Fandom Millennium City: Stimulant - Cocytus -

[Nightwisher]

The bartender gave a solid nod to Hunter. "Human, creatures, tend to fall to lust too easily. I understand not wanting to be the reason they fall." He returned the smile with a small one of his own. He turned to Kiseki as the woman joined the ever growing group. "You as well? If you all want jobs, it would be a good idea to talk to the Demon. She will be able to explain the job of each floors far better than I."

The apparent man's attention went back to Vitan as she continued talking about her sexuality, his smile growing just a bit. He'd almost forgotten that she'd even been holding his arm. "I will keep that in mind, then. Thank you for letting me know." He poured her another cup of soda, handing it back to her. "Thirty minutes and fifty-four seconds." Though, it was clear he hadn't really minded. Since getting the job in Cocytus, despite his better judgement, he'd gotten used to hearing the trivial complaints of the patrons. It was actually relaxing to him, let him forget his own troubles for the night.

When the man came over to interrupt the conversation, the bartender narrowed his eyes but didn't intervene. It wasn't really his job, and while he still held his grace, he'd learned it was usually better to let the bouncers take care of situations like this. "A janitor, yes." He responded, not batting an eye at the fact that a man had just been stabbed. It was a pretty regular occurrence, and far less worse a fate than if Pallet had gotten involved.

And without another thought to it, his attention was pulled to the man with the synthetic eye. "Yes, as I was just explaining to this group here," he nodded over to the others. "We always have plenty of work to go around. You'll have to talk to the Owner. She's a demon with white hair, sometimes she has horns and red eyes, other times she has blue eyes and no horns. A mystery unto itself. But that is who you will need to ask."

Haz. PolikShadowbliss L3n Chungchangching Rhysie


Pallet looked up as the man approached, quirking an eyebrow at the gun on his back. "Can I help you with something?"

darkred

 

[Chungchangching]

@BarGroup Haz. Nightwisher
VITAN ARMERSTRANNIE

Vitan was looking at the others with wide eyes for a while spotting the boy straight-up murdering somebody making Vitan go to another seat farther from the group so she wouldn't be dragged into that mess, this is none of her business. The bartender talked to her again, pouring her another shot and revealing how long she's been whining. She was baffled, she has wasted too much of this bartender's time. She has a habit of complaining instead of trying to better her life because complaining takes way less effort to do. The Cosmic Plaything is kind of embarrassed though, letting a person that doesn't even know her name listen to her mindless rants. She chuckled nervously taking glances to the group before grabbing her drink and sipping it.

"Hehe. Sorry for wasting your time. I'd tip you if you had money." Vitan says, leaning closer to the bartender while pointing her thumb towards the boy and whispering. "I'm gonna leave now because I don't wanna be close to that guy over there."​

 

[GinkyGotBack]

Cal Kestis
Interacting w/: his drink
Location: Cocytus Bar

Cal had been sitting alone at Cocytus while the others had set out on the mission Pallet had given them. He'd ordered some drinks in the meantime, but he didn't seem to have much of a thirst since he'd arrived in this strange city. Twi'leks were a welcome sight, even if they were a bit more raunchy then he'd liked. It meant that there was a part of this world that was somehow connected to his, if this was indeed another universe he'd found himself in. Was that really the case? Just how had he been brought to this strange place? Nothing was making sense, least of all the people he'd come here with. Tired of thinking, Cal ordered another drink and took a sip just as the commotion behind him was broken up by a bouncer. He supposed somethings stayed the same no matter what universe you were in.

(Open for Interaction)​

 

[Sleek]

Alexandria slowly moved towards the bar, giving Akechi and the corpse a wide berth. The Braixen walked up to the Bartender, and asked

"Excuse me? Do you know how I can find someone who'll sell me guns and stuff?"

GinkyGotBack

 

[GinkyGotBack]

The man behind the bar looked down from his phone to see a Pokemon asking him where to buy 'guns and stuff.' "First a kid and now this..." The man spun his phone in his hand and slid it down his pocket like a cowboy holstering his revolver. "If you're looking to buy that kind of stuff you need to go to the basement. You're gonna need the password though. Considering you did an okay job on that thing Pallet sent you to do, I'm contractually obligated to give you a hint. Don't blink now." The red-headed man grabbed the Braixen by the paw and shook it like a crazy cartoon character. That lasted for a whole three seconds before he let go of the poor thing, retracting his arm and pulling out his phone. "There, it doesn't get anymore simple than that. See ya later, maybe."

