Sral's eyebrows shot up. He held up his hands. "Point that thing somewhere else!" He exclaimed. "What did I do to you?"
He stumbled slightly, the limp in his leg still there. He dared not to look at the place he used to call home. He could feel the heat from the fire, the fire that he himself had ignited. He blinked back tears, as he limped away.
"What are you?" I asked. At that sudden move, The doors burst open. "oh crap..." I pointed my gun at him. It was my brother. "Shane, Go now." He shood his head and crossed his arms. "I dont want to hurt you." he said- "I need you to come home." I shook my head. "NO!" I grabbed his arm, flipped him then punched him in the face. He held is jaw. "Just LEAVE me alone!!" I said putting my gun away.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Mortals. So touchy when dealing with supernatural individuals. Sral snapped his fingers. Both of the human's arms and legs became immobilized. He walked over to both of them. "Okay, before I give you the bum's rush, I'm going to talk to you." He said, glaring. "How did you find my bar. Who told you about it!"
He stumbled slightly, the limp in his leg still there. He dared not to look at the place he used to call home. He could feel the heat from the fire, the fire that he himself had ignited. He blinked back tears, as he limped away.
"I was walking to try and find Rayah and I saw this bar and It was kinda Obvious she was going to be here beacause no one looks here" Shane said. I was about to take out my gun and shoot him. "I don't need any help Shane." I said angrily.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
"Wrong answer. Somebody had to have told you, or you or your family is closely tied to magic. Mortals cannot find this place on their own."
He stumbled slightly, the limp in his leg still there. He dared not to look at the place he used to call home. He could feel the heat from the fire, the fire that he himself had ignited. He blinked back tears, as he limped away.
"I don't know if someone told you or not, but I want you-" Sral pointed at Shane. "To settle down, buy a drink, or get out of my bar! And you-" He pointed to the girl. "I want you to keep that gun out of sight and mind while in here. Understand?"
He stumbled slightly, the limp in his leg still there. He dared not to look at the place he used to call home. He could feel the heat from the fire, the fire that he himself had ignited. He blinked back tears, as he limped away.
Shane looked at me angrly and teleported out. I closed my eyes in releif. I opened my eyes and smiled. " I thought you were going to kill me for a second."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
"No miss, my killing days are over." He washed the mug he had been drinking out of. "So who was that young man? Was he trying to kill you or something?"
He stumbled slightly, the limp in his leg still there. He dared not to look at the place he used to call home. He could feel the heat from the fire, the fire that he himself had ignited. He blinked back tears, as he limped away.
"Family feuds..." Sral said softly. "I killed my family before a feud could begin. Let me guess, you lied to me when you told me why you were running away."
He stumbled slightly, the limp in his leg still there. He dared not to look at the place he used to call home. He could feel the heat from the fire, the fire that he himself had ignited. He blinked back tears, as he limped away.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. When people attempt to kill you, but have absolutely no chance of doing so, they just become a nuisance." He looked her in the eye. "If you're running from him, you're welcome to stay here for a little while. I have a niece about your age that lives upstairs."
He stumbled slightly, the limp in his leg still there. He dared not to look at the place he used to call home. He could feel the heat from the fire, the fire that he himself had ignited. He blinked back tears, as he limped away.
"Thanks. But I'm fine, i'm spending the night at a friends house across town. he'll never find me." I smiled. "But Thanks for the offering" I sat back down at the bar, and I barried my head in my hands. "ughhh so overwhelmed..."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
"Don't be down." Sral said, passing her another whiskey. "It's on the house."
He stumbled slightly, the limp in his leg still there. He dared not to look at the place he used to call home. He could feel the heat from the fire, the fire that he himself had ignited. He blinked back tears, as he limped away.
