[Neutral RP Thread] The Dawn Tavern

[Gutsy]

Noticing hannibal from the corner of her eye, she approached.

So, what's it goin' to be, hun?

Seeing the shadow approaching him as he looks at his own hand, he can see the figure of a woman, he almost seemed like he was in a trance. Yet when he heard the voice of Consuella, he snapped out of it, and with a shaky hand and a rasp voice he replied, "I'd like to have a glass of Whiskey please..." he then proceeded to flick the coin into the air, with a completely steady hand, as if he suddenly felt fine. The coin would rotate through the air so that Consuella could catch it. Yet while rotating if someone looked close enough, and if standing within the vicinity of Hannibal, one could see that something was written in blood on one of its sides.

 

[Lili-Chwan]

Please, you're a regular. First one's on the house

She says, letting the coin fall on the counter, going to the cellar to retrieve a good whiskey bottle and bring it up. Placing a cup, a bucket of ice and the bottle.

Carefull with that one, a bunch of hooligans came in here and took all my ice buckets.

 

[Gutsy]

Please, you're a regular. First one's on the house

She says, letting the coin fall on the counter, going to the cellar to retrieve a good whiskey bottle and bring it up. Placing a cup, a bucket of ice and the bottle.

Carefull with that one, a bunch of hooligans came in here and took all my ice buckets.

As if with cat reflexes his hand shot out from his cloak and grapped the coin once again, before it hit the counter, while he lifted his head and looked at her with a smile. "Thank you Consuella, I appreciate it..." Hannibal then proceeded to place a few icecubes in his cup and poured some whiskey in it, before placing the bottle in the icebucket. "You know I'm searching for a particular person.. perhaps you could be of assistance, since I can see that a lot of people stop by this tavern each day... so it might, just might be possible you have seen her..." Hannibal said with a calm voice, while his red eyes glared at her eyes, they seemed a bit distant to him but, what the hell. Even though he asked if she had seen a certain person, he already found the person he was looking for, standing right in front of him, he never forgot.

 

[Vision]

Through all the commotion inside the tavern. Melanie, out of no where visits the tavern in a long time. She knows what the tavern is made up of and long while ago, returning from her adventure after her departure, comes back to where it all started, where it all ended as well. She opens the entry way and steps inside the tavern. Even from the outside as said before, can hear the commotion. She quitely, while unoticed sits down at the bar.

Melanie no longer has the flashy cloak that she used to wear. Not many people would notice her anyway, she's been gone for a long time. She currently wears a all black cloak, not too flashy and quite stealthy at night. While hearing everything in the bar with nonesense. She waits until consuella's attention is back at the bar. Someone orders a drink...... a free one at that, Melanie speaks.

Melanie: Long time...... I'll take my usual.... though do you still rememeber it?

 

[Lili-Chwan]

As if with cat reflexes his hand shot out from his cloak and grapped the coin once again, before it hit the counter, while he lifted his head and looked at her with a smile. "Thank you Consuella, I appreciate it..." Hannibal then proceeded to place a few icecubes in his cup and poured some whiskey in it, before placing the bottle in the icebucket. "You know I'm searching for a particular person.. perhaps you could be of assistance, since I can see that a lot of people stop by this tavern each day... so it might, just might be possible you have seen her..." Hannibal said with a calm voice, while his red eyes glared at her eyes, they seemed a bit distant to him but, what the hell. Even though he asked if she had seen a certain person, he already found the person he was looking for, standing right in front of him, he never forgot.

Ah, I do know of many people. Who are you interested in?

She says leaning in closer. When the new arrival comes, Consuella rises a finger for the man in front of her to hold, and moves off the counter, towards the new cloaked figure.

Through all the commotion inside the tavern. Melanie, out of no where visits the tavern in a long time. She knows what the tavern is made up of and long while ago, returning from her adventure after her departure, comes back to where it all started, where it all ended as well. She opens the entry way and steps inside the tavern. Even from the outside as said before, can hear the commotion. She quitely, while unoticed sits down at the bar.

Melanie no longer has the flashy cloak that she used to wear. Not many people would notice her anyway, she's been gone for a long time. She currently wears a all black cloak, not too flashy and quite stealthy at night. While hearing everything in the bar with nonesense. She waits until consuella's attention is back at the bar. Someone orders a drink...... a free one at that, Melanie speaks.

Melanie: Long time...... I'll take my usual.... though do you still rememeber it?

The usual. will that be man's tears and blood of innocents with a side of tequilla?

Consuella smirks, leaning in on the counter in front of her long-time gone colleague.

 

[Gutsy]

Hannibal was about to speak the words he had been preparing in his mind over the last ten seconds, yet before he could speak out, Consuella raised her finger in front of him, showing him to be quiet and await until she would return. As he saw her walk over to another woman standing at the bar, Hannibal would proceed to lean back and relax his body, while closing his eyes, only using his ears to listen to his surroundings, awaiting the return of Consuella.