Sleek ​

 

[Chungchangching]

GinkyGotBack
VITAN ARMERSTRANNIE

Vitan has her eyes on the body this whole time while she was walking away from the murderer. She was glad that she was out of there before that guy can snap again, scared at the sight of the dead body and even more surprised that the whole bar didn't break into a panic. That's a murderer with a dead body right next to him and people are dancing without a care in the world. Is this some kind of common occurrence in this club? This place is insane if that's the case! Why does she keep getting herself into situations like this? She was still keeping her eyes on the incident and not to where she's walking only to bump into Cal. She immediately looked towards him, striking a frightened karate pose. She lowered her guard after seeing a non-threatening face.

"Sorry about that." Vitan apologized, rubbing the back of her head. "Uh, you were with us on the truck that got us here, right? I think I recognize your face."​

 

[GinkyGotBack]

Cal Kestis
Interacting w/:
Chungchangching (Vitan the Clumsy)

Cal jumped a bit himself at the unexpected touch on his back. He turned around to see a familiar face, striking some kind of fighting pose. The Padawan let out a quick laugh to see such a sight. "It's no worries, this place is so crowded I'm surprised it hasn't happened more often. Nice stance by the way. Leaves a few openings, though." Cal smiled and offered Vitan the stool next to him. It felt good to be able to joke with someone again. Cal set his drink down on the counter, not intent on finishing it anytime soon. "Yeah, I was there. I'm Cal. Cal Kestis. I remember you from the truck as well. You seemed pretty shook up then too. What's your name?"

She definitely didn't seem like an Imperial agent or someone who was out to get him, although he was starting to doubt there was anyone who might be looking for him out here. This place seemed to be Empire-free, and the only looks he got around here were from escorts and a few rough characters, but he didn't suspect any of them were looking to turn him in. "So, did you end up going on that job? I don't know what you guys were doing, but it looks like it's got all of you on edge." He was obviously referring to the stabbing incident from about a minute ago, coupled with the fact that some of them had looked pretty rough returning to the bar. He wondered how it might have effected that one woman he met, Kiseki. "Was it really that bad?"​

 

[Chungchangching]

GinkyGotBack
VITAN ARMERSTRANNIE

"It's no worries, this place is so crowded I'm surprised it hasn't happened more often. Nice stance by the way. Leaves a few openings, though."

Vitan let out a sarcastic laugh at his joke, rolling her eyes and smiling slightly. She sat down on the stool he offered albeit hesitantly. This guy seems nice enough to talk to and he confirmed that he was there on the truck. Vitan was a bit hesitant because this guy is a stranger but he also came from the same truck with the others so revealing her name would be fine. "Uh, Vitan." She says. "Vitan Armerstrannie." That's all she'll say for now. She already poured everything about her life on a random bartender like they were lifelong buddies, she won't do that again.

"So, did you end up going on that job? I don't know what you guys were doing, but it looks like it's got all of you on edge."

"Wait. . . What job?" Vitan blurted out, having no idea what he's talking about. She spent most of her time here crying that she didn't even recognize the others leave. They probably have cool gear now and not her. Oh well, she would have gotten killed in that mission if she participated so it's okay that she didn't go. Was it even dangerous? Judging by what this guy is saying with the others being 'on edge', she guesses it was.​

 

[GinkyGotBack]

Cal Kestis
Interacting w/:
Chungchangching (Vitan the Clueless)

The former Jedi laughed when Vitan asked about the job. It was funny seeing how innocent someone could be in a place like this. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Vitan. I'm sure we'll be good friends." Cal smiles again, and raises his hand a bit to catch the bartender's attention. "What do you drink? Moof Juice? Carbon Freeze? Sprite? Seems like they serve everything here." After saying that, Cal finished off his drink and ordered another one, this time getting a tall glass of a smoking yellow drink with some little green balls suspended in the liquid. "Carbon Freeze," he said, pausing to take a long drink. "Non-alcoholic and safe for human consumption. It tastes almost like a Blue Bantha, but without the creamy taste." Cal took another swig to finish it off, nearly slamming the glass on the countertop as he shuddered trying to swallow the beverage down. "I'm not quite used to the texture though. I figured I'd just give it a try."

"Sorry, I'm rambling. I guess I've just sort of been starved for conversation since I got here, you know what I mean? I just don't feel like there are many people around here that I can really talk to." Cal awkwardly scratched at the scar on his jaw, not entirely sure what to talk about. "So, where do you come from? Not from here, I'm assuming?"​

 

[Chungchangching]

GinkyGotBack
VITAN ARMERSTRANNIE

"Never heard of those drinks in my life." Vitan casually commented.

