Post by Ruqa Reyes on Feb 6, 2020 13:21:23 GMT -5
Despite having been a month after the attack Haven was still a chaotic mess and it was no fun to be there anymore. People were still moping around the hallways and in-fights between students were becoming increasingly common. Usually Ruqa would be all for that but it was all drama which she was going to keep her neck out of if she could help it. All her favourite hanging out spots on campus were wrecked so she couldn’t go there and she had no idea what her friends were up to, seemingly caught up in their own problems. It really wasn’t any of her business and unless someone addressed her personally Ruqa decided she wasn’t going to get involved.
So the only thing she could think to do was go drinking! Still in her Haven uniform, dress shirt and skirt included, Ruqa pops down to the Ground District, looking for a seedy bar that either didn’t card or had a good reputation with hunters. And she knew just the place, The Cutting Edge Pub, a little alehouse that was infamous for a hot second with old news of a fight between hunters and was more or less recovered from any battle damage. Or not, Ruqa couldn’t really tell given the decorations which made it hard to tell if it was shoddy repairs or just cheap furniture. Apparently the place used to be a forge or smithy and the newest owner tried to convert it into a bar. “Tried” being the operative word. It was the attempt at the the idea of a bar but really it was just a crowded room full of cheap chairs for drunks to fill.
“For fucks sake...” a rough voice mumbled.
Ruqa glanced over and met eyes with the bartender which looked less than pleased which she returned with a wry smile.
A stout man in an apron leaned across the bar and growled. “Tch another hunter eh? Got any more friends I should be warned about? If you want to cause trouble there’s a bloke down the road that you should visit. Not here.”
Ruqa waved him off “Nah nothing like that. Just wanted to get a drink before I head back for the night. How about it, eh?”
Francis snorted and turned his back to her “Tch. Grab a seat then. But don’t get comfy, eh?”
Ruqa grinned at him and went over to a seat by the bar. Francis seemed rough but it seemed like even though some Haven trainees started some shit, scaring away a bit of business the guy still didn’t turn away students. Ballsy move for a civilian, although he could be an ex-hunter too for the way he held himself. Brave enough not to put up with shit from aura enhanced teenagers that's for sure.
“So… how’s Haven going on?” Francis mumbled while polishing a glass, not quite looking at her. “...Not sure what you kids are up to. I’ve never heard of an accident in Haven like that before. Just crazy.”
“Nah it’s just quiet now. First years are all safe in their beds. Don’t worry about it man.” Ruqa said with a complacent smile. “Thanks for caring though.”
The large man just tutted under his breath and brought over a glass.
“Alright then… what will it be miss?”
“Can I get a dirty shirley?” Something light would do her just fine.
“Don’t know what this is. Only got what’s on the drink list kay kid?”
“...A cream liqueur?” she pleaded
He shook his head. “We got whatever is on tap”
“Get me a pale ale...” Ruqa sighed.
The man delivered and went back to his side of the bar. She took a sip of the watered down ale and took it down with not much pleasure. She considered bar hopping if this place turned out to be boring.
Ruqa looked around the room which only had a few other patrons at their own tables. “Have you considered getting a karaoke machine to spice things up?”
Word Count 669
Total Word Count 669
Ruqa Colour Hex: 54e1fb
Francis Colour Hex: 8be610
Aura: 100%
Kinetic Helix [F]
Mantis Brachius [F]
(R1)(R2)(L1)(L2)
Mixed Martial Arts [F]
Athletics [F]
Strength [F]
So the only thing she could think to do was go drinking! Still in her Haven uniform, dress shirt and skirt included, Ruqa pops down to the Ground District, looking for a seedy bar that either didn’t card or had a good reputation with hunters. And she knew just the place, The Cutting Edge Pub, a little alehouse that was infamous for a hot second with old news of a fight between hunters and was more or less recovered from any battle damage. Or not, Ruqa couldn’t really tell given the decorations which made it hard to tell if it was shoddy repairs or just cheap furniture. Apparently the place used to be a forge or smithy and the newest owner tried to convert it into a bar. “Tried” being the operative word. It was the attempt at the the idea of a bar but really it was just a crowded room full of cheap chairs for drunks to fill.
“For fucks sake...” a rough voice mumbled.
Ruqa glanced over and met eyes with the bartender which looked less than pleased which she returned with a wry smile.
A stout man in an apron leaned across the bar and growled. “Tch another hunter eh? Got any more friends I should be warned about? If you want to cause trouble there’s a bloke down the road that you should visit. Not here.”
Ruqa waved him off “Nah nothing like that. Just wanted to get a drink before I head back for the night. How about it, eh?”
Francis snorted and turned his back to her “Tch. Grab a seat then. But don’t get comfy, eh?”
Ruqa grinned at him and went over to a seat by the bar. Francis seemed rough but it seemed like even though some Haven trainees started some shit, scaring away a bit of business the guy still didn’t turn away students. Ballsy move for a civilian, although he could be an ex-hunter too for the way he held himself. Brave enough not to put up with shit from aura enhanced teenagers that's for sure.
“So… how’s Haven going on?” Francis mumbled while polishing a glass, not quite looking at her. “...Not sure what you kids are up to. I’ve never heard of an accident in Haven like that before. Just crazy.”
“Nah it’s just quiet now. First years are all safe in their beds. Don’t worry about it man.” Ruqa said with a complacent smile. “Thanks for caring though.”
The large man just tutted under his breath and brought over a glass.
“Alright then… what will it be miss?”
“Can I get a dirty shirley?” Something light would do her just fine.
“Don’t know what this is. Only got what’s on the drink list kay kid?”
“...A cream liqueur?” she pleaded
He shook his head. “We got whatever is on tap”
“Get me a pale ale...” Ruqa sighed.
The man delivered and went back to his side of the bar. She took a sip of the watered down ale and took it down with not much pleasure. She considered bar hopping if this place turned out to be boring.
Ruqa looked around the room which only had a few other patrons at their own tables. “Have you considered getting a karaoke machine to spice things up?”
Word Count 669
Total Word Count 669
Ruqa Colour Hex: 54e1fb
Francis Colour Hex: 8be610
Aura: 100%
Kinetic Helix [F]
Mantis Brachius [F]
(R1)(R2)(L1)(L2)
Mixed Martial Arts [F]
Athletics [F]
Strength [F]
