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Post by General Kraktus on Dec 28, 2019 16:33:01 GMT -6
Kraktus had not been doing much the past month expect thinking of what his next move would be. He needed to find a job for the stargoons to do and soon. He'd look like a very bad leader if he didn't get them something to do. He had helped Dosu so that would keep them in their good graces but he had no contact with them to be sure. Where could they had been this whole time? Kraktus was stressing about it since they were his only allies. Kraktus was basically a lone wolf at this point with the WTF having collapsed. The betrayal of Aizu was becoming a very bad choice day after day. He refused to work as equal to anyone though, he was his own boss and no one could command him. So to cut off the edge he needed some sort of drink. Something that would give him some time to just cool off and maybe blow something up after getting a bit too drunk. Kraktus had lucky found the perfect spot. A bar in the farthest corner of the world. Kraktus would float into the bar and looked around before calling. "Barkeep I am thirsty get me something that will really knock me off my ass!"
Powerlevel:152,000
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Post by Dion on Jan 3, 2020 23:32:33 GMT -6
"..Ay yo, Cthulu, is that you-?" Normally, when deciding upon a location for himself to work at, Dion preferred to select places which were highly regarded as hubs of social activity- similar to, say, a beehive on a hot summers day in terms of activity. Not only did he relish in the challenge in the form of the rush that comes with bartending a much more active bar, but it was also nice to be able to socialize with the many patrons that of course come with the higher amount of attention, and thus helps to improve his people person skills for when he does end up returning to bartend at his own bar/pub chain, Diono's. Today, however, the young male Saiyan bartender decided to leave the comfort of his own brand of pubs to do what he'd refer to as a form of charity work- where he visits up and coming bars and pubs and lends his support and expertise to help them get the ball rolling. He calls it charity work as he charges usually nothing for such visits, and it wasn't everyday you had someone as skilled as Dion come right into your own business to help out a bit. As mentioned before, Dion normally chose bars and pubs that were of lower status than his own, since the bartender believed those kinds of bars required his help the most. This particular bar was chosen due to the fact that it was quite on the lower end of the spectrum. Not the greatest of placement in terms of location, standards not exactly up to par, and very little variety in terms of what they had offered on their menu. While this place did suffer from a lack of foot traffic, the kind bartender decided that the attention it sorely needed would come if he were to help pick this place's standards up off the floor. Which would help build its reputation a bit, and hopefully from that become a successful establishment. If taking a couple hours out of his normally bustling schedule was all it took to help someone elses business along the path to success, then it was a price Dion was more than willing to pay! And so, the young Saiyan bartender, after getting dressed in his proper formal wear all encompassed by a warm winter jacket, flew off toward the rugged north, specifically toward Yunzabit Heights (in his opinion a bit of a strange place to build a bar, but then again, he's worked inside of entire active volcanoes before, so, he wasn't one to judge) and as soon as he got there, the fact that it was indeed a weird place to have a bar at hit him harder than it should've. He glanced at the email he was sent asking him for his assistance in order to ensure that it was the right address, and with a sigh he realized that it was indeed the right place. Continuing forward, Dion ended up inside of a bar that was located inside of a hollowed out cave- pretty creative of them to be honest.
After getting acquainted with the bars owners, as well as most of the staff, Dion quickly set out to do what he did best- serve right at the bar counter as he also took note methodically of how everything worked in the bar. It honestly did not look like it was at all any problem with food, drink, or standards now that he looked at it in person- honestly, the thing that most likely was hurting them was location.
As he was contemplating this and how exactly to remedy such a problem, Dion sensed a higher than average power signature making its way toward his immediate location, and his eyes looked at the entrance as he waited for them to step in. It was nearly as large as, say, Nashuas- in fact, the young Saiyan warrior was daring enough to say that he perhaps could be able to deal with such a threat just in case things got too rowdy. However, he still was quite wary of strength such as this, and so his nerves were on edge as they began to open the door, only for Dion to become more confused than really fearful of what was on the other side.
The gigantic power he had sensed seemed to be emanating from this strange, Cthulu looking like person, floating right into the bar, and not a couple moments had passed before he was already demanding for drinks that would get him absolutely smashed.
