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Colosseum After Hours Bar & Lounge [NO SIGN-UP REQUIRED]

Thirteen stopped the holoprojection and stared at James, his visor glowing. "No, I do not think so."
 
"hold on give me a second" James pressed a button on his belt, he disappeared in a flash for about 10 minutes he suddenly reappears, holding a computer chip and holding a smoking revolver in the other hand"this could help its a personality chip" james tosses it to 13
 
Thirteen immediately caught the chip. A thin line of blue light came from his visor. "Scanning. Match. This memory chip matches the ones found in the 29th century, where I come from. But where did you get it from?"
 
Thirteen eyed James suspiciously, before clutching the chip in his metallic hands. His entire head then opened up, exposing his mechanical elements. He proceeded to insert the personality chip into a slot, before his head closed up again. His visor flashed green for a second, before returning to normal. "I feel... different."
 
Luna clutched her head and collapsed on the table. Not from the alcohol, however. There was a disturbance. Someone crossed the temporal Poralis.... But who? Her sense directed her towards James. She turned to him slowly. "How did you cross the veil of time?" She asked, more angry than curious. No one crosses the time door without her knowing.
 
James turned around and smiled, dont know how it works, i stole it from some guy who was using it"
 
Luna pushed herself back and stood up, her steps wavering due to the large consumption of alcohol. She dizzily marched toward James. "You mortals suffer from such hubris! Time travel is only to be wielded by the immortals!" She shouted, her voice disoriented and slurred.
 
James looked at her"your acting intoxicated, also im no immortal and im doing just fine with this ability thank you"
 
"You know, the two of you would be a nice couple." Thirteen suddenly said, his usual monotonous voice completely gone, replaced with a somewhat more human one. It was intelligent, but cold and calculating. "Both of you can manipulate time, right?"
 
James turns around, "enjoying your emotions chip? i like the voice upgrade too"looks at luna "and ya im never gonna get coupled with her"
 
Thirteen, enjoying his newfound emotions, gave a small chuckle. "Oh really?" He suddenly turned away, looking at no one. "Lieutenant James Curfew. Yes, sir. Affirmative." He said, before looking back and sighing. "Maybe one day you will." He stood up, and spoke again, back to his usual monotone. "I am afraid I cannot stay for much longer. I will have to go. Goodbye." Thirteen then walked out the door.
 
James watches him leaves, then turns and sits at the bar "sometimes mark i feel your the only who is normal here"
 
"Really?" Mark asked, leaning over the counter. "I was literally created yesterday. I don't even have a last name."
 
james laughed "true, i was created about 3 days ago, but look at some of the people who have walked in, a demon,a soldier,an immortal, a robot, and me"
 
"Yes, I suppose." Mark spoke in a classy British accent. "But this bar is meant for stranger guests, so I'm not all that surprised by you."
 
Mark shook his head. "No, you're actually pretty much the most normal out of all of us. You're not a demon, you haven't been in a massive interstellar war, you're not some cyborg-demon, you're not a time-controlling immortal girl, and you're not an android. Or me."
 
"Actually, no. I'm just a regular bartender, in charge of the alcohol supply." Mark said, cleaning a glass.
 
"Yes, it is. Now, I think I need a drink." Mark said, opening his palm. At first, nothing happened, but then, in a bright flash of light, a beer bottled appeared. He then opened it and began to drink.
 
"Beer powers." Mark answered plainly. "It's why the bar's alcohol supply never runs out."
 

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