"Sorry, I'm rambling. I guess I've just sort of been starved for conversation since I got here, you know what I mean? I just don't feel like there are many people around here that I can really talk to. So, where do you come from? Not from here, I'm assuming?"

Hmmm, this chatty guy seems friendly enough to be considered an acquaintance but Vitan's paranoia is getting to her again. She didn't want to reveal her home just like that but it's not like she's going home anytime soon, she's stuck here with nothing, having no idea how to go home, so what the hell? It's not like he can take advantage with such trivial information. She stayed silent for a few seconds before finally answering. "It's fine. Also, I live in Valorhold. The slums, not the fancy parts." He probably doesn't even know what that place even is but whatever. She rested her head on her hand, eyeing the drink he finished. Wondering how it tastes like. It wouldn't hurt to try, right?

"Bartender, give me some of that too." She said.​

 

[Haz.]

The boy's eyes dart to and from Alexandria, and he regards her with little more than a frown as he crouches down beside the body. His gaze traces down the man's wound, following his open arteries to his wrist, where his eyes rest upon a peculiar object curled around his victim's ring-finger. As he examines it, he speaks to Hunter with a tone of nonchalance, saying "Combat training. Father was a bit strict, in that regard. It's a shame..."
The boy pauses, wiping the grime from the object's once-silver sheen, revealing a silver wedding ring. His frown tightens as his eyes narrow, and he punctuates his sentence with:
"... fathers can't be stricter on themselves," a hint of resent ever-present as he speaks. To prove his point, he pats down the corpse, and slips his fingers into the man's jean-pockets, from which he draws a set of Magnum condoms, scrutinizing them with a wrathful glare.
"What a scumbag. I pity his family."

However, the commotion he incidentally caused didn't go unnoticed, and the men assigned to defuse the situation - the morbid atrocities, the disfigured twins, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, Frankenstein and his monster - whatever they so happened to be, only issued a warning to avoid further complications, and coaxed the furry girl into lowering her weapon. He smiled, if only to make a better impression, and bowed in apology, though glanced nervously between the muscular man and his diminutive cohort, unsure of who was really in charge.
"I'm sorry, I seem to have gotten carried away. I assure you I will do no such thing again on your premises."

ButtDanceClaudette GinkyGotBack Sleek Nightwisher PolikShadowbliss​

 

[Centurion_]

• Steve Harrington
• Information/Inventory

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  Steve is surprised by Kiseki's sudden appearance as she calls out and embraces him. "Woah..! Heeeey yoou!" He called back.
  Picking her up and spinning her in a tight hug he cheers in delight, "How have ya' been~?"
  He puts her down, with a huge smile on his face. "Oh! Yeah, hey look at this!" He proclaimed, taking the cigarette out of his mouth, putting it in an ash-tray on the counter.
  Steve proceeds to lift his shirt, showing that his wounds had been completely healed as he cheers hysterically.
  "Look, all gone! Crazy, right?!" He exclaims at Kiseki.
  
  L3n​
  
  
• 
  Status:
  
  Injured: Steve has a burn on his mid-section.
  
  Current Equipment:
  
  Cursed Bat: No clue what it does so far, but it looks good for caving someone's skull in.
  
  

 

[L3n]

Kiseki Naoru

"I'd love to be friends with you!”

Kiseki couldn’t help but laugh as the other spun her around as she tightly embraced him back. “I’ve been good!”she smiled, even though her legs were on fire and she just saw a man get shanked in the throat.

She looked at him, incredibly intrigued as he placed her down and put out his cigarette, telling her to look at something. Kiseki didn’t even bat an eye at him lifting his shirt up to reveal his injury gone. “Congrats! How do you feel now?”she asked him excitedly. Now that she thought about it she hadn’t seen Cal or Vitan, and she made a mental note to check on them soon.

mentions: Cal ( GinkyGotBack ) Vitan ( Chungchangching )|♡| interactions: Steve ( Centurion_ ) |♡| location: the bar

 

[Centurion_]

• Steve Harrington
• Information/Inventory

• 
  
  
  

  
  
  Steve pulls his shirt back down, happy to see his new friend. He shoots her a warm smile before he points at her legs and raises a brow. "How about you? Did you let the cold-hearted lady heal you too?" He questions her, checking to see if she had received similar treatment. Whether Steve would actually confront the lady and demand treatment after she almost killed him was up for debate, but he wanted to make sure that she was well and healthy.
  
