Tolmeron seemed slightly bemused by this. Based on the few Salamanders he had met, it seemed on brand for them to do this, although an intrusive thought about whether other chapters of Astartes also did this sat firmly in the back of his mind.
Masanido Rei wrote:
"Hi, Boss!" Rei said and waved as he entered the bar. He carried a duffle bag and hopped over the bar counter to walk into the back.
He later returned with his natural blonde short and messy hair instead of the black pompadour wig Rei usually wore. He also wore a black vest over a white long sleeved buttoned-up shirt and red tie with black slacks and black non-slip shoes.
He later returned with his natural blonde short and messy hair instead of the black pompadour wig Rei usually wore. He also wore a black vest over a white long sleeved buttoned-up shirt and red tie with black slacks and black non-slip shoes.
"You look great. Okay, our security here is my fellow member of Fate's Circle and brother-in-arms and according to Captain Aphael and Lieutenant Tolmeron, and honorary Astartes. Speaking of which, they both help keep the peace here. We also have Silveria. Merith is our server, and Azumi there is our mascot. Drael's daughter Fumizuki is permitted to use the oven because she's an incredible baker.
Speaking of which, Azumi, Fumizuki, and a Belgian Malinois named Thor is the Triumverate of Cuteness here. Joli is our busboy, and Zex washes dishes. Our delivery person is a mouse named Squee"
Azumi Hemmberg wrote:
Tolmeron wrote:
"I know of the Salamanders. Their history is one of triumph and tragedy. They are of the First Founding, like us. They were tragically caught in the Drop Site Massacre at the onset of the Age of Darkness, and as a result have never been at full strength since then. It is said that they were the only Legion that didn't directly produce any successors during the Second Founding."
Speaking of Salamanders, Azumi carried in her tiny arms a big basket of Salamanders Merchandise. Some seem to be handmade and knitted plushies. Others seem to be plastic miniatures prepainted by her.
"Hello!" Azumi smiled "The Salamanders have given me the opportunity to sell these wonderful Space Marine Memorabilia!"
"Azumi also managed to domesticate some Tyranids. They have renamed themselves "Hive Fleet Marshmallows" and she has a specific Hormagaunt named Mr. Tinkles and a basket of baby Hormagaunts. She has a Genestealer named Disco"
He picked up a Salamander plushie which instead of a skull adorning the power armor, it was a pink heart.
"Brother-Lieutenant, these are made from fune craftsmanship"
The prince walked in, stared, walked out, and took a deep breath. "I cant believe I am doing this." He muttered before walking back in, he looked so calm as he leaned against the wall but on the inside he was dying, there were so any people and he was just here to practice a little magic and inventing... and maybe improve his lightweightedness(so his drinking). Yeah he would work on that too, maybe it would help him feel as calm as he was on the outside. I mean, this was his second time being here, and he still couldn't handle all the noise and drinking. But he was a prince! He needed to get used to it!
"Welcome back, Your Majesty" he said with a pleasant smile.
Mathius Kothinto wrote:
"Welcome back, Your Majesty" he said with a pleasant smile.
"He's a prince. He comes here to relax sometimes"
Kiyo, after a long day at work in an animation studio, decided more work should be done. She set up her laptop and drawing tablet by one of the booths. Surprisingly, Ren had previously given her a papoose for Azumi to be in... which is the case right now as she wore the papoose and put Azumi on it while animating.
"Can I press Alt plus F4?" Azumi smiled like a gremlin towards the Crane Yokai
"No" Kiyo responded sternly "And stop moving, I dunno why Ren keeps asking me to babysit you"
"Can I press Alt plus F4?" Azumi smiled like a gremlin towards the Crane Yokai
"No" Kiyo responded sternly "And stop moving, I dunno why Ren keeps asking me to babysit you"
He sat with Kiyo and watched her work quietly.
Mathius Kothinto wrote:
"He's a prince. He comes here to relax sometimes"
"If there is a wine menu, I'd like to see it." While Space Marines are unaffected by alcohol, red wine has always been a part of the artistic culture of the Blood Angels, for obvious reasons.
He brought both Space Marines each a bottle of Pinot Noir "here ya got. Made from grapes Drael painstakingly grew"
Lady Leona Albus usually worn lighter clothes on her days off instead of her armor. She wore a well-worn white long sleeved shirt and brown trousers with boots and a silver pendant necklace of a winged lion known as Leo. Her mare, Butterscotch, was tied to a post outside near a barrel of water for hydration.
She walked up to the bar counter and grabbed her pouch of gold coins. "I'll take a glass of your finest red wine," Leona ordered while looking around the bar for any of her comrades. She would hate to get drunk, and then have to look them in the eyes during drills tomorrow.
She walked up to the bar counter and grabbed her pouch of gold coins. "I'll take a glass of your finest red wine," Leona ordered while looking around the bar for any of her comrades. She would hate to get drunk, and then have to look them in the eyes during drills tomorrow.
Tolmeron simply nods as he pours some wine into a gilded goblet adorned with the winged blood drop emblem of his chapter. He takes a long slow sip of the drink as he sits at the bar.
