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Dillian Smith, The Blood Moon Inn

Werewolf Magical ★ Bartender
#21976
Glasses clanked, Dillian once again cleaning glasses as he looked at the clock waiting to go home for the night his worn jacket waiting to be put on and the pack of smokes ready to be enjoyed. On his night stand was his own personal whiskey ready to be poured. As Emm went around making sure people were happy, he watched. Serving people here and there with a forced smile on his face.

The towel was set down on the counter as he leaned on the inner part watching the door, watching the people. Watching any indication he'd have to play bouncer as well as barkeep. To his surprise everyone in the place seemed....ok. For now.

Played By: Maki
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Ermentrude Osbjornsdotter, The Blood Moon Inn

Fleur Du Sang Vampire ★ Server
#21993
Erme approached the bar with a new drink order for one of the booths in the back, smiling at Dillian as she rattled off the cocktails. "It is quiet tonight." She observed while she waited, taking in the half-empty room. "Quiet is bad." She narrowed her eyes at a the only large group at the bar. They certainly weren't regulars. And several of them had accents that indicated they weren't locals, either. They'd come in over an hour ago and ordered a couple of rounds, having arrived already pretty sloshed as it was. She'd worked in this business long enough to know that they posed a potential for trouble. Drunk and non-local - a recipe for belligerence. And Erme knew that when things were quiet, like it was tonight, it was typically just the calm before the storm. This was conflicting for Erme. On the one hand, this was her place of employment. Meaning that they would have to quell any restlessness if it occurred. But on the other, there was nothing Erme enjoyed more than a good old fashioned ruckus. But the mess they called was rarely worth the clean up she'd be forced to help with after the entertaining bit was over.

She was probably just being paranoid, though. Everything seemed well so far. And closing was right around the corner.

Played By: Sammy
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Dillian Smith, The Blood Moon Inn

Werewolf Magical ★ Bartender
#21996
He figured his break was over as she walked back over empty handed, other than a couple empty glasses which he took and set on the table before he started to make the drinks she was rattling off. It was far from a problem, the more he made the more money was made. The more money made and the more sloshed people got the bigger chance to a tip - at least with regulars. Tonight that area was a toss up as most of the people weren't normal customers. The most he figured was they would make the night at least seem like less time. "Nothing we can help." He said as he finished the first drink, one of the customers looking over to see what the barkeeps were doing. "What I'm not a fan of is the fact I know none of these people." He said quietly enough to keep it between them. She wasn't the only one thinking about the fact that new comers usually came in cocky and after more than a few drinks he was usually knocking out a jaw or two to keep the peace.


She may have been paranoid...but he was just waiting. Waiting for a show to start as he made one poisonous drink after another.

Played By: Maki
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Hugh Cairns, Bucket Bros. Travelling Carnival

Seer Magical ★ Fortune Teller
#22058
Hugh was, to put it lightly, a little toasted. The boys at the Bucket Bros had suggested a night out to celebrate a birthday - and who was Hugh to say no to such a fantastic cause. They'd taken turns buying rounds and between the 8 of them, things had gotten slightly out of hand somewhere around three rounds ago. Which was when they had stumbled into this fine establishment. Well, fine might have been overstating a wee bit. But Hugh wasn't picky about where he beered-up. As far as he was concerned, this bar was just as good as any. He was feeling too good to rightly care where they had stumbled after the last bar had kicked them out on their rear-ends.

"You don't right know what'chur talkin' bout." One of the maintenance guys complained to him, giving a light shove to his left shoulder. Hugh didn't much like to be touched. He especially didn't much like being touched in an argument by drunk knumbskulls who needed a cuff to the head.

"Shuddup, Murray." He growled, "And keepyer hands off me." He shoved the older man back. He'd taken enough shit in his life from strangers - he wasn't about to take any from his coworkers either. He'd only known Murray six months and he'd already found the man to be a buffoon. This was only strengthening that conclusion.

"You canny tell me whadda do." Murray swayed lightly on his feet, frown taking over his face. Before Hugh could react, he was on his arse on the floor - having been tipped off his stool by a drunken Murray.

