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Post by Acobardar Xtar on Aug 23, 2011 15:56:36 GMT -6
Further in the city lye's a pretty nice looking bar. Far away from that giant scorpion corpse. That Aco left for the people of the city to clean up because he doesn't give a shit about clean up. He's a man and he doesn't need to do women's work. Aco had just come out side from having a good clean up in the shower room in the near by inn. He was covered in the scorpions blood so of course he needed to clean up. He had the inn grab a extra extra extra large suite to wear since he has no clothes with him but the torn up bloody white suite. They got him a navy blue suite with a reddish orange shirt and a cobalt blue tie. An odd coloring but Aco didn't give a flopin molly about what he had on, as long as it wasn't pink and ugly as fuck.
Before Aco was about to enter the bar. There was a man playing the piano. It made the bar look more like the old west and sound like it to. At any second you could just see cowboys walk into the bar but no this is the age of the pirates not the cowboys. So the music may and may not be a head of its time. The doors practically slammed open and the music stopped for a moment. People stared and pirates covered there faces and looked away as they indeed recognized Vice-Admiral Acobardar Xtar. A man that is on his way to a promotion. The rate he's going at. Its going to happen soon for sure. But that wasn't important at this very moment.
What was truly important was getting a great tall glass of water than a even bigger jug of beer. Seeing as he didn't drink any water as of yet. Of course his drinks came right away. And he drank the water faster than one could gulp in fear of his presence. Of course the music started up again. Calming the bar down a bit. There's no need for uncomfortable tension in a bar. This lovely bar doesn't need to be scared at all. Scaring it would make the owner cry buckets and that man never cries. Not even once. He's tough as nails screeching across a chock board.
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