Tyler Harisson's Story

Hello

/me orders a drink and cheap meal and eats

Ernst, while diligently serving drinks to people, had received a notification on his phone. As things were winding down, he checked the notification, sparing a couple of seconds to see what he had received. He watched footage of one "Ken Blast!" in the middle of fighting Aschen troops, with an article attached saying that he was banned from the establishment. His usually statuesque expression contorted with one intrigued eyebrow raise. While he detested the man -- though not personally, just by principle -- he figured that Ken Blast! would be perfect for helping him out. Ernst quickly stuffed his phone back into his pocket and redirected his attention to the dwindling customers.

Slowly, and with a creak, the bar door opened to reveal a well dressed, middle aged man standing in the doorway. With one fluid gesture he moved to take off his dark sunglasses.

His eyes scanned the interior of the bar. He had to question some people about some things, that was his assignment, to investigate what had happened.

Taking a few steps forward, the door closed shut behind him, and he produced a small dataslate, then with a few taps of his fingers, he began to take some photographs of the bar's interior.

Helping Gabrielle with the bar the branded apron on her hoodie did look a little out of place even with the hood down. However, Becca helped with the kitchen and odd-duties as long as she was sticking around. Cybernetic eyes gleamed a bright patina looking about centered for a moment on the fellow taking pictures. Ignored for now as she had some food to deliver for the kitchen. The Ductu instead was seen in successions of pictures as a pair of gleaming yellow eyes staring back through Becca's hair at different angles. Busied with cleaning a table Becca didn't have a dishcloth as much as rubs her hand on the table to consume water and detritus.

Alighieri evaporated into existence with a foul hum emanating from what seemed to be the very walls themselves. After what felt like nearly an aeon, all sound was annihilated from existence as he manifested his corporeal form.

Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh~

he exhaled, extending his claw-rife hand towards the center of the room as a faint red glow began to illuminate the mysteriously-darkening Bar.