  "Oh, and yeah. I feel great, thanks for asking." He adds on, almost feeling like he felt inclined to answer her question considering she had done nothing but listen to his blabbering and rambling for the past few hours.
  
  L3n​
  
  
• 
  Status:
  
  Injured: Steve has a burn on his mid-section.
  
  Current Equipment:
  
  Cursed Bat: No clue what it does so far, but it looks good for caving someone's skull in.
  
  

 

[GinkyGotBack]

Cal Kestis
Interacting w/:
Chungchangching (Vitan the Thirsty)

Cal noted Vitan ordering a Carbon Freeze and got to work on ordering a Blue Bantha for himself. It was a glass of blue milk with a cookie sitting on top of the glass, decorated with frosting made to resemble a bantha horn. So, in retrospect, he was just ordering milk and a cookie, but the bartender made it all the same with no complaints. "Seriously though, I'd try to chew the little green balls first. They taste like chocolate, but you might end up choking if you try to swallow them whole."

Cal sipped from his own drink as he watched Vitan drink from hers. She seemed alright, if a bit rough around the edges. The girl kind of reminded him of some people... Well, a lot of people, that he worked with on Bracca. Leaving the glass half-empty, Cal waited for Vitan to finish her own drink before he spoke up again. "So Valorhold, huh? Can't say I've heard of it. What's it like there?" ​

 

[ButtDanceClaudette]

• Steve Harrington
• Information/Inventory

• 
  
  
  

  
  
  Steve pulls his shirt back down, happy to see his new friend. He shoots her a warm smile before he points at her legs and raises a brow. "How about you? Did you let the cold-hearted lady heal you too?" He questions her, checking to see if she had received similar treatment. Whether Steve would actually confront the lady and demand treatment after she almost killed him was up for debate, but he wanted to make sure that she was well and healthy.
  
  "Oh, and yeah. I feel great, thanks for asking." He adds on, almost feeling like he felt inclined to answer her question considering she had done nothing but listen to his blabbering and rambling for the past few hours.
  
  L3n​
  
  
• 
  Status:
  
  Injured: Steve has a burn on his mid-section.
  
  Current Equipment:
  
  Cursed Bat: No clue what it does so far, but it looks good for caving someone's skull in.
  
  

In the corner of your eye, Steve could spot a pamphlet hanging on a wooden billboard. It glimmers in the club lights above and around it. Do you decide to investigate? Y/N?

Centurion_ @anyoneinterested

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

In the corner of your eye, Steve could spot a pamphlet hanging on a wooden billboard. It glimmers in the club lights above and around it. Do you decide to investigate? Y/N?

Centurion_ @anyoneinterested

Hunter eventually grew bored sitting in the bar, doing nothing, when the pamphlet caught her red eyes, and slowly she walked up to it, clicking her tongue.
ButtDanceClaudette

 

[ButtDanceClaudette]

Hunter approaches the pamphlet and reads the following:

"Fight 4 Your Life Tournament XXIII: Hosted by the Black Dragon Clan"

"Ready to prove yourself in kombat? Your friends calling you a pussy? Sign up for the 23rd edition of the 'Fight 4 Your Life' tournament starting on 12/5/19 at 5:00PM and win an assortment of prizes! Money, weapons, perhaps a slave to do your bidding? The Black Dragon clan has you covered - if you survive, that is. Join today. Located between 47th and Colfax."

Centurion_ PolikShadowbliss @anyonewhowantsin​

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Hunter

Hunter smirked. A fight to the death huh? I might actually die in this endeavor, but hey if I survive, I will be stronger for it. She scanned the pamphlet and it pinged in her mind something awful. That symbol, where have I seen that before?​

 

[L3n]

Kiseki Naoru

"I'd love to be friends with you!”

Kiseki looked down at her legs when the other pointed to them before sheepishly laughing. “Ah, no I haven’t spoke to her yet,”she absentmindedly played with the ends of her skirt. “But it’s okay! I feel normal!”she lied, hoping the other wouldn’t worry about her. The pain wasn’t as blistering anymore so it wasn’t really a bother, she had dealt with worse.

“I’m glad you’re okay! Oh what do you think that says?”Kiseki asked when she noticed a pamphlet out of the corner of her eye, easily getting distracted from making sure the other was okay.

mentions: xoxo|♡| interactions: Steve ( Centurion_ )|♡| location: the bar

 

[Centurion_]

• Steve Harrington
• Information/Inventory

• 
  
  
  

  
  
  “You should get it checked, you won’t regret it~” Steve teases Kiseki, he gently drags her over to the billboard by her wrist and reads it out loud to her. Making a new friend has helped him keep his mind pre-occupied and busy thinking about something other than Hawkins and everyone he’s missing.
  
