The Tavern

Mira walks into the bar, her eyes half-closed. She yawns and walks over to the bar, hitting the corner of a table because of her clumsiness.

"I want a hot chocolate please." She looks around for the first time and sees Kamas and GSP. After her drink arrives, Mira walks over.

"Oh, it's Mira." Gsppcrocks10 smiles. "How are you doing Mira?"

As Mira a G.P.S talk, Kamas slides over and takes a sip of both the hto chocolate and the gingerale. She smile and turns to them and says.

"how are you two?"

"good, good" they both answer.

Kamas checks her watch quickly and yawns.

"Later everyone i'll be back later"

Kamas strolls out of the tavern just as the rain turns to a drizzle

Taking another sip from his warm cup of chocolate, RainWanderer starts doodling on a piece of paper with his favorite pencil - he was never fond of pens. Slowly, a picture emerges from the blank paper. Rainwanderer did not care much at first about what he was drawing from his subconsciousness, but then the pencil crumbled in his hand as he realized that he had just drawn his worst enemy: a white cube with the words "Writer's block" on it. The thunder outside roars.

Kamas stumbles back in.

"It started thundering out of nowhere."

Shivering Kamas walks over to the bar and orders another hot chocolate.

A clap of thunder echoes through the bar as the door flies open. The Tavern falls silent as MB stomps in, wringing out her hair.

"It's raining," MB announces. " I hate the rain."

The huge black wolf-dog at her side shakes its shaggy coat as if in agreement, spraying cold droplets of water all over the group of werewolves sitting at a nearby table.

Nate hurries to intercept her, brandishing a spork. "I've told you before, MB, no dogs allowed!"

MB raises an eyebrow, throwing the nearby werewolves a contemptuous glance. "Really? Because I see plenty of dogs over there."

Gsppcrocks10 gasps again as the tension in the room increases tenfold. Slowly, one of the werewolves stands, his eyes glinting yellow over his stringy mustache.

"No!" Nate exclaims, placing himself between MB and the were. "Absolutely not, MB! Everytime you come in here you start a fight, but not today!"

MB rolls her eyes, fingering the gold chain looped around her neck. "Relax, Nate," she says. "I'm not here to start a fight."

Nate lowers his spork, relaxing. "Really?"

"Ha, you bought that? Of course I'm here to start a fight. Now move!" MB pushes past Nate, drawing a pencil from her jean pockets.

And that's when everything was plunged into chaos.

Gsppcrocks10 jumps up, a notepad and pencil appearing in her hand. "MB, I would reason with you, but I'm not in the best mood at the moment. Eat crocks!" Several crocodiles appeared out of nowhere and leapt at MB.

Kamas stares as a brawl begins.

"you know what I don't think I mind the thunder very much anymore"

And with Kamas slides out the door and dissappears into the storm

As Kamas walks out of the room another strike of thunder hits. Wookielover was sitting in a far coner of the small bar, reading. She was wearing a trench coat and a jazz hat. When suddenly she hears this major ruckus in this bar. She looks up from her book and looks at what was going on. Looks like a fight. Eh, whatever. She thought and went back to her book.

The thunder got louder and the fight was still going on. They were yelling at each other and doing things she did not understand. After a while she could not take the noise of their fight any longer. She closed her book and set o the table. She shot up from her chair abruptly. Suddenly the noise from the fight stopped, the thunder roared. "Could you guys quit it?! I'm trying to read here! God!"

She fixed her hat and sat back down. "Jeez!" She picked up her book up from the table and opened it on the page she was previously reading. She took a sip out of her hot chocolate and try to enjoy the peace while it lasted.

The bar falls quiet, the only sounds the drumming of the rain on the roof and a moan from Gsppcrocks10, who is lying under a stool with a spork up her nose. All of the werewolves are lying unconscious in the corner.

"Well, that was fun," MB says cheerfully. She is standing all alone in the middle of the Tavern, totally unscathed except for a long scratch on her cheek. Her dog lays at her feet, gnawing on one of Nate's stools. "I'll have a hot chocolate, please, Nate."

The Tavern owner stares at her in disbelief. "You just destroyed half of my bar and knocked out most of my customers, and you want a hot chocolate?"

"Yup," MB says, sitting down at one of the few tables that hasn't been overturned.

Gsppcrocks10 moans quietly and passes out.

Kamas scurries back into the tavern and shrieks at the sight.

"Oh my dear Lord! Poor GPS!"

Proceeds to pulling out spork and gently awaking the poor girl.

"Owies" says GPS rubbing her nose

Angry, Kamas stomps over to Magnus, grabs her by the ears and drags her out of the tavern and sends her home with her dog following tail between its legs.

"Do I really have to do everything myself?!" Says Kamas after returning into the tavern.

Gsppcrocks10 sits up, still rubbing her nose. "Well, that hurt." She walks back over to her table and sips her Ginger Ale, but spits it out again. She sighs. "MBs dog slobbered in it." She announces. She goes to a chair by the fire. She gets out a book and begins to read.

Wookielover sat the book down and walked toward where everybody else was. They were conversing. She sat down on a stool next to them. They all stared at her. "So what's up?" she said in a cheery voice.

Hawk pokes her head into the Tavern and looks around, finally decides this must be some type of role-playing game, and walks in. She heads for the back of the room, sits in a dark corner out of sight, and quietly watches the others to get a sense of what's going on.