatever inter-species couples do without affronting the laws of nature and man? How could it be? What Kalabas wouldn’t do to have someone to call his sun, moon and stars, even a filthy hybridess would do… It’s not like there was a soulmate-shaped hole in his heart that needed filling, what he really wanted was a Kalabas Jr. upon whose shoulders the Strongbone legacy would carry on with glory and pride.
Swooning over this hypothetical kindred spirit, for whom he promised nothing but fanatic adoration, Kalabas realized that he needed more than just a stout three pinter to keep the sap at bay, none the wiser in spite of being mere seconds away from answering for a crime he didn’t recall committing, at all.
He had shrugged the deja vu clinging to Date as nothing but his drunk monkey brain acting up, and left the cogitating trio behind as he went on to cajole the barkeep into accepting a hearty tip.
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Post by Date 'Bad Man' on Oct 11, 2018 14:06:18 GMT -6
Alright, let's keep this going!Kohlra seemed to be zoning out at the moment, but that was fine. Date wanted to get a bit of a piece of Kalabas, personally! He leaned to May and said, "Alright, so here's the plan. Kal there wants to fight and show these guys how to fight, despite them giving it their all? We'll do that. However, it's gonna be you against him, and I want you to get pissed. Real pissed! Like someone took advantage of ya by pissing in your drink and told you after you took a sip..."Date paused for a moment to look over at Kalabas. He seemed lost in his drinks to even realize or care at the moment, even as he looked over at them. He looked back and whispered in her ear, "He's got no real respect. Hell, the entire night, he had been mocking you and I in our faces just so he could get to Kohlra here. I'd kick his ass myself, but I want to let you get the first shot in... Not to mention, we can some extra cash outta it if we did this in the ring instead of the alleyway. I'm gonna go set up the match."He patted May on the shoulder before walking over to the barkeep, next to Kalabas. He smiled at him, asking, "Yo, we were thinking about that match over in the ring there, and you know what? We could make a helluva show, couldn't we?"Date's attention went to the barkeep, a wave to call her over. When they did, he questioned, "Hey, how can we sign up for fights in the ring over there?""Simple. You sign these documents," she explained, pulling out a digital pad listing several pages, "Since you're doing this of your own volition, you are telling us you'll not sue us for any injuries taken in the fights. However, you are permitted to sue your opponent if wounds taken are dangerous, such as punctured lungs from a broken rib cage or snapped th-" "I don't think that'll be an issue," Date interjected, taking the pad up in hand, "Are we allowed to choose our opponents, by the way?""Indeed." Date signed his name on the pad and handed it back for the barkeep to review. He leaned in, stating, "My compatriot Kal here is interested in partaking, as well as the two ladies over there at the table... Although one's been staring into space at the moment.""Well, when she's not staring into space, you can take this back over to them and let them sign in." "Great. So, Kal... You in," Date questioned, a smug look on his face, "You were talking a big game before. You gonna back that up?"Kohlra @may KalabooThe order's been kinda screwy at the moment, so whoever wants to post next, go for it! |
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