  A smug smile creeps onto his face, “You think I could win?” He asks as he stands confidently whilst tensing his arms, trying to show impress Kiseki with his athleticism.
  
  “If I’m going to be honest though, you should join in too, the competition won’t be able to bring themselves to punching something so cute.” Steve compliments her, simulatenously pressuring her into joining with him. He wanted to get home above all else but who said he couldn’t woo some ladies on the way, maybe he could find a way to bring them back to Hawkins too.
  
  L3n ButtDanceClaudette​
  
  
• 
  Status:
  
  Healthy: Steve has no injuries and is not ill.
  
  Current Equipment:
  
  Cursed Bat: No clue what it does so far, but it looks good for caving someone's skull in.
  
  

 

[L3n]

Kiseki Naoru

"I'd love to be friends with you!”

Kiseki smiled, nodding her head to what he suggested. “Maybe I will,”she teased back as the male guided her to where the pamphlet was posted by her wrist. The girls eyes wandered from their hands to back to the bar, making a note to check in with the girl who could heal later.

As the male read the advertisement for the tournament out loud she followed along, reading the written words. This kind of thing didn’t appeal to her. She’d much rather go to a civil debate if she wanted to see people fight, not something with actual combat. Kiseki couldn’t help but chuckle as Steve showed off, but of course she responded with her honest optimism. “I think you could totally win! Last time I checked you’re pretty good at punching things in the face,”Kiseki playfully, and lightly, punched the air as she mimicked the punch the other threw at the guard.

“If not attacking something because it’s cute actually works though then you don’t have to worry about losing! I don’t think I’d join though. I’m no where near as strong as you are,”she waved her hand in dismissal before her eyes seemed to light up with interest again. “I could come watch!”she suggested as she happily looked up at the other. Even though watching would make her want to heal anyone who got injured it’d be worth sitting and doing nothing if she got to cheer on Steve. Or did they stand at these type of events?

mentions: xoxo|♡| interactions: Steve ( Centurion_ )|♡| location: the bar

 

[Centurion_]

• Steve Harrington
• Information/Inventory

• 
  
  
  Steve seemed to be making her laugh, he was feeling pretty good about himself, until she made the comment about him 'winning' in reference to punching the guard. They both full-well knew that Steve lost that fight and got shot, several times because of it. She obviously didn't mean it as a low-blow, but Steve definitely took it as one. "Aha.. Yeah..." He awkwardly agrees whilst she imitates his punch.
  
  

  

  
  
  His spirits were lifted when she rebounded with a compliment, she clearly didn't mean any harm and was willing to support him because she liked him.
  But was he really willing to put his life on the line once more for a girl he barely knew and had only recently met?
  
  "Hell yeah, you should come and watch me kick some ass!" He cheers with a forced smile on his face, he couldn't help but think how stupid this was but Dustin told him he should never ignore an opportunity, especially if one is literally right in-front of him.
  
  L3n ButtDanceClaudette​
  
  
• 
  Status:
  
  Healthy: Steve has no injuries and is not ill.
  
  Current Equipment:
  
  Cursed Bat: No clue what it does so far, but it looks good for caving someone's skull in.
  
  

 

[L3n]

Kiseki Naoru

"I'd love to be friends with you!”

Kiseki’s face fell fast when she heard Steve’s awkward response to her punch reference. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t of brought that up! I won’t do it again,”she exclaimed worriedly, fiddling with her skirt. Her goldfish brain didn’t seem to be thinking when she made that comment.

The girl nodded her head in support as the other said she should come watch, “I’d love to! But remember you don’t have to do it, especially if there’s actually a chance you could die,”Kiseki was hoping that was just an exaggeration to get people interested. Like when others say “these burgers will knock your socks off!” Kiseki smiled again, “Weapons and money aren’t worth anyone’s life, plus that way we could watch together!”

mentions: xoxo|♡| interactions: Steve ( Centurion_ )|♡| location: the bar

 

[Sleek]

Alexandria, after trying and failing to comprehend the handshake the bartender gave her, sighed and walked over to the poster. It promised riches, though there'd be a fight. She shrugged, looking to hunter (figures she'd be here), Steve, and Kiseki. She hoped she wouldn't have to fight any of them, though she still would have to.

"You three looking to join this?"

PolikShadowbliss Centurion_ L3n ButtDanceClaudette