 

[Matt]

Ulquoirra had been travelling for what felt like minutes but turned out to be hours, after hours of travelling through forests and across rivers he had arrived at the Dawn Tavern and walked in and sat at the chair in the corner so that he was capable of observing the surrounding area.

 

[Aomine Daiki]

Spoiler

Ulquoirra had been travelling for what felt like minutes but turned out to be hours, after hours of travelling through forests and across rivers he had arrived at the Dawn Tavern and walked in and sat at the chair in the corner so that he was capable of observing the surrounding area.

Walking in the Dawn Tavern, Kakashi stood at the entrance for a few seconds, looking around and paying attention to the scenes that we're happening infront of him. Spotting a man who was sitting alone on the corner. A fine choice of place to rest, as the man had view over the entire tavern. Kakashi himself used to chose an identical place when he used to visit. Walking towards the man and reaching his table he looked the man in the eyes before speaking.

Forgive the interruption. My name is Kakashi Hatake. Mind if I join you?

 

[Gutsy]

Walking in the Dawn Tavern, Kakashi stood at the entrance for a few seconds, looking around and paying attention to the scenes that we're happening infront of him. Spotting a man who was sitting alone on the corner. A fine choice of place to rest, as the man had view over the entire tavern. Kakashi himself used to chose an identical place when he used to visit. Walking towards the man and reaching his table he looked the man in the eyes before speaking.

Forgive the interruption. My name is Kakashi Hatake. Mind if I join you?

Noticing the man approaching the figure in the corner, Hannibal was simply following his movements slowly with his red eyes, while still pretending as if he was drinking from the finest beverage which was offered to him by Consuella. his hood was still on and he would come off as a poor man with little to no money, and Consuella would seem like a nice person to offer such a thing for a man like him indeed. He could not help but wonder what Hatake Kakashi from Konohagakure would be doing in such a place, especially when the opposing person was from Kumogakure. easily distinguishable, both of them, wearing their ridiculous headbands and Kakashi being as famous as he is, its obvious that either they were friends or simply meeting for some sort of purpose. At least that is what went through Hannibals head, as he pulled out a small notebook and a pen and began writing down a few words.

 

[Matt]

Walking in the Dawn Tavern, Kakashi stood at the entrance for a few seconds, looking around and paying attention to the scenes that we're happening infront of him. Spotting a man who was sitting alone on the corner. A fine choice of place to rest, as the man had view over the entire tavern. Kakashi himself used to chose an identical place when he used to visit. Walking towards the man and reaching his table he looked the man in the eyes before speaking.

Forgive the interruption. My name is Kakashi Hatake. Mind if I join you?

Ulquoirra looked up at the man and nodded as a sign of approval towards the man's question, he began thinking to himself, he knew that name and then it came to him Kakashi Hatake of the Sharingan. Ulquoirra closed his eyes and leaned back on his chair

So what do I owe the pleasure?

 

[Aomine Daiki]

Noticing the man approaching the figure in the corner, Hannibal was simply following his movements slowly with his red eyes, while still pretending as if he was drinking from the finest beverage which was offered to him by Consuella. his hood was still on and he would come off as a poor man with little to no money, and Consuella would seem like a nice person to offer such a thing for a man like him indeed. He could not help but wonder what Hatake Kakashi from Konohagakure would be doing in such a place, especially when the opposing person was from Kumogakure. easily distinguishable, both of them, wearing their ridiculous headbands and Kakashi being as famous as he is, its obvious that either they were friends or simply meeting for some sort of purpose. At least that is what went through Hannibals head, as he pulled out a small notebook and a pen and began writing down a few words.

Ulquoirra looked up at the man and nodded as a sign of approval towards the man's question, he began thinking to himself, he knew that name and then it came to him Kakashi Hatake of the Sharingan. Ulquoirra closed his eyes and leaned back on his chair

So what do I owe the pleasure?

Upon getting the responce, Kakashi takes a seat at the left side of the mans front, choosing this position with great accurasy for he now had clear view of the entire room and at the same time at the man in front. Kakashi, being a man of causiousness and awarness, kept attention at everyone in the room. With a minimal eye movement, almost impossible to detect if not standing very close to him, Kakashi's sight falls on a man at the bar. With a hood covering parts of the face the man came to look like a fairly poor merchant. But the outside told nothing of the in. Whilst looking at the man in front of him, Kakashi still kept his attention on the man at the bar. The man was experienced, that was easy to tell. Hiding behind the glas of drinks, he sent swift looks at Kakashi's table, and after looking more carefully, Kakashi could spot handmovement from the mans other hand, with a pen resting on it. Taking note of these behaviours, Kakashi directed his attention back at the man in front of him. staring at the man with a casual look on his face he says:

I've heard words of an upcoming change in this world. A revamp of some sort. Taking a break from village duties ive decided to visits a few locations. heading towards one of those i ran across this place. I actually walked in thinking it was a brothel, an honest mistake.

