Crimson Hawk Hotel [Page 22]

CRIMSON HAWK - BAR - SUNSET

HonoRaven Wrote:

> "Well Rance, I'm a medic of sorts, and all the crazies here about tend to get themselves hurt on a regular enough of a basis to keep me entertained when there is a large enough event... so when I heard that they were planning on starting the game up again I just had to pack my bag and see all the old faces, and new!" Besides.. she WAS one of the crazies!

"Well, hello nurse." Rance snickered and took another drink. "Somehow I doubt your healing hands will work on any bruises I sustain, but there's a lot of different ways to see things mended." He glanced around the room, running a hand through his hair and listening to everything happening around them. The place seemed fairly lively.

"So, I take it you've done this sort of thing before, eh? What's it like?"

Ryugi Kazamaru Wrote:

> "Well, hello nurse." Rance snickered and took another drink. He glanced around the room, running a hand through his hair and listening to everything happening around them. The place seemed fairly lively.

CRIMSON HAWK - BAR - SUNSET

"Somehow I doubt your healing hands will work on any bruises I sustain, but there's a lot of different ways to see things mended."

Raven was trying hard to ignore the rest of the room, taking another long drink before smirking at Rance. "I can work all sorts of *magic* with these hands." She deliberately made air quotes as she said the word magic, implying that she was not at all dependent on real magic for all sorts of things... as he had already seen while out in the parking lot where she had picked at least a dozen pockets without a single cry of alarm.

"So, I take it you've done this sort of thing before, eh? What's it like?"

She frowned, and took a sip from the bottle thinking the question over. "Messy, but in a fun sort of way... lots of pain and struggle, but with the right people on your team it can be a lot of fun. Although there have been fatalities and debilitating injuries in the past, so don't be fooled into thinking this is safe just because some strangers told you they had fun getting the snot kicked out of themselves a few times." She couldn't stop a small giggle that bubbled it's way up her throat as she remembered the epic food fight Ryugi had started in the kitchen stadium that one year, and showing Damien all the joys of Shopping!

"Lots of hard work really though... I've known a lot of the competitors over the years, and even when they won a fight they often needed a lot of emergency medical assistance to keep from bleeding out in their rooms! You need to pay attention to as many fights as you can before your turn comes up, try to learn what the new faces can do so they don't squish you in the first minute." A few of the more spectacular EMT moments for her flashed through her minds eye... Max, Sun, Damien, hell even Ryugi had lost an eye in a fight.... yes, you had to have a real case of temporary insanity to think that fighting in blood sports was fun in any way shape or form.

She took another long drink and glared at the bar tender as the fellow caught up and filled the tankard full of beer again and set another full bottle of vodka next to it... which was a good thing since the current bottle was getting down to the half empty point. "You going in the free agent's list, or do you have teamamtes you are meeting here Rance?"

CRIMSON HAWK - BAR - SUNSET

HonoRaven Wrote:

> "Messy, but in a fun sort of way... lots of pain and struggle, but with the right people on your team it can be a lot of fun. Although there have been fatalities and debilitating injuries in the past, so don't be fooled into thinking this is safe just because some strangers told you they had fun getting the snot kicked out of themselves a few times." > > > > "Lots of hard work really though... I've known a lot of the competitors over the years, and even when they won a fight they often needed a lot of emergency medical assistance to keep from bleeding out in their rooms! You need to pay attention to as many fights as you can before your turn comes up, try to learn what the new faces can do so they don't squish you in the first minute." > > > > "You going in the free agent's list, or do you have teamamtes you are meeting here Rance?"

"Messy in a fun sort of way, huh? Sounds like something I could get behind." He seemed mostly unconcerned with the risk of bodily harm, though that might have been due to his pride or unfamiliarity with the contest. Or both. Probably both. One thing he was not unfamiliar with, however, was guzzling more booze, which he did in expert fashion.

"If they want to try and shquish this, they'll have their work cut out for them. I'm no pushover." He snorted, setting down the bottle of vodka again. "Only thing I don't have is a team. I didn't know this was a team thing. I didn't look that far into it." He lifted a brow and gave Raven a once-over again, eyes totally admiring her curves in something of an unabashed way. "Don't suppose you've got a team or a team room I could join, hmm? I wouldn't mind partnering with a veteran who also happens to be a gorgeous woman."

Miranda had no issue with out-eating Silver, but her face was the face of relative boredom-- she was only eating so much for the sole purpose of beating Silver and teaching him not to challenge her appetite ever again. She considered taking one of Vahn's pitchers of waters, but thought better of it as she didn't want him side-eyeing her for doing so. Once the waiter came, she would simply order yet another pitcher for herself.

"Is there any particular reason you're here," she asked Anson while gently putting down a bone. He seemed to get on well with everyone, despite not seeming like anyone she'd recognize... perhaps he was the child of some late celebrity, which would account for his being calm around people who others would consider thus.

Ryugi Kazamaru Wrote:

HonoRaven Wrote:

> Rave turned her head, dipping her chin away from him to hid her smile as she used one hand to lightly brush away the compliment, and then snagged the bottle again for a long pull. "Whatever makes you think I'm a fighter?" > > > > She giggled again, resting her elbows on the bar, her chin on the back of her hands as she looked at Rance. "I'm more the sassy, sideline eye candy... or the last ditch effort if one of the other three real fighters on the team can't make it. My boys all seem to have better things to do this year, and all my other friends are firmly convinced that I am nothing but.. eye candy... so no, I don't have a team... but we could get a room easily enough." That last was said with a very obvious wiggle of her eyebrows.

The pair would hear a chuckle from their left. It came from a young woman sitting at the bar. Rugged looking though youthful, with an exuberant smirk radiating confidence. Her hair was short and platinum blonde, giving her a punk aesthetic with her denim attire. She tilted the cup of whiskey from her lips. The ice clinked against the glass, producing a gentle

“Mark..”