He liked the guy already!
And so, Dion gestured for him to take a seat right in front of him, saying, "Hey, I'd be more than glad to service someone as excited to get smashed as you sir-! Do you want any food with that, or do you wish for me to simply hit you with everything we've got right off the top-?"
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Post by General Kraktus on Jan 7, 2020 20:19:03 GMT -6
Kraktus looked at the bartender let him come right away. He didn't seem to be afraid of him at all. Kraktus scouter beeped in alert so Krkatus, of course, checked it. He found that Dion was quite powerful. "Hmm, that is intresting. A bartender with such strength I didn't expect this at all." Kraktus rubbed his chin and sat down. As the man asked if he wanted any food Kraktus rubbed his chin. "I'll take some squid if you have some. Then I have some questions for you." He was just going to drink and then maybe blow the place up but now someone strong was standing before him. Hell from what he could see he had a tail. So he was a saiyan and perhaps close to reaching the level of a Super saiyan. Why the hell would a man like that decide to be running a bar? That made no sense to him. Krkatus craved to know what drove this man to do this instead of anything else with his talents. Kraktus assumed it was causing this man to know of other warriors that would make him look weak in comparison. Or maybe he just had no ambition. Whatever the answer he'd bet it would be an interesting story.
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Post by Dion on Jan 18, 2020 21:40:19 GMT -6
'Suspicion like that is never a good sign..' Dion thought as his smile lessened slightly, eyeing Kraktus carefully as he sat down on the bar stool in front of the counter directly facing the bartender himself. 'Does he know how to sense power signatures like me? Or mayb- oh, wait, he has a scouter. Yeah, that explains it.' He examined the scouter intently for a couple seconds, wanting to absorb the most he could get out of its model, type, etc to see if he could get some non-verbal answers as to who this guy was and what exactly he did for him to be both, a, this strong, and b, to be here anyways. I mean, it wasn't everyday a Cthulu looking guy walked into your own humble bar with a power signature large enough to level the immediate area around you. That thought made him slightly unnerved, but he kept himself cool, calm, and collected as he wrote his order down on a notepad he had quickly flicked outward from his breast pocket, muttering to himself, "Squid, yeah-? Oddly ironic, honestly.." He then slid it over to one of the waiters waiting on the outer edges of the bar counter, gesturing for them to get on moving to the kitchen as he then returned his full attention back to Kraktus, a friendly grin on his face.
"Well, to be frank sir, I'm quite flattered," the seasoned bartender as well as combatant admitted as he combed his hair back a bit- sweat from both exhaustion of working many hours as well as being somewhat cornered by a higher level fighter slicking his spikey black spines backward as he did so. "I'm not at all as special as you may think, eheheh. I'm just a humble bartender, you know what I mean? I mean, yeah, I'm stronger than the normal passerby, but, it doesn't make me act or think any different than anyone else." He would be lying if the compliment didn't heighten his ego at all though, he did like the recognition. In light of super powered fighters and warriors of such incredible caliber being present on Earth, Dion had taken the initiative and began to train himself in order to be able to both compete and protect. Obviously, his hard work wasn't going to waste if someone like this squid dude was taking note of his power.
"If you don't mind me asking at all sir, what were those questions you were hankering to ask me?" Dion asked as he set out a glass for him, waiting for both the questions as well as a preferred drink to pour into it.
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Post by General Kraktus on Jan 20, 2020 12:39:28 GMT -6
Kraktus nodded as Dion explained that he was just a normal bartender. Sure he was strong but he didn't do anything. "Yes but that does mean you can make a huge impact in the future without anyone knowing the danger you posses." Kraktus mused. Then Dion asked why he wanted to know all this which caused Kraktus to grin lightly. "Well, I always like meeting strong warriors. I have always been someone to explore the universe and fight a great deal of power. As the former general of the WTF, I have the pleasure and displeasure of facing many of the strongest beings. These people are the only one's worth's my time. It is always interesting to see how those who have the power to change the world use it. You decide not to use it. You could do a lot more than being a bartender yet you are one. It seems a bit odd to me." Krkatus shrugged as the man put down the glass. "Rum." He'd spoke. That would be good, that would get him drunk quite quickly.
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