But enough about me for now. What brings Ulquiorra Cifer to the Dawn?

 

[Omega]

Ragna walked into the bar after passing out after his encounter wit Orochimaru. His hand hurt like hell and he needed to blow off some steam. He also had something else to do. He kept his headband off. He chuckled to himself. Without a konoha headband he really did look like the ruthless, bloodthirsty ninjas of his Kiri origins. He took a seat noticing Kakashi and others without really giving sign of acknowledgement. He planned to be a stranger. He waited for his drinks while watching the others.

 

[Naruto.]

Hashirama had flown towards the Dawn Tavern on his Wooden bird, desperately looking for a drink. His feud with Madara ended there and then, and he wanted to drink to his heart's content, his heart satisfied over the fact that Konohagakure had regained peace. But, he had exiled himself from the village, leaving the responsibility to his younger brother, Tobirama and wanted to live a life of peace, far away from the rotten shinobi system, which ironically he had created himself along with Madara. He had dreamed of an idealistic country, a place where young ones would study, grow up honing their battle skills for self defence rather than fighting as innocents in a war which they didn't understand and drink to their heart's content. But, it was all laid to waste. Reality had hit him hard, and Hashirama had chosen the village over his best friend. And, finally it had ended. He wanted to taste alcohol, since he hadn't drunk a drop since years, fighting his rival and defending his village.

A cottage could be seen in the distance, lit bright by a large no. of lights inside it. It was quite a beautiful sight in the jungle. As he neared the ground, he jumped from his bird and ended the jutsu there, walking slowly inside the cottage and upon entering, saw a large no. of familiar faces. Silently, he sat on one of the chairs, and ordered for a drink.

 

[Gutsy]

Hashirama had flown towards the Dawn Tavern on his Wooden bird, desperately looking for a drink. His feud with Madara ended there and then, and he wanted to drink to his heart's content, his heart satisfied over the fact that Konohagakure had regained peace. But, he had exiled himself from the village, leaving the responsibility to his younger brother, Tobirama and wanted to live a life of peace, far away from the rotten shinobi system, which ironically he had created himself along with Madara. He had dreamed of an idealistic country, a place where young ones would study, grow up honing their battle skills for self defence rather than fighting as innocents in a war which they didn't understand and drink to their heart's content. But, it was all laid to waste. Reality had hit him hard, and Hashirama had chosen the village over his best friend. And, finally it had ended. He wanted to taste alcohol, since he hadn't drunk a drop since years, fighting his rival and defending his village.

A cottage could be seen in the distance, lit bright by a large no. of lights inside it. It was quite a beautiful sight in the jungle. As he neared the ground, he jumped from his bird and ended the jutsu there, walking slowly inside the cottage and upon entering, saw a large no. of familiar faces. Silently, he sat on one of the chairs, and ordered for a drink.

While writing a few notes in his little book, he knew that Kakashi Hatake was not a person to fight neither a person to underestimate in any situation, yet he did not care, he was simply gathering a few informations. Yet his gaze returned to his drink, a fine bottle of Whiskey and a single glass, he placed the glass aside and picked up the bottle, staring into the golden-ish liquid before drinking almost half of it. It seemed like it had little to no effect on him. Hannibal was still covered in his little brown cloak, his clothes still seemed old. He noticed a man entering the tavern, a man with long dark hair and red armor, the Senju symbol on it. Interesting indeed, he though while knowing by his characteristics that this man was Hashirama Senju, one of the only Mokuton wielders to ever exist. A fine specimen... perhaps it could be part of my collection.... Hannibal though to himself before smashing his hands into the counter before letting out a huge burb while standing up. He then made his way towards the table where Hashirama had situated himself, walking rather strange, a bit drunk perhaps. When he reached Hashirama, he just glared at him with drowzy eyes before letting his body fall down in the chair next to him. "Welcome to the Dawn Tavern... *burb!*... mind if i sit here...." Hannibal said, even though he had already sat down and in fact he was not even drunk, simply inacting his role.

 

[Naruto.]