Sapphira thought that there was something clearly wrong with this picture. She thought the girl was selling the eye candy angle way too hard and that if this guy went up stairs he would get robbed.

She sat her glass down but did not say much more.

Lady Sierra Wrote:

> As Silver coughed and sputtered, she would pour a glass of water from one of the pitchers and hand it to him, her smile wavering with some concern. > > > > "Yes, but you have to be conscious to enjoy it, Otouto! Are you okay?"

Silver grinned wide up at Sierra, accepting the water graciously. The young man was apparently no worse for wear as he downed it's contents in a matter of moments, then let out a loud, satisfied exhale. As Sierra took her seat next to Vahn, he beamed across the table at the couple. Seeing them again, especially together like this, warmed his heart, so much he couldn't remember the last time he had felt so grateful. He was obviously quite pleased with the situation.

"Aye! After all this time, I'm still lucky enough to have you two to save me from myself..."

Silver's attention turned back to their guest.

themightyjello Wrote:

> "Anson... We've met once, Mr. Alexander, a long time ago. It looks like a few years can have a big effect on those of us who aren't elves and immortals..."

Lady Sierra Wrote:

> Sierra seemed to be half listening, and half debating on what to order as she sat picking over the menu making excited and eager sounding noises as certain items piqued her interest. Glancing up at Silver as she noted Anson's words, she would clear her throat gently and frowning pass him a napkin.

"Eeeehh?"

Silver shrunk a bit, meekly taking the napkin and falling back into his chair. He was embarrassed both by the fact he had acted so boorish in front of a Lady, even as good a friend as Sierra, and her guest, as well as he had completely forgotten ever having met this man before. There was enough of a country gentleman in him to know he should have better manners. He absentmindedly wiped at his hands and face, as he seemed to stare through the younger man lost in thought. The rusty gears were obviously grinding in his thick skull.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, filling with recognition. He shot back to his feet, nearly knocking his seat over backwards. He slammed his hands on the table, ratting the dinnerware once more, before pointing across the table at Anson in a brief motion. His excitability certainly hadn't diminished.

"I remember! Heaven or Hell... was it... eight years ago?! Man, it has been a long time! Please, forgive me! You were on that team with that awesome Elf guy,right? A... Adrien? Adrin...ai? What a great fight! I definitely remember that!"

themightyjello Wrote:

> "I almost didn't recognize you even though I must admit that I used to have the whole set of Glacier trading cards."

Silver clenched his fist, his eyes almost literally ablaze with excitement.

"UOH?! THE WHOLE SET?! That's impressive! Do you know how rare *I* was?! I can't even find extra copies for my own collection on gBay anymore! All I can find are Shou! I looked great on that card, too! My hair was amazing..."

Vahn Fah Wrote:

> "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, let's order now! I'm famished!"

Miranda Ecks Wrote:

> Miranda had no issue with out-eating Silver, but her face was the face of relative boredom-- she was only eating so much for the sole purpose of beating Silver and teaching him not to challenge her appetite ever again.

Silver's head whipped around to look down the table at Vahn, then back at Miranda. His expression hardened as he steeled his resolve. It was gonna be a long night for this stomach. He grabbed the nearest flagon of unknown liquid, and hoisted it high into the air.

"YEEAAH~ Now the real contest can begin!"

And just in time for the band, too. Dinner and a show.

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> Active Post Turn > > > > emotion_brofist Silver > > gaia_nitemareleft gaia_nitemareright Sierra > > emotion_dealwithit Anson > > emotion_skull Vahn > > emotion_omnomnom Miranda

Crimson Hawk Hotel - The Bar

Things were happening, people were talking and lights were flashing - someone, a girl, was taking photos, selfies even. Somewhere in the chaos, Ryke was simply just there, nodding, smiling and grinning along with whatever white noise was being said. She’d lost track of whatever was happening and honestly just wanted to drink and unwind while watching whatever program was playing on the televisions mounted over the bar itself.

One of the new arrivals was apparently a fan? Since when did they have fans?

She (the author) had mentally checked out long ago (not for anyone’s fault but her own) but tried to appear invested in the conversation, to avoid being rude.

Briefly, she wondered when the other three groupies would arrive. Melech had said that he and Connor would meet them here and Jake - who they dropped off at home - also said he would catch up. Not that there was any rush.

And now there was hugging going on. That was her hard line drawn in the sand. The selfies were fine, relatively unobtrusive and didn’t really qualify as an invasion of her personal space but hugging was not a thing she was keen on. Ryke kept her distance and let the two of them, Rox and Izzy, have their moment. She continued drinking, hoping to avoid being pulled in for needless touching.

No but seriously - where the hell was Connor, Mel and Jake?

((here’s a short drabble just to keep my presence lol I didn’t quote no one cause can’t be assed right now))

+++Dzan showed up the same way Dzan always showed up. Walking right through the gakking crowd. His hair had been shaven down considerably in the last time he had set foot on this world, let alone this area. An undercut being prominent with dyed longer hair on top. The color? An oil slick like that in the Gaia-Mart parking lot. His bronze eyes hidden beneath "stylish" sunglasses as his pierced and tattooed face constantly moved as he scanned the crowd. People would get mad as he'd shove them out of the way here and there. Yells of protest would die upon lips as every now and then the individual would somewhat recognize the fellow before him. Here and there the whispers of 'Is that Dzan?! He's still alive?! He's back?!' would filter around him. He didn't give a gak about any of that as eventually he'd break the crowd and walk inside straight to the check in place.

+++With a quick movement that sunglasses would be slid up onto his head and a smirk would form his face. "Dzan Streea. Che'in' 'n."