Lady Leona Albus wrote:
Lady Leona Albus usually worn lighter clothes on her days off instead of her armor. She wore a well-worn white long sleeved shirt and brown trousers with boots and a silver pendant necklace of a winged lion known as Leo. Her mare, Butterscotch, was tied to a post outside near a barrel of water for hydration.
She walked up to the bar counter and grabbed her pouch of gold coins. "I'll take a glass of your finest red wine," Leona ordered while looking around the bar for any of her comrades. She would hate to get drunk, and then have to look them in the eyes during drills tomorrow.
She walked up to the bar counter and grabbed her pouch of gold coins. "I'll take a glass of your finest red wine," Leona ordered while looking around the bar for any of her comrades. She would hate to get drunk, and then have to look them in the eyes during drills tomorrow.
"Coming right up!" Rei said and looked at the wine section. He only recognized the bottom shelf wines as they were in the local Family Mart. He then tried to discreetly search up results on his phone. Rei then grabbed a bottle of Ravenswood Zinfandel Lodi and poured Leona a glass of it.
Lady Leona Albus wrote:
Lady Leona Albus usually worn lighter clothes on her days off instead of her armor. She wore a well-worn white long sleeved shirt and brown trousers with boots and a silver pendant necklace of a winged lion known as Leo. Her mare, Butterscotch, was tied to a post outside near a barrel of water for hydration.
She walked up to the bar counter and grabbed her pouch of gold coins. "I'll take a glass of your finest red wine," Leona ordered while looking around the bar for any of her comrades. She would hate to get drunk, and then have to look them in the eyes during drills tomorrow.
She walked up to the bar counter and grabbed her pouch of gold coins. "I'll take a glass of your finest red wine," Leona ordered while looking around the bar for any of her comrades. She would hate to get drunk, and then have to look them in the eyes during drills tomorrow.
As the crane yokai continued to work on her laptop, Azumi left her papoose and continued to bother Kiyo by touching random keys on her laptop.
To wind off, she played Team Fortress 2. A ranked. Match. To wind off, of course. It was a Highlander Match
Her teammates were rather incompetent, however. Especially when Kiyo had given specific instructions to her teammates on positioning and the enemy Uber's progress (She was playing Medic and acted as the In-game Leader). She was at 99% Uber when...
Stab!
A spy got to her. What was her team's Pyro doing? Her eyes twitched in extreme fury, a sense of loathing she could not contain.
"You [EXPLETIVE] son of a [EXPLETIVE]!" She yelled in comms "I should kick your [EXPLETIVE] for being a stupid [EXTREME EXPLETIVE]!"
Then she realized Azumi was standing right in front of her. Kiyo slowly lowered her laptop's screen and saw it. The fox spirit's, in her words, "scolding stance" had been done. Small, clawed hands on her hips, an adorably angry pout, these were the telltale signs she was in for a good scolding.
"Didn't your father ever told you not to say such aggressive and uncouth words?!" She scolded Kiyo.
Whatever that stupid fox may say next will come in a 1 hour lecture. You do not want said 1 hout lecture, let this Narrator tell you.
To wind off, she played Team Fortress 2. A ranked. Match. To wind off, of course. It was a Highlander Match
Her teammates were rather incompetent, however. Especially when Kiyo had given specific instructions to her teammates on positioning and the enemy Uber's progress (She was playing Medic and acted as the In-game Leader). She was at 99% Uber when...
Stab!
A spy got to her. What was her team's Pyro doing? Her eyes twitched in extreme fury, a sense of loathing she could not contain.
"You [EXPLETIVE] son of a [EXPLETIVE]!" She yelled in comms "I should kick your [EXPLETIVE] for being a stupid [EXTREME EXPLETIVE]!"
Then she realized Azumi was standing right in front of her. Kiyo slowly lowered her laptop's screen and saw it. The fox spirit's, in her words, "scolding stance" had been done. Small, clawed hands on her hips, an adorably angry pout, these were the telltale signs she was in for a good scolding.
"Didn't your father ever told you not to say such aggressive and uncouth words?!" She scolded Kiyo.
Whatever that stupid fox may say next will come in a 1 hour lecture. You do not want said 1 hout lecture, let this Narrator tell you.
"Merith.....let Masanido work. He's the bartender"
He sipped wine from.his goblet as he painted. He was painting a picture of Sanguinius prior to the Horus Heresy. It was of Sanguinius being blessed by the God-Emperor. He was going to donate the painting to the bar.
The Chaos Marines that Azumi had taken had all developed expressions as if they were children hearing one of their peers get chastised and they stood wide-eyed.
That made the captain look over at Lieutenant Tolmeron as if saying "are we seeing the same thing?"
The Chaos Marines that Azumi had taken had all developed expressions as if they were children hearing one of their peers get chastised and they stood wide-eyed.
That made the captain look over at Lieutenant Tolmeron as if saying "are we seeing the same thing?"
Swirls around in a cloud of black smoke and glitter, disruption and chaos. But then it all vanishes and the cat girl slips to the ground and passes out.
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