Rising Star Tavern

[Aleister Black]

[Whoops! Totally slipped my mind! I guess we're even now ]

Faced with his new job, Rethel found himself stuck, tryin to decide which job to do first. Obviously the woman needed help though, so the moment of hesitation was short-lived. He quickly trotted over to the unconscious woman and was relieved to see she hadn't died yet. From what he could see right now, her leg was twisted something dreadful and there was some blood there, too, but he couldn't determine whether that was hers or someone else's. With some difficulty, the wiry buy dragged the limp body further inside the tavern, and lay her down on the floor.

Deft fingers checked for a pulse and without pausing went on to pat the woman's pockets for coin. While he was looking around, he called out, "Her leg is broken, and I think she may be bleeding from somewhere... But I'm not sure. Can't find a wound, s- Beat."

Rethel sat back a bit and went on, "Can't find any money, but she does have a nice set of, uhm, pistols." He quickly got the pistols out of the woman's belt and proudly showed them to Beat. Suddenly he seemed to remember something and he quickly wiped the bar with his sleeve, and then used a small and smudgy handkerchief to brush it up a bit more. He inspected his handiwork closely, and when he had established that this part of the bar now shone as much as the rest, he filled a mug with water and went back to the lady on the floor.

He splashed a bit of the cold water in her face and ask, "Miss? Miss, what happened?"

[SacredSilence]

Aria awoke from her unconscious spell after having cold water splashed on her face.
"H... Wh... What where am I?" Aria spoke nervously as she sat up and recoiled from the pain in her broken leg, she also reached for her pistols and couldnt find them in their holsters. " Where are my pistols?" Aria screeched as she realised they where missing.

Aria hauled herself onto a seat near to the bar and pulled a small pouch of coins from somewhere no man unless he was a ruthless outlaw would think to go. "Ill have two bottles of your strongest" Aria said slamming the money onto the bar in front of the barman.

"So where am I, and oh yeah before I forget my name is Aria and I was on the hunt for a criminal and awoke in the forest covered in blood with a broken leg." Aria spoke slowly so as to check each word came out clearly as she spoke to the two other people currently in the vicinity.

[Ryvius]

"If you wanted to enjoy her nice set of pistols, you shouldn't have woken her up first. You have a lot to learn about being a gentleman it seems." Beat said with a wry smile, relieving Rethel of the woman's pistols, and tossing them behind his back, moving his hands behind him to catch them. When his hands returned in view, however, they were holding two clear glasses of amber fluid which he sat on the counter in front of his new customer. "Everyone always wants the strongest drinks. Oh well, no accounting for taste I suppose." He said, quietly scooping up the money with his right hand.

"Well Aria, judging from your money-keeping habits you seem to a woman after my own heart. But it would seem whoever you were chasing got the best of you. And if it's me you're after you should tell me now, it's the polite thing to do after all." Beat smiled wide, showing off obnoxiously white teeth as his scarecrow frame leaned on the counter. "Tend to our customer's needs Rethel, I'll be right back." He said, dissapearing into a back room.

A few moments later he emerged with some basic medical supplies, bandages, gauze, antiseptic, and the like in a small box. He laid the box on the counter near Rethel. "I don't suppose you have any first aid skill boy?" Then he turned back to Aria. "I'm afraid I don't keep any drugs, so you'll have to rely on the liquor for pain." Truth be told, even though he had been clean for years now he was still afraid to keep drugs near him.

[Aleister Black]

"But, I wasn't..." Rethel stammered as he regained himself. "I-I wasn't going to steal them! I just didn't want her to wake up and shoot us!" He looked down to the floor and said softly, "It was just a precaution..." Despite how downcast he was by Beat's accusation, he couldn't help but stare in awe at his new employer's magic tricks. He promised himself he would practise tricks himself, too someday.

He immediately jumped to attention as Beat ordered him to look after the woman, but found there was little to do. Drink had already been provided for, and he couldn't really think of anything else to do just yet. Nice bar hand he was. Just at that moment, Beat came back in with a small first aid kit. Rethel stared at it as Beat asked, "I don't suppose you have any first aid skill boy?" After a few seconds, he hesitantly said, "We-ell... I've seen people do it a lot. And I pressed a wound closed once." Rethel was silent for a few seconds again. He could still see the pale face of a boy, younger even than he was. He could feel the touch of the blood spilling over his hands, and the boy's hands gripping Rethel's arms.