While writing a few notes in his little book, he knew that Kakashi Hatake was not a person to fight neither a person to underestimate in any situation, yet he did not care, he was simply gathering a few informations. Yet his gaze returned to his drink, a fine bottle of Whiskey and a single glass, he placed the glass aside and picked up the bottle, staring into the golden-ish liquid before drinking almost half of it. It seemed like it had little to no effect on him. Hannibal was still covered in his little brown cloak, his clothes still seemed old. He noticed a man entering the tavern, a man with long dark hair and red armor, the Senju symbol on it. Interesting indeed, he though while knowing by his characteristics that this man was Hashirama Senju, one of the only Mokuton wielders to ever exist. A fine specimen... perhaps it could be part of my collection.... Hannibal though to himself before smashing his hands into the counter before letting out a huge burb while standing up. He then made his way towards the table where Hashirama had situated himself, walking rather strange, a bit drunk perhaps. When he reached Hashirama, he just glared at him with drowzy eyes before letting his body fall down in the chair next to him. "Welcome to the Dawn Tavern... *burb!*... mind if i sit here...." Hannibal said, even though he had already sat down and in fact he was not even drunk, simply inacting his role.

Hashirama was deep in his thoughts, thinking whether he made the right choice or not. He drank a sip from the finest mead, and it seemed to refresh him up. Suddenly, he heard a loud sound on the counter. He turned around to see a semi-drunk man standing a little distance from him. A brown cloak covered his medium build. Quite tall for a shinobi. He then walked towards Hashirama, and glared at him, Hashirama looking back confused, as usual, as he was observing his actions. He welcomed him to the Tavern and still struggled to maintain himself, falling towards the chair with a sudden thud. His actions made him seem that he was drunk, but his face said something else.

"Who're you?", remarked Hashirama, still confused wondering who the man was.

 

[Delta]

A ghost flies through the tavern like wooooooooooh

 

[Mathias]

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After several weeks of traveling, both

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and Yoshiro were able to reach the shores of Takejima Island, having come from the North Side of the island. As the small two person boat reaches the shore, Habaki grabs a small rope that lays within the boat. He then ties a small knot in the rope, making a medium sized circle. Habaki then proceeds to throw the knotted end overboard in order to latch onto a small broken log. He then begins to pull the rope with all his strength, further closing the distance between themselves and land.

Don't just stare, help me Yoshiro!

 

[Mattobi]

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After several weeks of traveling, both

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and Yoshiro were able to reach the shores of Takejima Island, having come from the North Side of the island. As the small two person boat reaches the shore, Habaki grabs a small rope that lays within the boat. He then ties a small knot in the rope, making a medium sized circle. Habaki then proceeds to throw the knotted end overboard in order to latch onto a small broken log. He then begins to pull the rope with all his strength, further closing the distance between themselves and land.

Don't just stare, help me Yoshiro!

Don't just stare, help me Yoshiro!

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had been dreaming the sweetest dream he had ever had. He was runnning around in a big castle filled with laughter and people. It was his greatest wish and it had come true! Aprubtly the images of the castle disappeared as he heard someone shouting his name for help. He opened his eyes and saw Habaki pulling at a rope. Oh yes! They were in a boat!

Yes! Yes! Hang on Habaki!

Yoshiro said as he looked around. He saw an island and realized they were going towards it. He quickly got up and went to sit next to Habaki. As he got up he almost lost his balance as the boat suddenly moved due to a wave. When he sat down, he grabbed the rope and starting pulling together with his friend.

I haven't been sleeping for too long, have I? I hope I didn't annoy you? How are you? Have we arrived?

 

[Mathias]

Don't just stare, help me Yoshiro!

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had been dreaming the sweetest dream he had ever had. He was runnning around in a big castle filled with laughter and people. It was his greatest wish and it had come true! Aprubtly the images of the castle disappeared as he heard someone shouting his name for help. He opened his eyes and saw Habaki pulling at a rope. Oh yes! They were in a boat!

Yes! Yes! Hang on Habaki!

Yoshiro said as he looked around. He saw an island and realized they were going towards it. He quickly got up and went to sit next to Habaki. As he got up he almost lost his balance as the boat suddenly moved due to a wave. When he sat down, he grabbed the rope and starting pulling together with his friend.

I haven't been sleeping for too long, have I? I hope I didn't annoy you? How are you? Have we arrived?

"I haven't been sleeping for too long, have I?"

Habaki's eyes begin to slightly twitch as he harmlessly bites his kiseru.

You've been passed out for sixteen hours Yoshiro...

Habaki let out a small sigh as he began to pull on the rope harder, indicating Yoshiro to do the same.

 

[Mattobi]

"I haven't been sleeping for too long, have I?"

Habaki's eyes begin to slightly twitch as he harmlessly bites his kiseru.

You've been passed out for sixteen hours Yoshiro...

Habaki let out a small sigh as he began to pull on the rope harder, indicating Yoshiro to do the same.

You've been passed out for sixteen hours Yoshiro...

Yoshiro saw Habaki's facial expression change and heard the change in his voice. He had been asleep for way too long! What to do?! An apology is in place, isn't it?

I am sorry brother! It won't happen again! I promise! Please forgive me! What can I do? :T_T:

As he said this Habaki had begun pulling harder and Yoshiro followed his example.