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Lost and confused the poor Starling has no idea who he is since he lost his memory. But at least he knows he is one heck of a Black and Lock Smith. Though this Strain is a bit out there and likes to do his own thing. STARLING SATHE'S OVERVIEW
ORIGIN | RED CLAN |
POSITION | STRAIN |
AGE | 22 |
GENDER | |
SEXUALITY | Pan |
STATUS | Single |
JOB(S) | Blacksmith & Locksmith |
POSTS |  52 |
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♔ Posted on Jan 18, 2015 22:09:50 GMT -5 ♔
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◤ | ◥ |  like you always say, | "safe travels, don't die." | There where three places that Starling frequented in Lilla. One was his Blacksmith forge, the second was his home in the brothel, and the last was this amazing tavern. Though it was no surprise that he ran into a few brothel workes who gave him an odd look or two. Was he supposed to be out without Hessat? Many wondered about that but most left him alone. None really wanted to speak to the strain and that was all right by him. It meant he could have a little piece to himself. Th only thing he had to complain about was that he wished they would contain whoring to the house rather then out here. It might start giving the people wrong ideas.
With a heavy sigh, the smith took a seat by himself at a far table. It was there that he enjoyed a nice drink and merely people watching. There was enough drunks at the traven tonight to provide some pretty good entertainment. There was one fellow who couldn't walk, another that was losing a game of cards, and off to the side was another who couldn't decide if he wanted to laid or not by the two purples being overly flashy about it.
Oh, that was something he didn't want to see. Quickly he averted his gaze to something else. Anything else would be far more pleasing to the eyes then that giggling mess of a party. Ugh, maybe he should of just went home to bed instead of having a night to himself.
Stopping a bar maid, he asked for a refill while his eyes combed the area. Mm, not a single bard was out to tell a few stories, sad. But there did happen to be a new face off on the other end of the Tavern that Starling at not seen before and couldn't help but stare at him. Once he caught himself doing that, his eyes lowered to his drink as he felt a bit like a creepier. |
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ALESKEI VITALI'S OVERVIEW
ORIGIN | COLORLESS CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | twenty-nine |
GENDER |  Male |
SEXUALITY | homosexual |
STATUS | Single |
JOB(S) | assassin & card dealer |
POSTS | 7 |
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♔ Posted on Jan 19, 2015 22:02:06 GMT -5 ♔
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 let's dance with the devil "You can't bring that damn wolf in here, kid" The comment from the bartender was something that Aleskei ignored at first, but when the man went to grab for him, he almost got his arm chomped on by said pet. Crimson eyes moved towards the man, and his wolf who was very lightly hanging onto the arm. "The lady says she wants to be with me. I'd let him stay" He commented, smiling slowly at the man. Nuka's jaws unlatched from the man's arm and the two wandered over to the bar, taking a stool and tapping the money he had on the bar top. It was a couple drinks in before he noticed Nuka pawing the ground beside him. He paused, mid-sip, and glanced down at his girl. She was staring at a cat-eared boy who had been watching them. He blinked slowly, then shook his head. "Leave the poor kid alone, Nuka" He commented to the wolf, who whined even more. He grabbed one of the salty snacks from the bar and lowered his hand to her. She chewed on the snack, though the whine never stopped. "Christ, Nuka. Leave the poor kid alone, I said" And before he knew it, the wolf was off, bounding across the bar and skidding to a halt in front of the blonde boy. Aleskei sighed loudly, knocking back his drink, the nearly toppled the chair over and wandering over. That long-gaited walk was one of a predator, though he wasn't on the hunt at the moment. "Sorry if she scared you, Nuka's too friendly for her own good. But you're a cutie, and well, my girl here knows a cutie" The man commented, a wide grin coming over his normally cocky features. STARLING SATHE NETTE OF GS
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| Living two lives is tough. |
Lost and confused the poor Starling has no idea who he is since he lost his memory. But at least he knows he is one heck of a Black and Lock Smith. Though this Strain is a bit out there and likes to do his own thing. STARLING SATHE'S OVERVIEW
ORIGIN | RED CLAN |
POSITION | STRAIN |
AGE | 22 |
GENDER | |
SEXUALITY | Pan |
STATUS | Single |
JOB(S) | Blacksmith & Locksmith |
POSTS | 52 |
GEMS | |
♔ Posted on Jan 19, 2015 22:19:26 GMT -5 ♔
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◤ | ◥ | like you always say, | "safe travels, don't die." | The sounds of the bartender caught the foxes attention. His head soon followed the flicking of his ears and the fox was back to staring at the blond who had a, wait, was that a freaking wolf? Well, that was indeed a different sight because honetly, who had a wolf let alone take on into a bar. Hell, it would make one hell of a bar joke but joke's didn't try to bite your arm off. Oh dear.
Starling sunk down in his chair with his ears down cast. He was now doing his best to make himself appear very small in order not to be noticed. Why had he been staring at someone with a wolf? What if they didn't like the staring and sent the wolf to bite his face off? Oh lord, what if it took his arm! How would he make a living?