He snapped out of it. "... I'm no doctor..."

[Xion_XIVth]

((Hello there, peoples. Imma join in, if you don't mind. =D I hope you don't mind a bi-sexual/lesbian character. Since I'm trowing mind in the midst. WHEE. BTW, her daddy's a Doctor. I CAN ASSIST. :3 Her image is this, by the way. She looks roughly like this. http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs48/f/20...Shivawolf1.jpg ))

Sam groaned lightly, sitting up and stretching. Her maple brown hair was ruffled from a light nap, hat askew. When she opened her lime green eyes, though, she did a double take. The brunette adjusted her shirt. "Hullo there. Why am I in a meadow instead of my couch. Uhm..huh?" Ah, a girl who self-monologues aloud. Her voice was almost like Susan Egan (Meg from Disney's Hercules), tinged with a small British accent. She shrugged, deciding to make the best of her situation. When she turned her head, the sight of a tavern made her grin, and she pushed herself to her feet, walking, or stumbling, in that direction.

Soon enough, she slipped inside the bar, dark blue backpack she titled the T.A.R.D.I.S. over her shoulder. "Ohjeez. Is that blood I sent?" She requested, her 16 year-old voice tinged with slight confusion. "I thought this was a Tavern. Not a blood bath." She smiled lightly, letting a small giggle escape at the very idiotic joke. She stood 5"2, and as she slid in, she kicked off the shoes that made her a wee bit taller.

"Do you need help?" She asked the strange woman. "My father's a doctor, and I've seen him work...once in a while. It looks as if your leg is broken." Her eyes, just for a split second, caught on the woman's breasts, but she then continued upward to look at her in the face.

((I'm not sure if this is long, sorry. I just through I'd throw myself in here. Whee.))

[Ryvius]

“Your father was a doctor? I guess that makes you qualified.” Beat cocked his head and looked at the young girl quizzically. “…’course, unless your father was Jesus, you won’t be much help. Take a look, she’s left this work….and her blood all over my floor.” He muttered the last part so quietly you couldn’t be sure if you heard him or not. He bent down and scooped his arms under her lifeless body, her limbs and head dangled down as he rose up. His face straightened out and his voice took a serious tone.i
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of her respectfully.” He slowly carried the lifeless body into a back room. Suddenly, a large crash could be heard followed by lots of small objects falling to the floor. Beat emerged with a worried look on his face, muttering in the low tone again. “…I’ll clean all that up later.” When he got back behind the bar he looked down at the floor. “…oh yeah, and the floor too.” He muttered. “Didn’t I hire someone to do all the cleaning jobs I didn’t wanna do?” He looked around. Where did that kid get off to? Oh well, he had a customer.

He leaned his tall body over the bar counter and smiled at the young girl. “Well little miss, what can I get for you? Cold drink? Hot meal? Soft bed? I, the humble Beat, am here to take care of every traveler’s need…”

[Xion_XIVth]

Sam snorted in laughter. "Ohboy. Do you want me to help clean up the blood, since it isn't a very pretty stain. Not very pretty at all." she paused for a few moments. "Though, some hot chocolate would be nice. Does the weather change from sunny to snowy this fast usually?" The girl shivered. "I wish I'd brought my jacket....sheesh."

She looked around, then back to him. "Minus the blood, loud crashes, and corpses, this is a pretty nice place. And pretty." She sniffed the air. "It would smell good, too..." she grinned, walking around. "So, is this your first day open?"

Sam blushed, realizing that she had changed topic rapidly. "Sorry," she tapped her head. "A.D.D. kicks in a lot. All the stuff in my head is everywhere, and it spills out rapidly." She beamed.

[mian_afi143]

"Might as well check it out" Dave mumbled. He pushed the door aside and looked in "Guess I'm the first one here" Dave thought. He took a few steps in.Dave smiled, at the man. Dave took out money to pay for the next five drinks "Keep the change" Dave smiled as he placed the empty glass in front of the bartender and with his right hand went into his pocket I got the recipe for that in a foreign land where men had limbs the size of tree trunks, and the sounds of their giant hearts pumping blood through their veins was like a roaring river. I've been using it as an herbicide." Beat leaned forward on the bar with his elbows, casually smoking his cigarette that never seemed to ash.

[papusona]

People that are maybe rising stars, you don't have to pay to see them.