Oh boy, the Scot had done it now. Hugh pushed himself to his feet and stared up at the taller man. "You sholn't've done that." He poked Murray's chest. The alcohol had dulled their good sense. It was a recipe for disaster. At least Hugh was familiar with disasters.

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Ermentrude Osbjornsdotter, The Blood Moon Inn

Fleur Du Sang Vampire ★ Server
#22061
"It is not a good thing, no." She scrunched up her face and took the tray of completed drinks. "Hopefully it is all in my head, oui?" As Erme turned on her heel to delivery the order to the customers at the far table, though, a man at the end of the bar was pushed off his seat.

Twin reactions of irritation and amusement filtered through Ermentrude as she turned back around and placed the teetering tray back on the solid wood of the bar. "Or maybe I am right. Again." She had a knack for these things, unfortunately. It came packaged with her eternal life. "Shall you deal with them, or would you prefer it it to be moi?" She eyed the burly men in the corner of the dark room. Eight of them, in fact. They were severely outnumbered - even with their extrahuman abilities. "Or is this a job for two, mon petit lupe?"

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Dillian Smith, The Blood Moon Inn

Werewolf Magical ★ Bartender
#22070
"No, it's not." He said not taking his eyes off of them as they swayed a bit in their chairs, talking rather loudly. The next set of drinks were probably gonna put them to sleep, that's how sloshed Dillian figured they were.
"If history has a way of showing us the future...I give it," And down went the chair proving his point. He shut his eyes for a second, his ears listening to the fight starting.

He set the towel on the counter, and got out from behind the only regular watching him move as if he knew what was coming. Probably did, knowing how many times he'd kicked someone out. Violently.
"I'd say it's a job for two, keep their buddies off of me and I'll break them up." He said walking past her, and shoving them apart his history of working out hours a night paying off once again.
"I think you've outgrown even our welcome gentlemen." He said refusing to use the word mate, a word he thought needed taken out of the English language in ways of the 'friend' term.
"You and your friends need to find another place to finish this." He added.

He was fair...he'd only toss a punch if they tried to go at him. Until then he'd settle for trying to keep them apart.

Played By: Maki
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Hugh Cairns, Bucket Bros. Travelling Carnival

Seer Magical ★ Fortune Teller
#22609
Hugh was about to swing at Murray, the bastard, when a rough looking man stepped right up to them. Hugh was scrappy, after years of physical bullying he could handle himself in a fight. But he was short. And lean. There were only so many ways a man could compensate for his size. However, Hugh had enough alcohol in him to fell a small elephant. Even if Hugh knew that he should stand down, the liquor flowing through his veins was telling him that he could totally take this bartender guy. After all, it was just him and a petite blonde server. It wasn't like he had backup.

So where he should have politely excused himself and his friends from the bar and made for the circus, instead the words "Yeh can'ny tellme what tah do" found their way out instead. He turned to the bartender then, Murray all but forgotten behind him in favor of this new foe.

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Ermentrude Osbjornsdotter, The Blood Moon Inn

Fleur Du Sang Vampire ★ Server
#22610
Erme nodded at her coworker, and let him go about his business. She instead turned her attention to the belligerents' gaggle of friends. "Bonsoir, boys. You have been enjoying the evening, yes?" She did her best to pull their attention off the three men behind them, where the wolf was currently trying to defuse the situation and get the offenders out of the bar without incident. It didn't seem to be working all that well. But Erme had faith. She'd seen the young pup fend off bigger and more threatening interlopers in the past. And if he needed her she was here.

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Dillian Smith, The Blood Moon Inn

Werewolf Magical ★ Bartender
#22637
That was the problem with drunks who didn't know how this establishment worked, You drink...be merry and go on your way you were fine. One could even talk about illegal activity and Dillian would mind his own business if he didn't need to be included. You get roudy and make a scene, you'd end up knocked out with a black eye within a minute. However, the guy hadn't struck him yet.
"Mhmm..." He mused, keeping him away from his buddies while she kept his buddies away from him. "Normally I don't talk, so take my advice and find somewhere else to take your little fist fight."

Played By: Maki