As if the Nuka was reading his mind it seemed the wolf was now staring right him. "Christ..." He muttered under his breath and then decided he needed a bit more of the sweat nectur in his cup for bravery. It helped a little bit to keep him from shaking in his little boots but when the beast suddenly came at him. All he could think about was how he was going to tell Hessat he lost an arm.
He couldn't help but flinch as he readied himself for an on coming attack. He held that flinch for a good twenty seconds before he realized nothing bad was happening to him. There was no pain and no blood. Slowly, and awkwardly, he opened his golden eyes to peer at the wolf who seemed to be happily sitting next to him.
"Ah. Good. G-good, wolf. Ah." Was that the proper way to speak to animal like Nuka? He hadn't a clue but he almost jumped out of his seat when the blond he had been staring at was now speaking to him. Justled back to life, Starling turned his gaze to the man. He had opened his mouth to say something but his words where cut off by his mouth snapping shut.
He was just called a cutie. Starling's face instantly lite up like a christmas tree. Once again, it took him a moment to find his words. "It's - It's okay. No, harm, um, done." Okay, yeah. So he wasn't very good with words on the fly. Unsure how to carry on he lowered his gaze back to his drink while scratching at the cups side as a distraction. |
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ALESKEI VITALI'S OVERVIEW
ORIGIN | COLORLESS CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | twenty-nine |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | homosexual |
STATUS | Single |
JOB(S) | assassin & card dealer |
POSTS | 7 |
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♔ Posted on Jan 19, 2015 23:11:18 GMT -5 ♔
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let's dance with the devil Nuka's tail patted against the ground as she glanced up at Aleskei, her mouth open as she panted in excitement. It was another strain, and a cute one at that. The wolf had a keen sense for the type, and while she normally didn't care about other people, the Strains were really the only people that the wolf would go directly to. Ales smiled down at his pet before patting her on the head, and turning his attention towards the other male. "She's not going to hurt you, kid. She likes your kind, unlike the barkeep behind us" He commented, loud enough that the man would hear the blonde's comment. A smirk was thrown over his shoulder before he returned his attention towards the other. Grabbing a chair, the Colorless Clanman spun it around, then sat with a leg on either side of the seat. Nuka moved around the table, sitting dow between the two men, and glancing between them. A whine escaped her, striving for attention, which prompted the man to reach over and scratch her behind the ears. She shook her head, before lifting her muzzle for her owner to scratch over the long mouth. "You shouldn't be drinking alone here, kid. There could be weirder people out there. But, not to worry. Nuka here will protect you" The blonde continued, glancing around before he waved a hand towards a tavern wench. "Hey, can I get a round of drinks, and maybe a bowl of water for my girl here?" He asked, with a charming smile, as he watched the lady nod, then smile at the wolf. Nuka, as if prompted, followed after the woman, though was soon shooed from behind the bar. She scampered back to Aleskei, though the bar wench soon returned with a glass, and bowl for the wolf. Ales's eyes moved back towards the Strain across from him, a smile on his features. "What brings a cute little thing like you out here? It's dangerous to go alone. STARLING SATHENETTE OF GS
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| Living two lives is tough. |
Lost and confused the poor Starling has no idea who he is since he lost his memory. But at least he knows he is one heck of a Black and Lock Smith. Though this Strain is a bit out there and likes to do his own thing. STARLING SATHE'S OVERVIEW
ORIGIN | RED CLAN |
POSITION | STRAIN |
AGE | 22 |
GENDER | |
SEXUALITY | Pan |
STATUS | Single |
JOB(S) | Blacksmith & Locksmith |
POSTS | 52 |
GEMS | |
♔ Posted on Jan 19, 2015 23:29:19 GMT -5 ♔
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◤ | ◥ | like you always say, | "safe travels, don't die." | Great, now he felt like a fool for flinching at a wolf coming over to him. He supposed that if she wasn't growling then everything was going to be perfectly a-okay. Too bad he never really been around a creature like her in the city. "Oh, sorry. I, um, haven't much experience with wolves." The fox glanced down at the surprisingly adorable wolf. Now that he really got a good look at her she wasn't as scary as he might of orginially thought. "Well, I'm glad someone likes my kind then." He offered the bartender an embrassed grin and sunk in his chair a bit more. Oh my, he really didn't want to draw any attention to himself but it was happening anyways.
"Well, it's not the frist time I'm drinking alone. So, I figure its okay. No one has really bothered me." Though he has been shot a few looks before but most leave him be. He supposed that had something to do with Hessat but never really looked into it. "Ah, so, what's her name? Your wolf I mean." He decided to change the subject of him being alone and drinking.
But the blond seemed to be hard to distract as the question came back around, as well as being called a cutie. He could feel his face burning again. "Please, don't call me that. I'm not a cutie." Starling muttered softly as he awkwardly took a sip of his drink of choice. "I just wanted to get out tonight, no real reason honestly." He smiled softly.
"And it's much more comfortable here then at my home right now." With that smile came a soft laugh as he thought about that statement for a moment. A Tavern would always be much more quiet then a place of lust.
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