GGG Most WANTED ~ CLOSED

[Icy Reign]

Wretched Soul

Jack pushes the door back and scuffs in towards the bar. After a thorough search, he finds a dusty bottle on the shelf and refills his flask, flipping some coins on the counter.

Stopped by ta see ya, Miss Icy Reign. mrgreen

{{ heart JACK!!! *glares at TES*}}  

[lady leko-chan]

Hey! I found your grunnies so just mind your business!
*heads out this time for real*  

[Wretched Soul]

Jack tucks the flask back in his pocket and takes the bottle over to the corner. He pulls the chair out with a boot, then settles in, pulling his hat down over his eyes.  

[ThisEmptySoul]

.... touché Leko stare
*picks up the grunny basket* I should put these guys somewhere before I forget...  

[Ryzan Vixtul]

*waves at the coyote eared patron he does not recognize*
Vendui'~ Is there something I can get for you? *sees the bottle in his hand and scratches his chin* Or perhaps you have already helped yourself sweatdrop  

[Wretched Soul]

Ryzan Vixtul

*waves at the coyote eared patron he does not recognize*
Vendui'~ Is there something I can get for you? *sees the bottle in his hand and scratches his chin* Or perhaps you have already helped yourself sweatdrop

Jack tips his hat back, his golden eyes sizing up the dark elf. Dun mind me, got what I need. Figured the place was still self-serve.  

[Ryzan Vixtul]

Xas xas, it is. Rilu'oh, I do not believe I have seen you here before and it seems to be a bit of a courtesy to retrieve a new patron's first beverage of choice. Granted I have not been here throughout the lifetime of this establishment and you could very well have been here several times before sweatdrop

I suppose I should introduce myself~ I am R'zn of the House Vx'tul, jhal you may call me Ryzan. It is close enough.  

[ThisEmptySoul]

*sets the grunny basket down in the office for the time being, rolling his eyes at Ryzan*
Don't you ever use a different introduction?  

[Wretched Soul]

Ryzan, eh. Known as Jack, sometimes Whiskey Jack, coyote trickster. Been awhile since I been here. He eyes the dark elf a moment. Ya gotta watch the ladies here, sometime they get feisty. But they aright. Magine ya got that figured already. Ya tendin bar here?  

[Wretched Soul]

The other Soul. How ya been? Ladies still workin ya over? Jack finishes the bottle then pulls out a scratch pad, scrawling a note to Miss Icy Reign.

Sweet lady,
I dun suppose ya'd mind keeping a spare bottle of this on hand? Got a nice bite to it. In trade, ya let me know when ya need something.
Squeezes from ya coyote-man,
Jack

He slides the note in the bottle and places it on the counter.  

[lady leko-chan]

*materializes back into the bar*
I'm back!!
ohh...
I don't' know you....
*looks the coyote over*  

[Ryzan Vixtul]

*lifts his wrist to his chin and giggles*
Feisty indeed~ Rilu'oh, that is a characteristic of theirs that dear Quor... *shakes his head* ... I mean Tes, is quite a bit more familiar with than I. My... um... preferences... seem to grant me sanctuary from their usual behavior.

I am not tending the bar. That duty was given to a fox-creature named Maune. For a brief period I was assigned as co-manager of this establishment, rilu'oh such position has recently been given to someone else. I am a mere patron at the moment.  

[ThisEmptySoul]

I would say something regarding the ladies here "working me over", but if I talk about it too much, it's going to jinx my luck stare  

[Wretched Soul]

Preferences, eh? Ya, that would grant ya sanctuary from their needs. She got the fox creature tending the bar. Another furry critter near the bottom of the pool as serving boy, curious. Dun think that one up to much good. If he's smart he won't push Miss Psyzapp. Or Miss Icy Reign or Miss Katana69 either.

Jack tips his hat to the new entrance. Afternoon, ma'am.

Soul, ya know the ladies. Likes to put us fellows in our place. Someone musta taken advantage somewhere in they younger day.  

[Wretched Soul]

Jack catches the time on the clock above the bar. Damn, shoulda left 20 minutes ago. He tips his hat to the patrons as he scuffs out. Nother time.